Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

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

"Young master, Miss ye..." the maid reported. As soon as she said Miss ye, Dongfang Shijin's face changed.

"Young master... The young lady is still sleeping and hasn't woken up yet..." the maid hurriedly changed her words.

“……”

Dongfang Shijin looked up coldly, and his face was a little softer.

It's not that he couldn't see it. Ye Qingcheng kept her eyes open and didn't know what she was thinking. When people came, she closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

This woman

Dongfang Shijin's heart is a little stubborn.

A year.

A whole year.

The face of yearning is in front of us.

Dongfang Shijin can't tell what happened to him. Seeing this face last night, it was distressed, sad, happy, and even a little angry

Ye Qingcheng has recovered for a long time. Why do you still refuse to talk to him?

Dongfang Shijin couldn't tell what he was upset about.

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"Dong -"

"Dong -"

"Dong -"

The old church clock struck eight.

It was almost at this moment that ye Qingcheng sat up from his big bed.

Ye Qingcheng watched the clock on the wall turn into 8

Dongfang Shijin didn't come.

Ye Qingcheng is somewhat lost.

She got down from the big bed, went to the bathroom, washed her face and arranged her hair. She always felt that there was something wrong here and there

Mingming has seen this face countless times.

In front of the mirror, ye Qingcheng doesn't know what to look like when he sees Dongfang Shijin?

Smile? In the past, whenever Dongfang Shijin was angry and ye Qingcheng smiled, it would always aggravate Dongfang Shijin's anger.

Be serious? So what if the atmosphere collapses?

Cry? She really should cry

Ye Qingcheng tangled for a long time. Finally, he summoned up his courage and opened the door. There were many employers standing at the door.

“……”

“……”

"Where is he?"

Ye Qingcheng still asked.

In the study on the other side, the maid reported respectfully, "young master, young grandma asked where you are."

“……”

Ye Qingcheng stood outside the door, and Dongfang Shijin sat in the study, a door away

Ye Qingcheng summoned up his courage, stared at the carved door in front of him, and his heart jumped violently again and again

Even at this time, ye Qingcheng played a retreat drum, but her steps retreated, and she didn't even have the courage to retreat... She knew that if she retreated, it might be a gap between her and Dongfang Shijin, right?

Ye Qingcheng closed her eyes and saw that Dongfang Shijin leaned against her in the evening

At the end of the ballet that day, Dongfang Shijin sat down

Her only audience.

If she loses her memory, I'll find it for her little by little

【……】

What is love? Before I met her, I never thought about getting married, but after I met her, I just wanted to marry her. Love is all she looks like

Ye Qingcheng felt his nose a little sour.

Unconsciously, the hand gently pushed open the door of the study.

There is a familiar smell inside, all of which is the smell of Oriental world brocade, which makes Ye Qingcheng's heart disordered the rhythm at the moment of entering the door.

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