Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

The huge ship slowly turned its direction and drove towards the other side. It was blurred in the night. It was just a sign in the shape of a lion. The lion was surrounded by a wild rose jungle

At that time, the ferry was facing the deck. It was a presidential suite. A man stood at the window, standing there coolly. Behind him was the loyal bishop

"Young master..."

Bishop stood behind Lucifer and naturally saw the scene just now. The man came down from the huge ship

Then when the party came in

Lucifer certainly saw it.

But Lucifer stood there, but he didn't move for a long time.

Bishop can't say anything, because Lucifer is more ambiguous than a three-year-old child about ye Qingcheng

……

The sky outside is as thick as ink.

In the bedroom of the luxurious presidential suite, there is only a little light orange light, warm, but also with a luxurious confusion.

The heating in the room is fully turned on, even a little stuffy.

On the round big bed, ye Qingcheng leaned against the arms of Dongfang Shijin. Their bodies were red and naked. Ye Qingcheng leaned against his chest and listened to his steady heartbeat and breathing. At that moment, it felt as if his whole person had been emptied

Like I can't feel anything.

Only muggy.

Heavy muggy.

The body was also covered with a thin layer of golden silk quilt, and there was a little sweat on the body.

Ye Qingcheng moved gently. Dongfang Shijin seemed to be sleeping without any movement.

Ye Qingcheng took a deep breath and sat up slowly from the arms of Dongfang Shijin, probably because it was late and both of them were very tired, so when ye Qingcheng got up, Dongfang Shijin's hand just gently rested on Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng has no courage at all, not even the courage to look back

It was almost a series of. After getting up, ye Qingcheng didn't stay. He got up from the bed, touched the robe on the chair, and changed his clothes by the light that wasn't very bright.

When everything was done, ye Qingcheng looked up at the clock on the wall and the last ten minutes

Ye Qingcheng took out his wallet from the coat pocket next to Dongfang Shijin, and took out a few notes from it - at least enough for her to eat for a day - if ye Qingcheng really decided to go, he would not rely on Lucifer or Dongfang Shijin.

Ye Qingcheng held his wallet in his hand and stopped for a moment - there was a group photo of the two of them in his wallet. In the halo of sunset, ye Qingcheng leaned on the arms of Dongfang Shijin and gently tiptoed over to kiss him. When Dongfang Shijin held her waist

Ye Qingcheng's eyes are really sour for a moment, sour and uncomfortable

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Today, I got up at 4 o'clock, so I got up and updated