Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Huge water splashed at Ye Qingcheng's feet, and even her naked skin clearly felt the cold.

After about ten seconds, ye Qincheng realized that Dongfang Shijin jumped into the water.

Ye Qingcheng stared at the water below. The swimming pool was so large that he couldn't see to the end.

A thin layer of water vapor on the pool seemed to deepen slowly, and ye Qingcheng's heart seemed to disappear.

I can't feel anything.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

There is still no reaction on the pool surface.

Ye Qingcheng suddenly panicked.

She took a step forward and grabbed the railing in front. The railing was cold. Ye Qingcheng's body stretched out. Suddenly, her whole heart fell into the boundless abyss.

"Oriental world brocade..."

Ye Qingcheng whispered that this is the season of deep winter. Britain has a temperate climate. This time is wet and early in the morning. It is particularly cold, and it is wet and cold with fog.

Let alone in the water.

Ye Qingcheng can't even imagine.

I didn't expect that Dongfang Shijin would jump in.

Ye Qingcheng remembers that the body of Dongfang Shijin is still not very good. For ye Qingcheng, such ten seconds are as long as a whole century.

If something happens to Dongfang Shijin in the water, ye Qingcheng can't imagine.

She anxiously raised her eyes and looked at the position next to her. The cleaning aunt obviously didn't pay attention here, and the sea breeze here was very strong. She probably didn't hear her with a thick scarf and hat.

Just when ye Qingcheng was a little flustered and wanted to go around and call people, the calm pool surface suddenly moved.

A figure swam up from the bottom of the water. His white bathrobe had long slipped in the water. He could only see the Oriental world brocade naked and floating in the cold water.

Drops of water fell from his hair.

Ye Qingcheng stood there, his slender hands clutching the railing tightly.

She clearly saw the moment when the Oriental world brocade came out of the water and looked at her side.

Ye Qingcheng couldn't understand the emotion in his eyes.

Is it indifference? Surprised? Or is it an unspeakable... Despair?

Ye Qingcheng's heart was tightly clenched by an invisible big hand.

It hurts like a thick needle.

Look at each other even for a few seconds.

Dongfang Shijin was buried in the cold water again, like a fierce shark, constantly searching for something.

The scene in front of Ye Qingcheng is wet. He can't see the face of the Oriental world brocade clearly. He can only see the vague figure of the Oriental world brocade and constantly search underwater

Is that ring really that important

Ye Qingcheng's nails are firmly embedded in his palm, and two voices are constantly overlapping in his heart

[ye Qingcheng, do you really have the heart to leave him... Just such an ordinary ring. How much do you think he cares?]

[ye Qingcheng, what's the point if you don't give up? Will you be together?]

[ye Qingcheng, are you really so cruel? Think about what he said to you yesterday...]

Is romance useful? Do you want him to live or run away with you for a lifetime? Where's the child

Children

Escape for a lifetime

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