Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

He pinched her chin with great strength. Her chin was a little white. Her facial features were so beautiful. Unfortunately, his eyes were cold and disgusted.

"Yes, it should have been a capital crime," he said faintly. His strength suddenly decreased. His thumb rubbed her chin. Ye Qingcheng quickly turned away with disgust.

He tried again, "but for me, I can't bear it."

There is a soft and infatuation in his eyes, which makes people think how much he loves Ye Qingcheng

Ye Qingcheng almost took it seriously.

"Capital punishment is not my favorite way. I think," he seems to be thinking about these things, "life is better than death, so you can experience what punishment is..."

Ye Qingcheng pursed her lips and said nothing, but her eyes were cold and hateful.

"You are not human at all. You can only deal with me in the way of beasts," Ye Qingcheng said sarcastically. "How can I measure you with human thinking?"

Her lips were tinged with red.

The irony aroused was not concealed at all.

For a moment, it hurt the Oriental world brocade.

I still remember a few days ago, she was like a goblin, with a red dress with suspenders, clear eyes and a long and elegant curve of her neck.

Then it was her escape.

She escaped cunningly and cleverly.

The heart of Dongfang Shijin was dull pain, like a thunder, which hit him hard.

The pain was so dull that he couldn't breathe.

He released his hand in disgust, and ye Qingcheng's chin was burning.

He did not drag her upstairs like a beast and then humiliate her cruelly in bed.

Ye Qingcheng's hair was a little messy. He looked at his slender legs walking upstairs and didn't carry her up.

I didn't even mention her.

For a moment, ye Qingcheng felt that his strength seemed to be exhausted and sat in a chair. Now, what's the situation?

She wanted to leave, but there was no way.

The dog hole has long been blocked. The door needs his consent. The only back door is to the sea. There is no ferry and there is no way to leave.

The maid came over with the dining car and began to clean the dishes on the table.

The candle danced and reflected her shadow on the ivory wall, stretching and jumping.

Ye Qingcheng stood up, dizzy for a moment in his head, immediately stabilized himself, and stepped on the trace of red wine.

Her expression was numb and she went upstairs. Sure enough, his running dogs were still guarding in front of the study.

Ye Qingcheng walked around coldly and returned to the bedroom. Just now he took a shower, and the door was suddenly opened.

Ye Qingcheng was startled and subconsciously wrapped herself in a bath towel. The fog in the bathroom was dense. She stood in front of the mirror and touched a bottle of shower gel for self-defense.

Her heart was pounding. She didn't know what it was? At this moment, she just felt like a desperate prey. He could threaten her and invade her at any time, effortlessly.

She can only protect herself.

"Miss ye, are you in the bathroom?"

Unexpectedly, it was the voice of a maid, not the man, but ye Qingcheng walked to the door and repeatedly determined that there was only a maid in the room.

Ye Qingcheng came out with his hair still wet.

After coming out, ye Qingcheng was stunned when he saw the scene. He looked at the bed - with two sets of clothes on it——