Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

He strode over, every step was like the call of hell.

Violent and violent, like Satan.

Fear seemed to float in the air.

A big hand suddenly grabbed Ye Qingcheng's waving arm, and the sudden pain reduced Ye Qingcheng's struggling range.

The wrist seemed to be broken by life.

Ye Qingcheng was angry and stared at the terrible black face in front of her. The pain made her face white.

"Want to die?" he gnashed his teeth and endured the impulse to throw the woman out of the window.

Ye Qingcheng stared at him and said, "yes, you have the ability to strangle me now. Come on, it's meaningless for you to imprison me like this!"

The Oriental world brocade coldly lifted the corners of its lips, and its smile was like a big wave in a storm, enough to destroy everything!

He really wants to strangle this woman!

"Want to die? It's not so easy -" his voice was as cold as ice. Then he pressed her under his body and tore her skirt violently. "I'll make your life worse than death!"

The smile on his lips was cruel and bloodthirsty, which suddenly frightened Ye Qingcheng from the bottom of his heart.

Realizing what he wanted to do, ye Qingcheng fought desperately, but as a woman, how could she break away from a strong man like Dongfang Shijin?

Ye Qingcheng would rather die than surrender!

Huh? Rape?!

Dongfang Shijin saw her with hate and stubborn eyes, and more fierce anger rushed up.

Make him want to have her right away!

Just as he was about to take off her last clothes, the horse knocked on the door, "young master, the medicine is fried. Can you bring it in now?"

In vain, I don't know what kind of wind and rain happened inside.

This knock reminded Dongfang Shijin. He suddenly stopped his next action and quickly pulled the quilt over Ye Qingcheng.

He put on the gray Nightgown that he had left on the side of the bed. With a reply, the horse came in with a tray.

The strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine spread in the room.

The horse saw the broken glass on the ground and the mess in the room. He guessed roughly what had happened, so he put down his things and withdrew.

Dongfang Shijin saw Ye Qingcheng's deeper disgust and stubbornness.

"Give me the medicine!"

Dongfang Shijin ordered coldly. Ye Qingcheng turned a deaf ear and simply lay down again and covered himself with a quilt.

This move undoubtedly annoyed Dongfang Shijin. When he opened the quilt, ye Qingcheng's hair was messy and curled up inside.

Dongfang Shijin dragged her up and put a backrest behind her.

Her eyes were red. It seemed that tears would surge out in the next second.

But she bit her lower lip tightly and tried hard to hold back her tears.

She did nothing wrong, but why did she encounter these things?

Dongfang Shijin saw her red eyes like rabbits, and her heart seemed to be hit by something.

"Drink the medicine." his tone softened a little.

But ye Qingcheng, sitting on the bed, still didn't respond. When Dongfang Shijin asked for the second time, his patience had been reduced a lot.

She raised her lips sarcastically, "don't you want to strangle me?"

Didn't you just ravage her, tear up her clothes and want to rape her? Why pretend now?

FALSE! turn one's stomach!

Ye Qingcheng's eyes seemed to see something disgusting.

Dongfang Shijin's anger, which was hard to suppress, seemed to run away in the next second.