Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"Young master, where are you now? Yesterday, the doctor told you to stay in bed and rest for a week. You still have a high fever... I'll send a bodyguard to pick you up immediately."

Ye Qingcheng held his cell phone and closed his eyes. His voice was a little dumb. "He's in my house. Come and pick him up."

"..." there was a lag, and then said, "Miss Ye."

I didn't expect that the young master really went to her in the middle of the night... Ma thought that the consciousness of Dongfang Shijin was extremely dissociated. Maybe he suddenly fell into a coma somewhere, but because of the early morning, he only sent people to vigorously search for a few miles near the manor.

After all, it takes nearly 45 minutes from the suburban manor to the villa area almost in the center of the city.

Moreover, Dongfang Shijin is not familiar with the road of s city.

"I'll send a bodyguard right away."

Ye Qingcheng said "well" and hung up the phone. The whole person almost collapsed and leaned on the sofa.

I don't know why, she should love him very much... But she can't bear it.

Maybe her heart is too kind.

Ye Qingcheng dropped his cell phone, got up, rushed a cup of medicine at the table, ate it with a few pills to relieve his headache, and packed his scattered clothes all the way for the horse to pick up.

Inadvertently passing by the window, ye Qingcheng looked down. A black sports car was hit and stuck in the flower bed.

The low white fence is broken and messy.

The roses inside withered

The car's body is a mess of mud marks and scratches

Ye Qingcheng can't imagine how a man with a fever of more than 40 degrees came all the way

Suddenly, the man on the big bed moved and was about to turn over. Ye Qingcheng stood by the window and looked at him with his back to her.

"What are you doing up?" Ye Qingcheng asked, holding his clothes and standing behind him.

The man's action was a meal, and then his handsome face turned around, his body was a little stiff and blurred, "where have you been?"

"Plop, plop, plop -"

“……”

Ye Qingcheng's eyes began to blur in the high fever, but he actually got up... Looking for her?

Ye Qingcheng put down the things in his hand, and suddenly there was an unknown feeling in his heart, like a deer bumping around

Seeing that ye Qingcheng didn't move, his tall body was about to come down and stumbled

Ye Qingcheng can only walk past.

A few meters away, Dongfang Shijin took a long hand and his whole body was unstable. He rolled down on the bed with Ye Qingcheng in his arms

Due to the force of inertia, ye Qingcheng was pressed under him. His body was so tall and strong that he could directly crush her to death, but he subconsciously propped up his arms and left a narrow space without hurting her at all.

Ye Qingcheng's heart hit again!

"Qingcheng..." his chin was deeply buried in her hair, and his voice was a little confused, "don't leave me..."

“……”

"Come back with me."

“……”

"I miss you a little and want you to sleep beside me, but I want to wake up with you when I fall asleep..."

“……”

"And... I don't have a fa Sheng Guan relationship with Babara..."

He seemed to fall asleep, leaning against her shoulder, his voice whispered, and the slightly hard stubble pierced her skin.

He suddenly said such a sentence without thinking.