Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"Wait and see," said Ye Qingcheng, not embarrassed by his words. "If you lose, promise me a request."

"What are your requirements?"

"When you get through this hour, we'll tell you."

Ye Qingcheng has figured out the countermeasures.

If he can bear it for an hour, ye Qingcheng will admit it.

If he can't stand it for an hour, it doesn't hurt.

Anyway... Whether he can endure for an hour has little to do with Ye Qingcheng——

A clear plan has been gradually generated in Ye Qingcheng's mind.

She must have full confidence.

She can never admit it.

Dongfang Shijin narrowed his eyes and looked at the candlelight, which blurred the smile on Ye Qingcheng's lips.

The girl hall is separated from the separate wing room, but the distance is only a few meters. When the door of the girl hall is opened, a long corridor is connected on the other side.

The dark red rabbit velvet carpet is soft and comfortable to step on. Abstract oil paintings are hung on the walls on both sides, with different sizes and scattered distribution.

There are light golden doors on both sides, and the number is written on the top of the door.

At a glance, the corridor seemed endless.

Insert the card to open the door, and the furnishings inside are extremely simple but luxurious.

Ye Qingcheng turned on the light switch on the wall in the dark. Dongfang Shijin immediately came in, and the horse and bodyguards behind him seemed to follow.

"They will come in and enjoy the program I prepared for you?"

"What program?"

"S-e-x," the red lips almost stick to his ears, charming and sexy, "aren't you possessive... Do you want your bodyguards to watch my wonderful program..."

Ye Qingcheng suddenly turned around, and the low dark light was plated on her. She took a few steps back, and her body was close to him, through the narrow frame of the door and wall.

The eyes are ambiguous and charming.

Like a sea demon that charms and bewitches the past crew at sea

Ye Qingcheng just slightly stirred up the corners of her lips. Sure enough, she saw his gradually deep eyes. She turned around, lifted her skirt and walked forward again.

As soon as the figure of Dongfang Shijin stopped, he turned and ordered the horse. The horse nodded slightly and led a group of bodyguards to withdraw.

Ye Qingcheng was satisfied and looked around the living room.

The transparent glass tea table and the wooden soft couch beside it are covered with a layer of tiger skin blanket, just like the resting place of ancient emperors.

But it is also mixed with many modern designs, such as carved Angel walls, warm orange soft low luxury MEDIEVAL SILVER chandeliers.

The eastern and Western designs are soft and harmonious.

The only difference from a normal room is——

Two iron chains hung down from the wall of the hall. The upper end of the iron chain was welded on the ceiling and the lower end was a pair of pure steel handcuffs.

Most of the wall near the window is occupied by a large welded iron frame. The design of the iron frame is complex, with a human position in the middle and handcuffs on both sides.

Ye Qingcheng came in and pulled the iron chains and handcuffs hanging from the ceiling. They were very strong and couldn't pull a penny at all.

The iron frame welded on the wall is extremely strong. If you want to open it with force, you must remove the wall.

Ye Qingcheng walked slowly. In the front position, a chair was placed above.