Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

She watched the crystal cabinet break away from the base and fall straight to the ground. Inside was a crystal clear jade in the shape of Ganoderma lucidum.

The broken sound is unusually abrupt.

Her hand was pressing on a piece of debris, and bright red immediately secreted from her palm, dazzling red.

The originally quiet air seems to condense at this moment.

The splashed crystal fragments mixed with jade fragments hit her legs and arms

Her eyes were dull, as if she couldn't believe what was happening in front of her.

The surrounding air condensed into huge pieces of ice.

Dongfang Shijin's outstretched hand is like a movie with the stop button pressed——

He wanted to hold her, but he touched her frightened eyes. Xu had just rolled down on the deck without slowing down. He watched Ye Qingcheng's body soften and then fall down

The scarlet eyes with anger scattered the last trace of emotion.

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Pain.

Crushing pain.

This is the only feeling when ye Qingcheng opens his eyes.

Eyelids heavy as if filled with lead, as if supported by toothpicks

The scene in front of us was a dazzling white light, ye Qingcheng's drooping head moved, and the pain was like a ignited fire, which quickly swept through the whole body.

She opened her eyes with difficulty, and the surrounding light was dazzling.

He was being chained to an iron chair. In front of him was an iron railing similar to a prison. Outside the isolation was a walkway and the opposite cell.

In the opposite room, there was a man lying on the ground.

"Bang -"

The sound of bullets whistling, the sea breeze raging, tore her brain.

"Li Chen -"

Her pupils constricted, and her pain spread to her limbs and bones. She wanted to open her mouth, and her throat dried up. It was painful and stinging.

The sound is also broken and extremely ugly.

Li Chen lay there motionless, face down, and the gold wire's thin glasses were thrown by his hand, broken and out of shape.

In particular, his suit was covered with dust, and the collar of his white shirt was splashed with blood.

Ye Qingcheng shook his hands, but his hands were handcuffed behind him. Ye Qingcheng tried to move his chair to the railing, but his feet were not handcuffed.

"Chi -"

"Bang -"

The metal chair crossed the floor with a harsh sound. Ye Qingcheng had moved herself to the railing. She wanted to stretch out her feet. When she moved over, she saw that the distance was not enough.

"Let me... Out..."

Ye Qingcheng's voice was intermittent. As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and uncomfortable, but no one answered at all.

Where am I now? Is it a cell? Is it a prison? Is she in prison?

A series of questions surfaced in Ye Qingcheng's mind

The corridor was so empty that I could only hear the echo of her broken voice

"Wow -"

Ye Qingcheng kicked the railing and was exhausted after a while. He leaned slightly against the wall and the sound of the surging waves was so loud