Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Maybe just then, when she came up and saw Lu Jingshen absent, there was a sigh of relief in her heart that she hadn't noticed.

She was afraid.

Afraid to see him when she hasn't figured out how to speak.

Afraid that her strength will collapse in front of him, even for a moment, as long as he is there, he can easily defeat her strength.

How the hell is she going to talk?

All along, ye Qingcheng felt that it didn't matter. He met Lu Jingshen and explained again.

As a result, for such a moment, she thought he was back, and her first emotion was that she didn't know what to do.

I don't know how to speak, and I even want to never speak about the purgatory like month in the world.

She had sex with another man after her wedding to his brother.

And not just once, but many times, many times

She knows that if she doesn't confess to Lu Jingshen, it is her concealment. She is not loyal to her feelings. There are no white lies in her feelings. It's just a high sounding excuse for her bad intentions, so that everyone can feel at ease.

If you confess to Lu Jingshen, there is a great chance that he will choose to forgive. Ye Qingcheng knows him and is so stubborn and paranoid that she drives her crazy.

How unfair is it to him?

Ye Qingcheng curled up and held his knees tightly. Suddenly, he felt cold all over his body, which was bone cold

She really wants to escape

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The dark room was quiet, and the dark gray curtains were down, obscuring the light outside the villa.

Several doctors were busy in the room. The temperature in the room made people sweat.

The dark red bed curtain was put down, and the tall and straight man was lying on the bed. The black bangs were soaked with sweat, and there were spots of blood on his shirt.

The doctor carefully cut his shirt with scissors. The chest was strong and wild, with symmetrical muscles, but with many scars.

“……”

He fell into a coma, his thin lips dried up, and his mouth seemed to whisper something.

The green tendons of the clenched hands are raised. Even in a coma, there is an invisible oppression.

"How's it going?"

Ma Zai stood aside, feeling a little anxious. He was in the hall of the ferry before——

"Sir, is this lady your partner? According to the regulations, she accidentally broke the jade auctioned tonight and needs to pay in full..."

"It's his girlfriend."

The cold line of sight looked at the door, and two bodyguards were dragging Li Chen, who had fallen into a coma, into the hall.

"OK, I'm sorry to bother you, sir."

Dongfang Shijin looked coldly at Ye Qingcheng and Li Chen being lifted up by the staff behind, "shut them into the cell on the second floor of the basement and dispose of them at dawn tomorrow."

“……”

The horse looked at the Oriental world brocade. The blood in the black pupil was congested and cold.

He knew that the young master was probably cold.