Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

He didn't know what he was uncomfortable with because of Lucifer's behavior to her just now? So close that he even mistook... Lucifer was taking good care of her this year.

It must be because of her face

Dongfang Shijin's brain suddenly began to hurt sharply. Ye Qingcheng looked at him and felt the faint smell of wine on him - it should be the reason for his hangover last night.

Ye Qingcheng walked over, opened the cabinet, and made a tinkling sound. In the next moment, honey and lemonade had been soaked.

His face was not good. Ye Qingcheng bit his lip and put the soaked water in front of him. He turned and left himself.

For a time, only the Oriental world brocade remained in the whole restaurant.

No one.

The bowl of noodles is still on the kitchen cabinet, and a cup of warm lemon honey——

This glass of water silently reminds the Oriental world brocade about last night and... Ye Qingcheng.

Dongfang Shijin walked over and put noodles in the refrigerator all night. He didn't know how. He picked up a wisp of noodles with chopsticks and tasted it in his mouth. It was a light taste... It coincided with the taste Ye Qingcheng had made.

In the past 28 years, Dongfang Shijin has never eaten a cool meal, or even overnight dishes. All the daily meals of Dongfang Shijin are made by special chefs, and the nutrition and temperature are kept in the best range.

Now, he ate noodles that had been put all night.

Dongfang Shijin doesn't like the taste of scallion, so every time ye Qingcheng cooks noodles, he will never let scallion appear in it.

Now, in this bowl of noodles, it completely maintains the look ye Qingcheng once did.

[Dongfang Shijin... I know you don't like sweet, so this honey lemon tea is not very sweet. Try it...]

[don't drink so much...]

Ye Qingcheng is the only one who remembers to prepare sobering tea for Dongfang Shijin every time.

Now, this woman has done the same thing. If she was really installed by Lucifer, it would be too careful. She even has many memories that only belong to Ye Qingcheng and Dongfang Shijin

The eyebrows of the Oriental world brocade frowned with a cloud.

Ye Qingcheng didn't have anything to do, so he went back to his bedroom. Today's light is sufficient. Through the landing glass window, the warm sunshine comes in, and the surroundings are full of Warm gold.

The Wutong trees outside are cluttering, and the glittering pool water is clear.

The white lace window screen was pulled up high, and ye Qingcheng noticed that most of the designs in the room were white, very holy... How pure and proud the woman was, so she dared to make the layout in the room mainly white.

Ye Qingcheng was a little sad in front of her eyes. She couldn't tell why... She didn't know the man, but she was still very sad to see that everything here was related to another woman.

Ye Qingcheng walked slowly to the front of the dresser and opened the drawer. There were all kinds of ornaments neatly stacked inside——

Lace hairpin, pearl hair band, black pearl necklace, red agate ring

All kinds, dazzling.

It can be seen that he really did a lot to coax the woman

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