Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Separated by a thin shirt, ye Qingcheng can still feel his strong muscle lines.

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The footsteps of a group of people still have the aftersound of tail dragging in the wet channel.

A wisp of misty light was faint in the nearby machine. Ye Qingcheng put his arm around his neck and put his chin on his shoulder.

Out of the hole, the stone gate was blown to pieces. Only the frame can vaguely see some broken carvings.

The air outside seemed to be covered with a layer of fog and gray. Several personnel in explosion-proof clothes were still cleaning the scene.

A line of Bentley cars stopped not far away and ran straight over the lawn.

Ma Zai walks in front and opens the door for Dongfang Shijin.

He stooped slightly and put Ye Qingcheng on the ground.

Ye Qingcheng obediently sat in the car. The air in the car was warm. For a moment, she didn't adapt and sneezed wildly.

The horse watched his young master sit in and hit the partition in his eyes.

After Dongfang Shijin sat in, the atmosphere in the car really dropped a lot. He was like a mobile super cold storage. It was cold wherever he went.

And this high cold invisible pressure can really force embarrassing cancer.

"Thank you..." Ye Qingcheng muttered. Thank you for coming to me? Thank you for your coat? Thank you for carrying me?

Cold eyes looked at Ye Qingcheng. The lines of his chin and side face were tight, which seemed to show a kind of low pressure.

"..." Ye Qingcheng's words suddenly condensed.

"I want to thank you with your body," the cold eyes of Dongfang Shijin seem to have a forbearance of anger, "this truth has been known since the first day you met me."

"..." Ye Qingcheng replied quickly, "I won't thank you."

"...." the atmosphere of domineering aggression suddenly approached. Before ye Qingcheng could react, his pincers fingers pinched her chin and forced her to look directly into his jumping angry eyes!

"Why are you..." Ye Qingcheng's chin was pinched by him. She didn't know why Dongfang Shijin was angry again?

"What are you doing?" Dongfang Shijin looked at her coldly and watched her break his fingers. The sweet sound of the fire silver bracelet on her wrist was so harsh, "what did he do to you?"

"Nothing..." Ye Qingcheng couldn't break his iron like imprisonment and frowned slightly, "you hurt me!"

“……”

"I'm in pain!"

He drew back a little, but he still carried her delicate chin.

"I didn't promise him anything..." I don't know why, ye Qingcheng suddenly began to explain, and some anxious, "he forced me, and I was clearly tied by him..."

"Can the bracelet be worn on your hand when you resist?"

At the sight of the bracelet, the pupils of Dongfang Shijin are a little red. It belongs to another man, and the bracelet is of great significance!

At the thought that ye Qingcheng had just been pulled by Lucifer and was still wearing Lucifer's bracelet, his heart became inexplicably manic.

"... I can't answer that," Ye Qingcheng looked at him straightly, feeling a little wronged and blocked in his heart. "I don't want to be with him. I chose you."

"How did you meet?"

Dongfang Shijin's forced eyes grabbed her.

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