Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

In particular, even if he simply sat beside him... Ye Qingcheng also felt very unnatural, as if breathing was a simple thing that was particularly messy.

Dongfang Shijin took out his mobile phone and turned it into a silent mode.

He picked up the grape juice she had just drunk and drank it directly

Ye Qingcheng's heart thumped.

It's not clear why.

She drank it... Why didn't he dislike her?

Has he always been like this?

Never mind these things?

Ye Qingcheng's heart seemed to turn into a dense net for a moment, constantly weaving and entanglement

The diamond lights inlaid on the ceiling of the Grand Theater suddenly went out.

In the dark, the taste of Oriental world brocade is particularly clear.

Ye Qingcheng feels suffocated.

Ye Qingcheng listened to his heartbeat. A few seconds later, the lights on the stage turned on, and the red velvet curtains pulled up on both sides slowly withdrew to both sides.

In these few seconds of silence, ye Qingcheng still couldn't help but gently turned his head and saw the slightly dim light on the face of Dongfang Shijin. His expression was unpredictable and couldn't see what he was thinking.

His facial features are three-dimensional and beautiful.

The elegant piano sounds, which is particularly ethereal and silent in such a hall.

This is a classic opera, which combines ballet and the story of Romeo and Juliet.

I don't know if the actors acted very vividly. After watching it, ye Qingcheng felt a little blocked.

Ye Qingcheng looked at the actors wearing holy White Ballet skirts and the goose feathers floating in the sky. Suddenly, broken pictures flashed in his mind - a beautiful woman wearing a red suspender skirt dancing in the light, her slender and straight legs

Ye Qingcheng felt heartache.

"What is more moving than the story is reality," said the magnetic voice of Dongfang Shijin. "What is more moving than reality is love."

Ye Qingcheng found that his eyes were a little red.

She hurriedly sucked her nose and pretended that the blockage of her heart was an illusion. Dongfang Shijin had got up and stood up. He was wearing a dark brown windbreaker with a dark blue shirt in it, and a neat handkerchief folded in his shirt pocket.

His eyes looked deep.

Ye Qingcheng walked over and stood beside him. As a result, Dongfang Shijin naturally held her hand!

The hot temperature was like a burst of electricity coming from the hands of Dongfang Shijin. Ye Qingcheng stood there, and the whole person's heart was numb

Why did you suddenly hold her hand?

What is this?

Dating

I don't know why, ye Qingcheng's heart is both happy and sour... Doesn't he love that woman deeply? Why does he hold her hand again? Has he always been so casual? Did he have many lovers who looked similar to that woman in this year?

Ye Qingcheng felt very bitter.

Dongfang Shijin took her hand and walked outside. She followed him without making a sound.

Dongfang Shijin doesn't know how he feels in his heart - he has intuition, like Ye Qingcheng is nearby.

Is it because of Lillian?

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