Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

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

The low voice of Dongfang Shijin is charming and sexy

On the hot lips, there is finally a place to vent your thoughts

……

In the middle of the night, ye Qingcheng felt a little hot. There was a volatile heat in the air.

Ye Qingcheng slowly opened his eyes. The inner layer of the white lace window screen was fluttering, and the light of the crystal lamp on the ceiling was shining

Hot

She felt thirsty and the fog in front of her dissipated a little. Ye Qingcheng slowly sat up and rubbed her heavy temples to wake herself up.

Bare feet touched the carpet, a slight warmth.

Ye Qingcheng went to the bathroom with sweat on his face.

Ye Qingcheng flushed his cheek with cold water. The moment he looked up, his head began to explode!

The woman in the mirror is beautiful and thrilling. A pair of eyes are beautiful peach blossom eyes, but with a cold temperament and a slightly stiff bridge of the nose

Ye Qingcheng couldn't believe it. He stretched out his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose. The pain dissipated all ye Qingcheng's sleep in an instant

Her mask is gone!

It means... The Oriental world brocade knows everything!

For a moment, ye Qingcheng felt cold, as if his blood had condensed into ice.

What to do, what to do

Ye Qingcheng didn't realize it at all!

There was a blank in Ye Qingcheng's head. Dongfang Shijin knew it. So... How should she explain it?

Confession is inevitable.

Because if she was pretending that nothing had happened... How would she face the embarrassment if she went on like this?

Ye Qingcheng's head was in a mess and returned to the bedroom, but there was nothing on the table

She was lying in bed, and the slightest sound outside seemed to be amplified

Keep your eyes open until dawn. There's nothing in your head.

Only the heart is beating violently.

It was very late at dawn. It was more than 8 o'clock in the morning.

The servant downstairs began the day's cleaning, and the sound came and went.

Ye Qingcheng stared at the ceiling with empty eyes. The Oriental world brocade didn't appear all night yesterday

——Is he angry?

——Otherwise, why didn't you come back all night?

——What should I do? Go and confess to him?

——How does she explain?

Ye Qingcheng lay there with two distinct voices shaking in his head.

The door was pushed open and ye Qingcheng subconsciously closed his eyes.

"I haven't woken up yet..."

It was Mrs Anna who came up to inquire, shook her head and left.

In a twinkling of an eye, yesterday's Lillian became Ye Qingcheng, and Mrs. Anna knew what it was.

Two minutes later, Mrs. Anna closed the door and left.

Ye Qingcheng took a deep breath and opened his eyes. He had guessed something... Dongfang Shijin was really angry.

And angry... A little serious.

Ye Qingcheng is struggling with how to solve it. He pretends that he is determined and can't go on.

So

Ye Qingcheng's eyes are closed and his heart is horizontal. If Dongfang Shijin doesn't come back before 8:00 this evening, ye Qingcheng will take the initiative to confess.

As time passed, Mrs. Anna or other servants came to check whether ye Qingcheng was awake, but every time ye Qingcheng pretended to sleep