Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Dongfang Shijin looked at Lucifer coldly and killed him.

"I'm sorry," Lucifer took Ye Qingcheng's hand and shook it slightly. The silver bracelet sent out a dark light, "fire silver, you can only take it off if you give birth to an heir or die."

“……”

"I believe that with such a beautiful woman, we will have the best children in the world."

Lucifer gently raised his lips. It seemed that he didn't care about the cold eyes of the Oriental world brocade that could kill people directly.

Ye Qingcheng was so clenched by him, holding her hand tightly. She was in pain, "shut up, I won't promise you... I can't have children with you! It's clear that you're forcing me! Forcibly pull me into your car!"

The tense atmosphere between the two sides just now made Ye Qingcheng not slow down for a moment. Now, in just a few minutes, she has changed from fear to calm

Maybe it's because... Dongfang Shijin is here to save her

Ye Qingcheng shook his imprisoned wrist and tried to struggle to open it.

"In a minute, if you don't let go, I'll let you die here and meet your parents."

Dongfang Shijin's patience is about to reach its limit.

His dark pupils seemed to have been stained with blood.

"Why don't we ask the lady's opinion?" Lucifer turned his head and looked at Ye Qingcheng, whose face was slightly white because of fright and the cold air. "Who do you want to go with?"

"I'll go with him!"

Ye Qingcheng is very firm. She will never be with Lucifer, never!

"If you go with me, I will give you freedom. You are free, casual and do whatever you like... Maybe you can use your beauty to choose to be my wife, money, jewelry, love and freedom..."

Lucifer turned a deaf ear to Ye Qingcheng's determination.

His brown pupils were like two deep whirlpools, in which the candles of the long-standing lamp jumped, and ye Qingcheng's face was deeply reflected.

The air was so quiet that Lucifer could hear his heart beating.

Can smell that kind of fragrance, if there is no fragrance, belongs to a woman, belongs to a completely strange woman.

He seemed to feel the softness of the little hand he held, and a thin layer of sweat poured out of her palm.

Let him have a strange feeling. I think he wants to hold it tightly.

Lucifer was much taller than her. He bowed his head, the lines of his face were fluent, his facial features were a little flirtatious, and there was a touch of alienated dignity.

Especially his eyes, long and narrow peach eyes, but with the depth of the West.

The thick eyelashes are like a PU fan.

Every inch of his skin is flawless, which makes women jealous of delicacy.

His dark brown eyes reflected her.

What a wonderful life should freedom, love and wealth be combined?

If put in the past, ye Qingcheng may choose. After all, what she wants is freedom. Wealth doesn't matter. As long as she has freedom, love won't be far away.

If in the past, how much temptation, confusion and force was freedom?

In particular, Dongfang Shijin almost imprisoned her, like a canary in a cage, with no freedom.

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