Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

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

"Presumably, he will imprison you, and he will not fall in love with you. You may only be his plaything, imprison... Do you want it?"

Lucifer was like a poisonous snake spitting a letter, slowly coaxing and approaching lightly.

Dongfang shijinsen's cold eyes just stared at Ye Qingcheng. The expression on his face was as cold as an melting iceberg, and there was a kind of sinister killing all over his body.

Her choice will make his heart seem to lift up.

All along, how eager Ye Qingcheng is for freedom?

If she chose Lucifer, then she had freedom, what she longed for most. She ran away from him countless times and just wanted freedom.

If he chose Lucifer, endless wealth, she could pay back the debt

At that time, what will be the relationship between them?

Can he still take it?

Dongfang Shijin stared at Ye Qingcheng for only a few seconds. His heart was like a movie. His heart was almost bleeding!

It turns out that when she really wants to make a choice, even if it's only a few seconds, she seems to have staged a movie alone.

If you are really passionate about a person, her every second, every action, even if it is casual, will let you guide and perform a lengthy drama alone in your heart.

In this emotional competition, Dongfang Shijin lost completely.

Even if he told himself many times that he was not interested, he wouldn't, but?

"Don't worry... He can't hurt me. I'll protect you and take care of you carefully."

“……”

"It may not be easy to be with him. He imprisoned you. I know you want freedom. You want your own life..."

Lucifer slowly approached Ye Qingcheng without trace, and his eyes were a little attached.

"I choose him."

Ye Qingcheng looked at the brown eyes coldly and pulled out his hand. He didn't use much strength to keep it.

Ye Qingcheng pulled it out easily.

There was a thin cold sweat in the palm of his hand.

"Freedom? Yes, freedom is what I always wanted, but I would rather be imprisoned by him than with you."

Ye Qingcheng's cold pupils are clear, stubborn and unwavering.

"..." Lucifer's lips rose slightly, as if he was appreciating her expression now.

For a moment, the heart of the Oriental world brocade seemed to fall back to the chest for a moment, and there was a faint warm current in the heart.

His eyes looked at Ye Qingcheng deeply.

Ye Qingcheng turned coldly, only 3 meters away from Dongfang Shijin. Seeing him staring at her, her heart suddenly felt a sense of security when the dust settled.

The familiar smell of tobacco seemed to hang over the tip of his nose.

Ye Qingcheng looked at Dongfang Shijin with warm eyes, as if the lost child had finally returned home.

Ye Qingcheng may be able to guess that Lucifer has the same power as Dongfang Shijin. Otherwise, she has never seen Dongfang Shijin hesitate to "do it". It must be because this man's identity is special, at least similar to the power of Dongfang Shijin.

Ye Qingcheng doesn't doubt that Lucifer can protect her.