Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Finally, ye Qingcheng clenched his hand and got out of bed lightly. He couldn't stand the call of delicious food

The brightly colored roast chicken and the roast meat in the exquisite porcelain plate

There are so many dishes. It's not too much for her to eat a chicken leg, is it?

Who asked him to put these meals in front of a man who had been hungry for two days

And with so many meals here, it's not a big thing to have a chicken leg

No wonder she.

Ye Qingcheng comforted himself a few words. He twisted a chicken leg and wanted to solve the problem quickly.

Who knows——

The chicken leg was just put into his mouth, and the door of the bedroom opened at this time

Ye Qingcheng was about to bite the chicken leg.

Ye Qingcheng will never know. He has been at the door to see how long she can insist on being a "gentleman".

“……”

Ye Qingcheng was a little embarrassed, holding a chicken leg in his hand. Dongfang Shijin came over with a cool breath and sat on the sofa opposite her.

"Don't just stand there and eat when you're hungry," he said, sitting there like a picture. He personally picked up a spoon and put a small bowl of fish soup next to it.

Ye Qingcheng's movements paused, and her stomach was very hungry, especially the chicken leg in her mouth, which had aroused her appetite.

"I'll take it up and have a look. The chicken leg is very beautiful."

When ye Qingcheng said this, his heart was dripping blood, and he was very weak.

As the saying goes, the chicken leg at the mouth flew away.

"It's stained with your saliva," Dongfang Shijin glanced at her, holding vegetable soup, "come and have dinner."

“……”

She was not reserved, and was about to go and sit down. He slightly stretched out his hand and sat her in his arms.

Ye Qingcheng did not resist. He sat down and began to solve the chicken leg in his hand.

Perhaps because I haven't eaten for two days, roast chicken has become a delicious food in the world

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you." Dongfang Shijin held her in her arms. She seemed to lose some weight without eating for days.

His big hand lifted her hair. She was like a hungry little animal, devouring without paying any attention to her image.

He looked down and saw her * * * * on the outer skin, with some slight traces.

The scene of her rolling down the slope suddenly came to mind, and her chest was distressed.

"Does it still hurt?" he hugged her and tidied her slightly messy hair.

He didn't talk to her well for so many days... He couldn't help it at last.

See the scars on her body, and the small shape shrunk into a ball

No matter how hard his heart is, it has softened at this moment

Ye Qingcheng finished the drumstick, sucked his finger, and took the other drumstick with his hand. "Fortunately, it didn't hurt much."

It should be said that she also applied ointment these days, but after all, she didn't eat, and the wound healed slowly.

Moreover, most of them had EXTRADERMAL injuries when they rolled down from that slope, and there were only a few severe green marks on their bodies.

"Cough..." Ye Qingcheng suddenly choked on the meat, coughed violently, and patted his chest with one hand.

Dongfang Shijin picked up the fish soup next to him and frowned slightly, "what are you doing in such a hurry? These are yours."

"..." Ye Qingcheng drank all the mouthfuls he took, and then he felt that the feeling of choking went on.