Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Temperament is also changing.

Those talking eyes have also changed

Is that her?

Dongfang Shijin has unprecedented doubts.

"Qingcheng, you know I don't like you playing this game with me. If it were you, I would always have a thousand ways to find you."

Ma Zi went downstairs to find an antidote for Dongfang Shijin. After all, Dongfang Shijin came back suddenly. There was no one around except him and several bodyguards. Now Ma Zi has to do even looking for medicine.

He didn't want to order the maids here. After all, they are in Lucifer's territory now, and there is no report at all. When he came suddenly, the horse didn't want to create complications. Everything is low-key.

"Less..."

Before Ma Zai said anything, he opened the door and saw Dongfang Shijin sitting by the big bed, naked, and sleeping on the big bed... A woman?

"Young master..."

The horse is still surprised, but when he approaches, he is surprised and speechless

This woman is... Ye Qingcheng who has been missing for a year?

The horse left for half an hour, half an hour... What happened?

The woman on the bed is like a delicate doll, with white and delicate skin and bright red lips. Her eyes are slightly closed, like a sleeping angel.

The horse took a breath. This woman is too similar to Ye Qingcheng, almost 96%

"Do you think it's her?"

Dongfang Shijin felt the horse coming in.

"This is..."

Ma Zai has two boxes of medicine and a cup of warm water in his hand. He looks at the woman on the bed and understands why Dongfang Shijin asked this question.

"I feel... There are great similarities in some different places. My personal tendency is... Is this an imitation made by the face of the imitator Miss ye?"

After all, Ma Zai has experienced so many things with Dongfang Shijin for so many years. Then, with the light on the bedside table, Ma Zai clearly saw the woman lying on the big bed. Her facial features all have the shadow of Ye Qingcheng, but the bridge of her nose is more sharp than ye Qingcheng's, and her lips are slightly fuller.

And the temperament is quietly different.

When ye Qingcheng was sleeping, she was still cold and arrogant. Dongfang Shijin once said that even if ye Qingcheng was sleeping, she was like a little wild cat with sharp teeth, and this woman, when sleeping, was like an angel falling quietly on the earth.

It's very quiet.

Ma Zai can see these differences. After all, those in the game are confused and those on the sidelines are clear.

"Young master... Is she?" the horse asked his doubts.

"I said she went to the wrong room. Do you believe it?"

Dongfang Shijin was already sitting there in that position with the light on his back. He was like a wounded lion. The loneliness was so obvious.

Of course, Ma Zai doesn't believe it.

At this time, Ma Zi can't persuade Dongfang Shijin anything at all. Dongfang Shijin won't listen to any suggestions he puts forward

"Young master, maybe... Is this miss ye? I heard... People in love always have a telepathy?"

“……”

"Or maybe... This is a new Miss ye...?"

“……”

The horse doesn't know what he's talking about.

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