Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Ye Qingcheng looked bleak and didn't know where he was going. Looking back, he saw the white carved railings and white marble steps. Below, he could see the spacious living room on the first floor and the arch of Jane Europe

Ye Qingcheng didn't know where to go. He squatted down slowly beside the door and gently hugged himself, like a silent grievance

The room is quiet.

Ye Qingcheng bit her lower lip. Inexplicably, her heart was hurt by a needle. She felt very wronged, but she didn't know what she had done wrong.

She was also tired. She hugged herself and began to fight with her eyelids.

However, before she closed her eyes, the door next to her suddenly opened, and the figure of Dongfang Shijin appeared at the door. After he pushed the woman out, the yearning for ye Qingcheng became stronger, just like Ye Qingcheng once was beside him, just like the meeting they just met

Awkward

Over the past year, the feeling of Ye Qingcheng beside him has never been so strong.

Dongfang Shijin even has an urgent feeling... Even if it is self deception.

"Lillian pierce?"

Ye Qingcheng was confused and heard the familiar voice, magnetic and sexy.

Open your eyes and see his face.

Ye Qingcheng bit her lip and clearly remembered what had just happened. She turned her face to the other side and didn't look at him.

That stubbornness still coincides with the memory of Dongfang Shijin.

He held out his hand and pulled it across her delicate chin.

Ye Qingcheng closed his eyes on purpose.

This reaction... Is very similar to Ye Qingcheng.

"Open your eyes and look at me."

He ordered.

"..." Ye Qingcheng bit his lips, but did not respond.

Just threw her out... Now come to her again?

Even though ye Qingcheng doesn't remember who he is now, his temperament is still in his bones.

"If you don't open your eyes for a second, you can roll back to him in five minutes -"

Without a response, Dongfang Shijin released a threat.

The next moment, those clear and clear eyes opened.

Her face is different from that of Ye Qingcheng

"Lillian pierce?"

The stubbornness in that eye touched the heart of Dongfang Shijin.

His hand holding her chin relaxed slightly.

Ye Qingcheng looked at him and felt that the name was strange, but subconsciously he felt

Your name is Lillian Pierce. You went riding with the young master a year ago. You fell off the horse, so your memory is missing...]

[are you Lillian...]

"Ye Qingcheng?"

Dongfang Shijin looked at her and called out her name tentatively.

Ye Qingcheng's eyes contracted slightly.

[Qing Cheng... Ye Qing Cheng, Qing Guo Qing Cheng...]

[ye Qingcheng...]

Why so familiar?

Dongfang Shijin couldn't get any response on her face. She lifted her lips slightly, as if mocking, "are you mute?"

Ye Qingcheng's lips moved slightly, and his voice could only send out some hoarse sobs

Because she hasn't spoken in a whole year.

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On the last day of tomorrow, the bottle of makeup remover~