Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Ye Qingcheng's stomach seemed to be surging, and her head could not sleep. She fiercely pushed away her arm imprisoned on her waist and almost staggered to the bathroom for a shower.

The water in the shower was warm. Ye Qingcheng scrubbed his skin hard, and suddenly fell into an unprecedented confusion.

It's like she's walking in a fog. There's white fog around her... She can't even see a road!

This feeling is really terrible!

Does... Does she have feelings for him?

Ye Qingcheng desperately denied that she could be that kind of woman. Because she was imprisoned by him for a month, she could easily fall because of his sometimes gentle

Moreover, how could she completely forget her feelings with Lu Jingshen for almost more than ten years just because of one month's entanglement?

Because she was born cheap

But this feeling... Goes far beyond this special feeling

Without him, she couldn't stop being empty and her heart was always empty

If she had no feelings for him, why did her heart hurt so much for a moment when she heard the man say [that gentleman has nothing to do with you] on the ferry day

I don't know how long I washed in the bathroom. Ye Qingcheng pulled a bath towel and wrapped himself. When he came out, a big bed was almost occupied by his tall body.

He held her quilt tightly in his arms.

Maybe she used the quilt as her body.

It was already white outside. Ye Qingcheng looked at the clock and it was almost five o'clock in the morning.

His handsome face was a little messy. The bandage on his wrist was stained with a little blood. I don't know when the wound cracked.

His eye sockets are so deep, his eyelashes are slender and thick like a doll, especially the high bridge of his nose and thin lips

The lines of the face are slightly softer.

His facial features, every part of him, are like God's elaborate carving.

Ye Qingcheng was wrapped in a bath towel, and his face was extremely abnormal red.

Ye Qingcheng clenched his bath towel tightly, walked around the other trousers casually thrown on the ground, took out his pocket, and sure enough, there was a mobile phone in it.

Ye Qingcheng presses the power on button, and there is a [99 +] missed call from a string of numbers on it.

Almost without thinking, she can also know that it's the call from the horse. Ye Qingcheng's finger crossed the screen to call him and ask him to carry their young master away

Delicate fingers are suspended on the screen and can't be pressed for a long time

He has a high fever. If she lets go, maybe he will become a fool and his life may be in danger

After that, he couldn't break into her life wantonly

She can be completely relieved

She won't be upset anymore

Just when ye Qingcheng was about to turn off his mobile phone and throw it away, the mobile phone vibrated violently. Ye Qingcheng came back to his mind and subconsciously looked at the screen. It was still the string of numbers

She still pressed answer.