Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Out of the villa, ye Qingcheng felt a trace of desolation.

The tall trees of Wutong were rattled by the night wind, and the pebbles of their feet were somewhat feet.

"Gulu -"

The stomach cried out.

Ye Qingcheng sucked his nose and didn't know where to go. He could only go straight along the cobblestone road. Fortunately, there were street lamps.

However, after walking for more than ten minutes, the scenery around was almost the same. As soon as I looked back, I couldn't see the villa behind me.

Inevitably a little gloomy.

"Ye Qingcheng -"

In a trance, ye Qingcheng seemed to see a tall man standing under the next lamp.

His body is gray windbreaker and has a familiar smell.

Against the warm light of the street lamp, ye Qingcheng seemed to see him stretch out a hand to her, and the expression on his face was warm.

"Qingcheng, come to me and I'll take you home."

"Take you home."

This is what Lu Jingshen often says, "Qingcheng, I'll take you home when I'm tired."

"Qingcheng, it's getting late. I'll take you home."

Tears suddenly blurred his eyes. Ye Qingcheng looked at the street lamp and whispered, "Lu Jingshen, where are you..."

Ye Qingcheng quickened his pace and seemed to run under the street lamp, but the figure in front of him suddenly faded slowly

Disappear

"Gulu..."

The stomach screamed again.

Ye Qingcheng's tears fell. He took two steps forward and sat on a wooden bench with bushes. He raised his legs and put his knees around him.

So tired, so hungry, so uncomfortable.

Lu Jingshen, I miss you so much, but where are you

Ye Qingcheng buried his face in his knees. Lu Jingshen suddenly occupied his brain. His smile was warm and he could only see one person in his eyes.

"Lu Jingshen, will we have a home in the future?"

"I'll give you whatever kind of home you want. Of course we'll get married in the future."

"Is that ok... I don't want to get married and live with my parents in law... They all look so fierce..."

"Fool, when you get married, of course we live together. When you are old enough to get married, I will give you a small house that belongs to both of us."

"Draw hook..."

Every time ye Qingcheng is wronged, Lu Jingshen is the first person to think of.

Because she had no dependence since she was a child. Except her brother, Lu Jingshen was the only one.

She prefers to tell Lu Jingshen everything.

She has no friends. Lu Jingshen is not only the person she likes, but also friends and even relatives.

But now, Lu Jingshen, where are you.

Ye Qingcheng breathed deeply. Lu Jingshen at the wedding became Lu Yunshen. She couldn't contact Lu Jingshen since then.

Although she was angry, she was more worried.

No matter what happened, as long as Lu Jingshen explained, she would choose to forgive, because no one can replace Lu Jingshen's position in her heart.

Ye Qingcheng got up and went on.

***——***——

"Young master, young master?"

Ma Zi tried to call. Since ye Qingcheng left, Dongfang Shijin has been sitting in front of the computer in his study and looking at the screen.

Monitoring is set inside and outside the villa.

"What's the matter?" the man opened his mouth, his tone was cold and frightening.

Even if he doesn't speak, just sitting here gives people invisible pressure.

"It's eleven o'clock in the evening."

Dongfang Shijin looked at the time at the bottom right of the computer screen.