Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"It's OK not to get on the bus. It's a 45 minute walk from the exit," he didn't answer Ye Qingcheng's question. His eyes slowly fell on Ye Qingcheng's * * * * feet. "These feet are so beautiful and scarred that they don't look good."

It was difficult for ye Qingcheng to keep her reason. She took a deep breath. She didn't have shoes, and it didn't look like a bright road here. She didn't know what she would encounter. What's more, her suspender skirt was wrinkled and messy, and it was unsafe to go out.

She pursed her lips slightly, and ye Qingcheng got on the bus.

Although this feeling is not good, being locked in and trying hard to come out, the result is a calculation.

The sports car started smoothly and drove forward.

Ye Qingcheng sat silently in the back seat. The two people in front were like lovers in love, although they looked very strange.

Do these two people have anything to do with the man?

After saving her, aren't you afraid to be caught by the man?

Or are they familiar?

So, where are they going next?

Send her back?

No, no, she didn't come out easily.

Ye Qingcheng sat there and kept thinking. Finally, he found a suitable opportunity and began to speak.

"Where is this going?"

"If I could tell you, I would have told you when you got on the bus."

"If you can send me home, I can give you a generous reward," Ye Qingcheng said without reducing his momentum, "or send me to the door of my fiance's manor. He doesn't like strangers."

"That's what I mean."

Ye Qingcheng's face suddenly turned white. Send her back?

"My fiance will be my husband sooner or later." Dongfang Shikai's eyes flashed a touch of interest, "besides, he can give us more generous remuneration."

Ye Qingcheng's performance just now naturally took it into his eyes.

In the front mirror, ye Qingcheng looked at those dark green eyes.

The heart suddenly contracted.

"Why, your reaction doesn't seem to want to go back?"

"No," Ye Qingcheng suddenly felt that his air was drained. "I have some contradictions with him recently, which have not been solved for the time being. And maybe I think... Take me to the mall in the city center and I'll choose some gifts for him."

No, you can't go back.

Ye Qingcheng doesn't know what the origin and who the two people in front of him are, but ye Qingcheng knows one thing now. They know the man.

"There is no shortage of gifts around him. I think you are the best gift."

"Stop," Ye Qingcheng's face was slightly unnatural, "stop now."

The two men smiled low and ignored it at all.

Ye Qingcheng looked out of the window. There was a large area of fragrant grass outside. Ye Qingcheng didn't know where it was.

It seems that there are many places in s city that ye Qingcheng has never set foot in.

The sports car drove slowly. The two men were talking about something, but they were all in English. Ye Qingcheng didn't want to listen.

Suddenly, ye Qingcheng opened the door and threw himself out

The body rolled down heavily. There were slopes on both sides of the road, full of dense grass, but there were also sparse shrubs.

Ye Qingcheng felt that his whole body was like falling apart, overwhelming all parts of his body.

The skin kept being scratched by all kinds of grass, and the body kept rolling and suddenly hit a bush.