Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Ye Qingcheng's eyes turned, immediately opened the quilt, got out of bed and ran barefoot to the balcony. The balcony is a semi arched floor window with a small circle of railings outside.

Next to the wall is another suite.

In other words, as long as ye Qingcheng runs to another Suite

Then run all the way to the end of the suite

The suite at the end is connected to the cleaning room. Ye Qingcheng can run out of the room to the cleaning room and change into cleaning clothes.

Dihao's cleaning has always been covered by hats, masks and loose clothes. With these, she can not attract attention.

Thinking so, ye Qingcheng has a lot of spirit.

Ye Qingcheng carefully opened the landing window, which was about 1m away from the railing.

The wind is blowing, the skirt is flying, and the building is tall.

Ye Qingcheng turned his head inadvertently against the wind. In the sky, the vehicles below are an extremely small point.

At least on the 40th floor and above.

If she accidentally falls down, I'm afraid Ye Qingcheng's life will be lost. She turns her head and looks that the distance from the balcony in this room to the balcony next door is less than half a meter.

The balconies are stretched out. There is only half a meter from the guardrail here to the guardrail next door.

You must climb over the guardrail and then jump over the guardrail next door to enter the next room.

She can climb over, but the risk factor is too high. If she doesn't hold it firmly and fall from here, I'm afraid there will be no bones left.

Ye Qingcheng's face turned white, and the bare soles of his feet were slightly cold, even a thin cold sweat.

Standing here, looking at the following are extremely dizzy.

The wind here is very strong. It seems that it can blow her straight

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps at the door. Ye Qingcheng hurriedly opened the French window of the balcony and drilled back again.

Dongfang Shijin opened the door and came in. He glanced at the bed ~ like an eagle. Suddenly, the cold smell spread everywhere.

This damn woman.

"I'm... Here."

Ye Qingcheng naturally saw him and heard the sound of the door opening. She immediately flashed in and saw his face as black as charcoal.

At this time, it's better to confess yourself.

If you can distinguish the situation, you are a hero.

Sure enough, the next second, Dongfang Shijin came to her with steps. Her voice was as cold as ice, "doesn't it hurt?"

Ye Qingcheng also covered his stomach. As soon as the cold wind blew, his face turned white.

She was silent.

Dongfang Shijin picked her up, raised his head and looked behind her. It was a balcony.

His face was not only colder, like a layer of frost, "want to run?"

"I want to jump?" Ye Qingcheng choked. "I want to run, but I'm not stupid."

Dongfang Shijin's face was very ugly. When he came back to see the figure on the bed, his first thought was that the woman ran away again.

On second thought, this is the 46th floor. May the woman have run away?

In this short five seconds, the mind of Dongfang Shijin has gone through various possibilities several times.

She hid. She tried to escape. Did the waiter passing by the corridor pretend to be her

He looked calm and hugged Ye Qingcheng. Ye Qingcheng was also very afraid that he would get angry and throw her on the bed ~.

As a result, although his face was not good, he put Ye Qingcheng down carefully and pulled the quilt to cover her.