Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

He was still wearing only a white bath towel. He was strong and sexy. Especially in this dim light, his skin was plated with a light warm light.

The bottom of Ye Qingcheng's heart couldn't stop wanting to hug him.

When Dongfang Shijin came over and got into bed, the big bed sank slightly. Dongfang Shijin opened the quilt, and then the hot skin pasted it, mixed with the exclusive faint aroma of Dongfang Shijin and the smell of cigarettes, as if the taste directly floated into Ye Qingcheng's heart

Ye Qingcheng gently moved and leaned his head against the arms of Dongfang Shijin.

Dongfang Shijin gently hugged her. There was a quiet in the air. You could only hear the slight music in the hall on the first floor, which was not very clear.

"Qingcheng, what are you thinking?"

Dongfang Shijin half propped her forehead, slightly raised her eyes and looked at Ye Qingcheng's side face. She always felt that she was worried, but Dongfang Shijin couldn't know what ye Qingcheng was thinking

At the beginning, this feeling was like a faint smoke. It came up mistily and shrouded the heart of Dongfang Shijin, making him almost insecure... It seemed that ye Qingcheng would disappear in the next moment, and he would not even know why Ye Qingcheng left

Ye Qingcheng just buried his face in his chest. The distance between his lips and his skin was less than a centimeter. Even ye Qingcheng's breath was on his chest

Dongfang Shijin gently stretched out his hand and gently stroked Ye Qingcheng's hair. His voice was slightly mellow, "sleep when you're sleepy."

"Yes."

Ye Qingcheng gave a stuffy answer, but moved slightly. He inadvertently looked at the clock on the wall. It was 2:15.

It's not far from 4:00.

How could ye Qingcheng be sleepy?

But in order to leave quietly, ye Qingcheng can only pretend to be sleepy.

Through the darkness, Dongfang Shijin has been looking at Ye Qingcheng's sleeping face. The faint light hazily outlines her outline. Her side face is like an elf, quiet and pure. Just because of recent things, ye Qingcheng is more tired and haggard.

Dongfang Shijin gently held Ye Qingcheng's hand and clenched it a little. After half a meeting, he slightly lowered his head and kissed Ye Qingcheng's hair,.

"Good night, Qingcheng, I love you."

As long as they can spend three days here, they can leave here.

There are only 56 hours left.

Only the sound of the bell could be heard in the air.

Ye Qingcheng closed his eyes and felt like death in his heart

And then.

Outside the door of the room, a man was standing in the corridor. Maybe it was late at night. The music below turned into gentle light music. It was so melodious that he stood there. The door next to him was tightly closed, and there must be no sound inside.

Bishop stood beside Lucifer and watched him standing at the door. How long has it passed? 10 minutes? 20 minutes? 30 Minutes?

Bishop doesn't know how long.

No matter what they said, Lucifer stood there all the time.

How could they not guess that the Oriental world brocade should be in this room.

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