Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Ye Qingcheng was silent for a few seconds, and the priest's voice echoed empty in the spacious hall.

"But between me and him..." Ye Qingcheng gently closed his eyes and finally decided to speak hard. "When I was unconscious... I found that I was related to him... It was discovered unconsciously, and the year I was with him... Too many things really happened, too many..."

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"I think this feeling is abnormal and wrong... But my heart is selfish. I know he will have a better life, but I can't refuse him again and again..."

Ye Qingcheng said it, but he couldn't block it in his heart.

"The feeling itself is selfish and does not affect others. It is the most important that you are happy. Don't use other things to measure the right and wrong of love. Only yourself can know what the feeling is most important."

The priest smiled, "the answer is always in your own heart. What others tell you is not the answer."

Ye Qingcheng breathed deeply. The priest patted Ye Qingcheng on the shoulder. "God will always bless you and follow your heart. People's life is only a short 100 years. Don't let yourself regret it."

Ye Qingcheng closed his eyes. The light outside fell in through the arched large glass window. The sun was light gold. When he closed his eyes, the face of Dongfang Shijin would emerge. He stood in the sun and smiled at her. In his vast eyes, he doted on her alone

Ye Qingcheng knew that she would never let go of Dongfang Shijin. Every time she agreed to leave, she couldn't do it every time.

Leaving him would be painful just to think of it.

She knew that it would be difficult for her to breathe without Dongfang Shijin.

Oriental world brocade is the same.

They are together

Ye Qingcheng emptied herself. This huge castle is like a cage made of cold ice. She knows that the cage will melt sooner or later

Dongfang Shijin has done so many things for her, but what about her?

Timid and cowardly.

He would hesitate to give him a home.

Ye Qingcheng opened his eyes, held his slender hand hard, and the ring on his hand was slightly chrome

Dongfang Shijin, should I... Be brave for you once?

Ye Qingcheng finally considered it clearly. When he turned around, in the open hall, a woman was sitting in a wheelchair. Under the arch column of ancient Rome, her dark chestnut curly long hair was scattered on her shoulders. Your face was wrapped with a thick bandage and blurred with blood. Only a pair of black and white eyes were full of blood

Think of a mummy, a mummy resurrected in a coffin

Ye Qingcheng was startled. She didn't recognize who it was for the moment. Her curly dark chestnut iconic long hair and the petticoat she was wearing

Havira.

Ye Qingcheng sensed danger and wanted to bypass it.

"Click -"

Havila didn't know where to press the mechanism. The huge statue of Jesus moved slowly to the side. Under the floor was a huge skylight

The wind roared in.

Ye Qingcheng was surprised. She was only five steps away from there

From the huge hole, you can see the small buildings below, as well as the green grassland and woods