Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Ye Qingcheng struggled for a while and couldn't get rid of Dongfang Shijin's arm. She was turned over by Dongfang Shijin and held in her arms

Almost at this moment, ye Qingcheng's nose suddenly sour and tears burst out.

Dongfang Shijin held her and gently comforted her back with one hand.

Ye Qingcheng tried his best to hold his breath and prevent his tears from flowing on him - if the tears wet his clothes, he would notice.

Ye Qingcheng endured very hard. She has been trying to adjust her breathing.

I don't know how long it was like this. Ye Qingcheng thought that Dongfang Shijin finally fell asleep, and he was tired. He struggled gently. Even in his sleep, Dongfang Shijin still tightly hugged her

Ye Qingcheng's tears flow down recklessly

Why did Dongfang Shijin sleep?

The black pupil is like the night outside.

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When he woke up the next day, the side of the big bed was already empty. Ye Qingcheng subconsciously touched the bedside sheet, which was cold.

Almost at the next moment, ye Qingcheng turned over and felt confused. There was only one thought - did the Oriental world brocade leave?

She can leave.

Ye Qingcheng hurried downstairs. His hair was messy, but he saw a man standing in the kitchen.

When the four eyes were facing each other, Dongfang Shijin was preparing today's breakfast for her.

“……”

“……”

Ye Qingcheng's action suddenly stopped.

Dongfang Shijin stood there in a simple home clothes, his figure was tall and big, and his eyebrows were still that kind of natural dignity.

Ye Qingcheng felt very uncomfortable.

"Get up and eat?"

He asked her blandly, as if nothing had happened yesterday.

“……”

Ye Qingcheng bit his lip, didn't he... Did he do the same to Lillian? The way you treat her?

Just a year.

Inexplicably, ye Qingcheng's heart has both grievances and unspeakable sour and sullen

It's only been a year.

She thought she was really special enough, but a year later, there was a Lillian beside him, enjoying her once privilege.

Ye Qingcheng stayed here for a while. Dongfang Shijin had already sat down at another section of the table. Behind him was the open window. The vines outside the window were climbing enchanting. Just sitting there, he showed a vivid and noble oil painting.

His eyes were looking at her, and the gentle and affectionate light could not hide it.

Ye Qingcheng's heart hurt badly.

But ye Qingcheng could not make his mood clearly. He could only walk over silently. There were whole wheat bread, hot milk, roasted bacon and fresh fruit on the table.

Ye Qingcheng used to like this simple and clean breakfast.

Her heart is complicated

Dongfang Shijin still has her in her heart, but she still feels heartbroken when she thinks he is like this to Lillian

"After breakfast, we should go back."

Dongfang Shijin took a sip of milk and said a fact lightly.

"Where are you going?"

Ye Qingcheng had just taken a piece of bread and applied butter when he heard Dongfang Shijin say.

Ye Qingcheng has a bad intuition in his heart.

"Go home."

"Where?"

"Britain."

Dongfang Shijin handed her the buttered bread, took the unopened butter in front of her and put it in front of her.

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