Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"Where are you going?"

Ye Qingcheng didn't panic and asked her in a low voice.

"One day, not tired? I have no plans today. I have time for you all week."

The tall bridge of Dongfang Shijin's nose rubbed against Ye Qingcheng. The faint smell of tobacco on him was familiar and exciting.

Dongfang Shijin directly took Ye Qingcheng back to his bedroom. It's not too early outside. It's a problem of investigation. It's more than 4 p.m. now, but in Britain, the sun has set at 3:30 p.m. in winter.

The sky outside has become a rich dark blue.

Dongfang Shijin should go to take a bath. Ye Qingcheng lies on the big bed, looks at the outside window and hears the sound of the car starting outside - this is the castle of Dongfang Shijin. No one can enter casually unless leaving... So, is Lucifer leaving?

As soon as ye Qingcheng's heart tightened, he suddenly sat up and saw three black cars leaving

If it's Lucifer... Let's go.

damn! This hateful man!

Ye Qingcheng stood by the window and had no idea for a moment

Lucifer is gone, so what should ye Qingcheng do?

Confess everything to Dongfang Shijin and be brave once?

Ye Qingcheng's heart was in a mess. She fell down and sat on the big bed. Unexpectedly, she was a little sleepy.

Dongfang Shijin stood in front of the mirror on the washstand, and the water in the shower was splashing.

About to see the real Ye Qingcheng, Dongfang Shijin is at a loss.

In order to see her, even breathing should be practiced repeatedly.

When the sound of water stopped, Dongfang Shijin pulled off a bath towel and surrounded him with a strong figure, perfect eight abdominal muscles and Mermaid line.

He opened the door and went out. He saw the woman lying on the scarlet bed.

Her long hair was soft behind her, her eyes were slightly closed, and her hands were still habitually overlapped in her lower abdomen, like a sleeping beauty.

Dongfang Shijin sits down by the big bed.

The family doctor opened the door and came in quietly without making a sound.

Only the sound of bottles crashing.

"Young master."

After a long half-hour, the doctors stood respectfully on both sides.

Silence, silence.

Dongfang Shijin forgot to light his cigar in his hand.

He made a sign to go down, and the family doctor immediately ran away with the box.

Dongfang Shijin heard his heart beating wildly.

He stood up and walked slowly, the darkness oppressing his face.

The woman in the big bed is still sleeping quietly.

Her face was a little pale, perhaps because of the depression of human skin mask.

The slender and thick eyelashes are like two feather fans, a very upturned bridge of the nose and vermilion lips

Her sleeping appearance is like a princess in a crystal box, elegant and beautiful, like the fog of Senyuan

Dongfang Shijin is close to the past. Ye Qingcheng can't help being beautiful.

A few days ago, when he found that Lillian's identity was different, he always had an uncontrollable feeling, but he couldn't explain

Later, even though it was known that Lillian was Ye Qingcheng, but it had not been proved, Dongfang Shijin still could not have a normal "physical reaction".

And now

"Ye Qingcheng, how can you compensate me for the disappearance of a whole year?"

The low voice of Dongfang Shijin is charming and sexy