Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Dongfang Shijin stood there, in the hazy and fuzzy fog, it seemed that ye Qingcheng was standing there, her long hair was scattered, she smiled slightly, her face was flexible and beautiful

Ye Qingcheng, Qingcheng

If he can't find Ye Qingcheng this time

Dongfang Shijin closed his eyes and looked a little abnormal pale.

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Five days later.

The large bedroom surrounded by carved columns in ancient Rome, with pure black window screens floating and black log bed columns, the whole room shows an abnormal gloom.

The dark blue glass carving cup on the bedside table is filled with pure black roses.

On the big bed, a woman is sleeping. Her white lace bubble sleeved nightdress, her hands folded in her lower abdomen, is elegant and quiet.

Her lips were pale and her face was pale. The whole person was an abnormal malaise.

But her beauty was soul stirring, her long dark hair had a slight chestnut halo.

Time shakes. Ye Qingcheng is in a dream. There is white fog in the dream. She can't see anything. There is a woman wearing a long black yarn skirt. Her figure is clear in the blurred light.

Her long black hair fluttered, and her head was covered with a crown of broken diamonds.

Her chin was in an elegant and cool arc.

She stood there, high above, like a goblin born in an evil black rose

Ye Qingcheng felt the invisible oppression and couldn't breathe. Thin sweat poured out on his forehead

"Go and call an adult --!"

The servant kneeling on the ground kept looking at her and found her lips moving slightly. He immediately got up and ordered the servant behind him

Fifteen minutes later, the room was full of doctors.

The tall man came in. He was in a golden brown Royal swallow tail uniform, with the open placket embroidered with gold. His dark chestnut long hair was very conspicuous.

His face is white and ugly. His long and narrow peach eyes are somewhat cold. With dark brown pupils and high bridge of nose, he is a typical demon Western man.

"Is she awake?"

His voice was deep and pleasant.

"My Lord, yes, there are signs of awakening."

The doctors finished the examination one by one and reported the conclusion respectfully.

The man sat down on the imperial concubine's couch, and the doctors carried out the next round of examination.

Lying on the big bed, ye Qingcheng noticed that someone was wiping his sweat, a cold towel, and the pain all over his body was broken and faint

She slowly opened her eyes, strange room pattern

For a moment, did ye Qingcheng think he had come to Lucifer?

Her lips are pale and there are many wounds on her body. When Hao Weila pushed her down, ye Qingcheng was lucky. Because there are many shrubs below, she fell from such a high place and the whole person was hurt a lot

But I don't know why? But the wounds have scabbed. There is only faint pain. Maybe only Lucifer can do it. He always has inexplicable ointment

Ye Qingcheng's eyelashes trembled. I don't know how long time has passed. She's tired

Slightly turned his head, but he saw the man sitting on the imperial concubine's couch next to him, with slightly long middle hair and the face of a demon

Not Lucifer??

Ye Qingcheng suddenly woke up. Where is this?