Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

He suddenly stopped his wheelchair and stared at Mu Enron with deep eyes. Mu Enron simply woke herself up with alcohol. Her mouth moved slightly and kept talking to Dongfang Shichuan.

Dongfang Shichuan wanted her to roll down, but the words of anger were blocked.

He was not angry with her.

The night is beautiful tonight. Soothing music is playing in the hall. Mu Enron can't hear anything. She doesn't know where she came from

I only remember that one night, although Dongfang Shichuan's face didn't change at all, his eyes softened slightly

Is it the illusion of Mu Enron?

The people around cast strange eyes. They were really attractive in the middle of the dance floor. A man in a wheelchair sat safely in the space of his wheelchair

She smiled as if she couldn't see others. Her smile was bright and warm

Some people watch good plays, some are shocked, some are envious, and envy the girl's great courage

It is said that Dongfang Shichuan is cold and cold, and this time, for this girl

I'm afraid a passer-by can feel anything?

Mu Enron's wine is hazy. It is clear that Dongfang Shichuan is the protagonist in the hall tonight

His facial features are so beautiful in the light, and his eyes are so deep

Mu Enron suddenly approached slightly. A pair of clear eyes looked at him. Dongfang Shichuan's sight had been on her face. It was very strange. It was so busy tonight. He seemed to hear nothing. He could only see Mu Enron smiling.

She should be very happy tonight. She kept talking about what she had seen and heard in France. The trivial things in her life were very boring, but he was listening very seriously.

Just like in those days, she kept chattering, and he just sat there and was her most loyal audience.

In a trance, Dongfang Shichuan seemed to see that Mu Enron was a noisy sparrow a few years ago. She had to talk about every little thing, but her noise was only in front of him.

Later, maybe he was too cold. Mu Enron was finally quiet. She became quiet and introverted

How long was it before Dongfang Shichuan saw Mu Enron, who was so carefree and happy again?

"Oriental Shichuan," Mu Enron stared into his eyes. The faint taste of tequila and the aroma of Gardenia in her hair were mixed, like this dreamy and unreal midnight.

"Huh?"

Dongfang Shichuan's cold voice softened slightly. He looked at Mu Enron's face and felt that the surrounding scenes lost color at this moment.

"Do you know a little secret?" Mu Enron pretended to be mysterious and approached Dongfang Shichuan. She sat beside him, took a glass of whisky from the next table and shook it in her hand, with a faint smile on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

"What?"

"Just..." Mu Enron shook her glass and drank the whisky. Some bitter wine spread in her mouth. She raised her eyes and looked at Dongfang Shichuan, "that's right. I like you for many years."

“……”

It shouldn't be a secret.

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