Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Ye Qingcheng will pretend that she doesn't know him. It's just two situations. Either something is forcing her or someone is coercing her. However, under coercion, ye Qingcheng is not a natural liar. She only thinks about how to leave him in the fastest time.

But the woman in front of her was only lowering her head and her hands were still agitated.

She didn't panic, didn't want to leave in a hurry, only a kind of fear, didn't dare to look at him

She has lost her memory, but if what happened in this year makes Ye Qingcheng lose her memory, she will never change her character and personality

But if she was not ye Qingcheng, how could she find her room and stand here so foolishly?

Dongfang Shijin woke up a lot. Many possibilities flashed in his head for a moment, but no matter which one, it seemed full of loopholes.

"Who are you? I'm asking you."

As Dongfang Shijin walked past, his deep eyes, like an invisible hand, tightly grasped Ye Qingcheng's breath.

Ye Qingcheng stepped back slowly, seemingly subconsciously. When she stepped back, Dongfang Shijin approached one step until ye Qingcheng's leg touched the armrest of the sofa.

She didn't answer.

An inexplicable feeling rose in the heart of Dongfang Shijin. It always felt... Is this ye Qingcheng?

"Brush my hair."

Dongfang Shijin didn't continue to press her. He handed her the towel in his hand. His eyes were still looking at her. It seemed that he wanted to find a flaw. He couldn't wait to prove that it was Ye Qingcheng

When she stood there, the whole person didn't react too much, but it was a little unnatural. Dongfang Shijin could feel that she didn't have too much fear. She was just in unnatural contact with... The opposite sex?

When Dongfang Shijin was still looking at her, she suddenly and slowly took the towel in his hand. She raised her head and fell into the depths of his pupils. She subconsciously bit her lower lip. Her eyes coincided with Ye Qingcheng in her memory.

Ye Qingcheng didn't know why she wanted to do this. She didn't feel how panic

Has she ever done this to a man

Ye Qingcheng is holding a towel in his hand and biting his lower lip. There are always many fragmentary pictures in his memory, such as being covered with gauze layer after layer. He can't see clearly

He was so tall that she could barely touch him on tiptoe.

Dongfang Shijin stared at her. When she came over, the fragrance of natural roses came to her face. She didn't wear underwear. Her pajamas were silk V-necked. Dongfang Shijin saw a mole on her chest at a glance!

Only Ye Qingcheng was 3 cm in front of his chest. Even ye Qingcheng didn't notice it.

"Who the hell are you?"

Dongfang Shijin suddenly clenched her wrist. Ye Qingcheng took a towel and didn't stand firm. He suddenly fell and sat on the imperial concubine's couch. Dongfang Shijin approached and an enlarged handsome face was in front of her

His tall bridge of nose

Deep eyes

Ye Qingcheng looked at him like that

She wanted to speak, but she couldn't say anything

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