Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

He just gave her a cold look, which made her suddenly cold, but then he stepped forward and entered the villa.

Ye Qingcheng was slightly sluggish.

She turned back to her bedroom and went to the bedside. Her chest suddenly jumped. Would he settle with her? Or just as it didn't happen?

Ye Qingcheng can't estimate. The man's temperament... Is moody at all.

The sound of footsteps downstairs was heard faintly——

"Young master, you are back."

"Young master, are you ready for dinner now? The chef has cooked Chinese food for you today and has brought it to the table."

"Young master, your slippers."

“……”

Ye Qingcheng listened on the door, just like the young master.

"Ka -"

Suddenly, the sound of the key inserted into the door lock suddenly rang. Ye Qingcheng was startled. He had no time to step back and almost hit the man's arms.

"Miss Ye."

The horse frowned. He didn't expect Ye Qingcheng to lie on the door, which startled him.

Ye Qingcheng was a little embarrassed and closed his expression. "Your young master finally figured it out? Do you want to let me go? Or do you want to talk to me about it?"

"The young master wants you to go down for dinner."

"I don't -- Goo Goo..." of course, ye Qingcheng refused with awe inspiring righteousness. As a result, his stomach cried out before he finished his refusal.

The horse immediately made a gesture of invitation.

Miss Ye hasn't eaten for two days. I'm afraid she's too hungry. The young master said for three days, and finally she can't stand it.

Ye Qingcheng was a little angry that his stomach was not good enough, and he was a little angry. "What do you think of me? I've been hungry for two days, and now I'm eating?"

“……”

"Get out!" Ye Qingcheng pushed the horse out, slammed the door and didn't forget to lock it.

"..." the horse was suddenly pushed out by Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng locked the door, put his back against the door, and his chest fluctuated violently.

A kind of anger spread from the bottom of her heart. First she was given the choice of being a lover or servant, and then she was hungry for nearly two days?!

Now I think of her. Give me another sweet jujube?

Is she a pet?

Ye Qingcheng would rather stay hungry than go back to eat the food.

Ye Qingcheng's stomach screamed again. She touched her stomach and went to the table to drink a glass of water. The feeling of hunger was weaker.

The horse knocked on the door again. There was no response, so he had to go downstairs.

Dongfang Shijin sat in his exclusive position, light blue shirt, firm and strong chin line, with some slight stubble.

Those dark eyes are as deep as the Milky Way overlooking from outer space, which makes people's souls sink.

The long dining table in front of me was covered with a pale gold palace style tablecloth, a bright crystal chandelier was opened, and hundreds of silver candlesticks were lit on the table.

Flames leaped and shadows floated on his face.

The silver dinner cover has not been opened yet, reflecting the luxury of light

"Young master... Miss Ye locked the bedroom door and refused to come down for dinner..."

The Oriental world brocade frowned imperceptibly. There were some dark colors in the black eyes like ink.

But... Whenever he thought of these three days, she didn't drop water and didn't eat anything

His heart contracted slightly.

He got up and looked slightly sideways at the servant next to him. There was no emotion in his tone, "the key on the second floor."