Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Mu Enron carried a glass of water, and a smile appeared on his lips. At least... Dongfang Shichuan is no longer as cold as before.

Mu Enron changed her clothes. After washing, she wanted to talk to Dongfang Shichuan later, and then she should go back.

When she went downstairs, Dongfang Shichuan was sitting next to the hall on the first floor. He was holding a newspaper in his hand. It seemed that he was looking at a long table in front of him. The tassel tablecloth hung down, and all kinds of luxurious and exquisite tableware were neatly placed on it.

Mu Enron stood by the handrail of the stairs and was a little stunned. Unexpectedly, Dongfang Shichuan was there.

It was also the place where the dinner party was held last night. Obviously, the hall was not completely cleaned up. Next to it, there were several maids cleaning up the pattern of yesterday - after all, this is only the place where the Oriental family held a large banquet, which shows from the side - Dongfang Shichuan didn't go back yesterday.

"Still standing there? Not ready for breakfast?"

Dongfang Shichuan put down the newspaper and seemed to have seen her standing here long ago. Today is a sunny day for men. Dongfang Shichuan changed his clothes, because there is no wardrobe he often wears here, only a casual home clothes, a light blue V-neck and a light gray casual pants.

The sun was shining on him, and there was no cold ice on Dongfang Shichuan's face.

Mu Enron didn't respond, but her foot movements had preceded her brain's thinking. She subconsciously went downstairs and walked to the table. Only then did she see that the breakfast on the table was not as rich as words.

There are three-tier shelves, exquisite golden carvings, on which there are more than a dozen sandwiches of different flavors, hot milk, hot chocolate, hot orange juice and so on.

"I don't know your taste. People are ready."

Dongfang Shichuan's wheelchair passed, the sun crossed on him, and his dark chestnut hair seemed to be hazy with a faint halo.

Mu Enron wore a pair of sweatpants + sweatshirt, because he couldn't find other clothes, so he couldn't go out in yesterday's dress.

She just washed her face, the simplest plain face, without even make-up.

I didn't expect Dongfang Shichuan to be here.

Mu Enron took a knife and fork, and Dongfang Shichuan seemed as if nothing had happened. The servants cut the food in front of them.

"What's the plan for today?"

Just when Mu Enron was ready to act as if nothing had happened, Dongfang Shichuan opened his mouth faintly.

Mu Enron stopped eating. He didn't expect Dongfang Shichuan to talk to her again.

His head dropped again. He just wanted to eat quickly and leave.

After all, it doesn't even paint foundation.

"No arrangement... Just want to go home and have a rest. I want to go to the library tomorrow. I have a paper to hand in recently."

Mu Enron said, but there was a small cold sweat in the palm of his hand.

Dongfang Shichuan answered faintly, as if he had just asked.

Mu Enron held his knife and fork and paused slightly. His heart beat very fast.

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