Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"Finally willing to appear in front of me?" his voice was a little dumb, but sexy. His hands were hot, held her chin tightly, and breathed the wine on her face.

Dongfang Shijin could clearly feel his heartbeat. He drank a lot. Tonight he was like a joke, but his door was suddenly pushed open. He wouldn't think it was her

Is that her?

The eastern world is as like as two peas, who are trying to gather their own vision.

But looking carefully, her eyes are more pure than those of Ye Qingcheng?

When ye Qingcheng looks at him, there is always a slight flirtation in his eyes, which can only be found by a mature woman. He always feels that ye Qingcheng's eyes are the most talkative. Obviously, they are pure eyes, but they are born on a charming and enchanting face, but her people are cold. The mixed Ye Qingcheng makes Dongfang Shijin the most unable to say no.

The person in front of him feels like Ye Qingcheng, but there is only a simple purity in her

Is it Qingcheng

Or did he think too much

Dongfang Shijin's eyes flickered. She appeared at the wedding today. How could she still appear in his room?

He drank too much

Oh, ye Qingcheng, ye Qingcheng

The heart of Dongfang Shijin is like being pierced by a needle, needle after needle

“……”

Ye Qingcheng looked at his face as if he was attracted by those two deep eyes and couldn't be moved anymore

"You are a vicious and cruel woman..." his hand holding her chin loosened a little. She could never understand the dark emotion in the twilight. She stood there and was surrounded by his arms and chest, "You lived with him for a whole year, and I, like a fool, was waiting for you to come back. I thought you were lost, and you... Wedding?"

He drank too much and gently pulled up the corners of his lips, but the arc made Ye Qingcheng a little flustered.

She wanted to speak, but she didn't know what to say.

Wedding

There was no light in Mingming's room, but Dongfang Shijin felt the light was dazzling. He would remember the church and the simple painted window. He remembered that ye Qingcheng was wearing an ordinary and simple skirt, standing in the sun and smiling slightly. The smile came from the bottom of his heart.

She threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly

[Dongfang Shijin, I never thought you would give me a wedding... Dongfang Shijin, you can't leave me or hide from me... Dongfang Shijin, Dongfang Shijin...]

The eyes of Dongfang Shijin suddenly ache.

Ye Qingcheng looked at the man in front of him like that. He didn't know what he thought at that moment. His face was painful and soft

"Don't..."

Ye Qingcheng's voice is a little hoarse. This is the first time she has spoken in a year. She has been silent for a whole year, and her vocal cords are trembling and painful.

“……”

Dongfang Shijin suddenly woke up and looked at the woman in front of him. Those emotions just disappeared, but were replaced by a bone cold.

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