Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"Why, I've only slept for half an hour and I'm ready to find me?"

The lower body of Dongfang Shijin is only wrapped in a bath towel. The figure is incisively and vividly outlined, which is blood gushing and sexy.

He put the small wooden plate on the bedside table. Ye Qingcheng glanced at it. Then he saw that there was a light rice porridge and another corn soup.

There was a little smile on his handsome face, like looking at his rare treasure.

Ye Qingcheng raised his head and looked at the gentle and spoiled smile of Dongfang Shijin. Suddenly, he felt the pain that was hard to press down and spread again

"What's the matter?"

Dongfang Shijin naturally noticed Ye Qingcheng's bad face and asked her.

"It's all right..." Ye Qingcheng's voice was clearly a little misty. It was like waking up from a dream. She subconsciously raised her head and looked at the clock on the wall. It was only 1:15 - she thought he had slept for a long time.

It's just over 1 o'clock

"Seeing that you are so tired, I went to the kitchen to cook some food for you. There are a lot of materials in the kitchen, but there is nothing you like to eat," Dongfang Shijin sat down next to the big bed. "I remember when you were pregnant, you shouted for corn soup every day."

"I've been tossing about for so long today. I see you thin..." the eyes of Dongfang Shijin are full of silk's undisguised love. "I've made you something to eat - only a thin meat vegetable porridge and corn soup. I've ordered fresh vegetables and can't deliver them until six in the morning. I'll get up and make you what you like to eat at six."

Look... That arrogant and domineering man has become such a family and gentle man.

His life seems to revolve around taking care of her.

Ye Qingcheng looked at Dongfang Shijin and couldn't stop his tears rolling in his eyes.

But ye Qingcheng held back her tears and watched Dongfang Shijin pick up the small bowl, put it on her lips and gently blow it cool, and then handed it to le Ye Qingcheng's lips. The aroma of corn floated into Ye Qingcheng's breath, and her nose was constantly sour and uncomfortable.

Ye Qingcheng opened his mouth. Dongfang Shijin blew cold with a small spoon before handing it to her.

Ye Qingcheng didn't have a good meal for a long time, but let Dongfang Shijin feed and drink two bowls of porridge.

"Haven't you had enough?" Dongfang Shijin was also a little surprised. He saw Ye Qingcheng drink up two bowls of porridge at once. He knew that ye Qingcheng had a bad appetite and couldn't eat too much. As a result, he didn't expect Ye Qingcheng to eat up.

Ye Qingcheng shook his head and said in a dumb voice, "eat well..."

"I'll make you some more?" Dongfang Shijin suggested. "There are still some surplus corn soup in the kitchen. Do you still drink it?"

Ye Qingcheng hasn't had a good meal for a long time. When she was at Lu's house, one thing ye Qingcheng would do every day was to be in a daze, although Lucifer also asked the kitchen to do what she likes every day, such as——

Ye Qingcheng looked at the roses in full bloom in the grass in the garden. Half an hour later, rose flower cakes and Rose Honey were brought up.

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