Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"I like it." his anger dissipated, as if it had just been her illusion, and the arm around her slender waist tightened.

"Gulu -"

The sound came suddenly.

"Not full?"

The handsome eyebrows of Dongfang Shijin frowned, and the black eyes were like invisible hands, tightly grasping Ye Qingcheng's slightly lowered eyebrows and eyes.

Ye Qingcheng really felt so embarrassed

"Why did you just eat a little?"

It's really hard for ordinary people to understand that they didn't eat well when they said they were full.

"I..." Ye Qingcheng, can she say that she has had enough of the same food every day, and now she perfunctorily wants to go back to eat fruit? Anyway, every hour a maid will bring fruit and juice, and she can't be hungry

“……”

Therefore, most of the delicious food belonging to the Oriental world brocade went into Ye Qingcheng's stomach.

After dinner, Dongfang Shijin held her down in the sightseeing elevator. All the bodyguards except Ma Zai are in the nearby sightseeing restaurant.

Ye Qingcheng's eyes were bored. Suddenly, his eyes fell on the hall.

A man in a black suit stood in the hall, surrounded by some consular people.

Especially the red suit and mature intellectual curly hair, Su Qin.

Ye Qingcheng took a breath of air-conditioning.

It seems that they will leave the hall on the first floor for a moment and a half. It is estimated that they are dealing with business.

It is also possible that Lu Yunshen is inspecting.

Lu Yunshen is a well-known strict workaholic president who often visits various departments in person.

It is precisely because of his intentions that Dihao group is booming.

The numbers on the elevator door are beating.

Ye Qingcheng understood that with Lu Yunshen's personality, he read the note. Now this is the case. Lu Yunshen will conflict with him.

Then, Lu Yunshen must suffer.

Not to mention anything else, the man took a group of bodyguards, and all of them were excellent. Lu Yunshen only took his secretary with him.

There are also some staff. At present, they stand high and low.

Ye Qingcheng's brain rotates rapidly.

15. 14, 13... The numbers beat slowly

"I have a stomachache." Ye Qingcheng covered his stomach, pressed his abdomen tightly with his hands, and bowed his waist slightly.

"What's the matter?" Dongfang Shijin didn't expect and almost immediately picked her up.

Her face was a little white, and her hands covered her abdomen tightly.

"Where does it hurt?"

"Belly." Ye Qingcheng knew he was talking nonsense and covered his belly harder.

"There can be no problem with the food."

The horse stood by and made a simple judgment. The young master had no problem eating, not to mention after strict inspection?

"Go to the hospital immediately."

Cold orders.

With that, the big hand should press the emergency button, because the speed of the sightseeing elevator will be relatively slow. The emergency button is to prevent acceleration under special circumstances.

"No, no, no..." Ye Qingcheng took out a hand and pulled his sleeve, his chest popping.

10、9、8……

"What's the matter?" although he asked, there was no doubt that the man's side face was firm.

Eyes indulge in what others can't understand, a touch of worry?

I can't say why, seeing her sudden discomfort, there is a stuffy feeling in her chest?

"I... may be... Every month..." Ye Qingcheng said intermittently.