Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

At that time, Lu Jingshen was stepping on the family special scaffold with a palette in his hand. The pigment box and the washing bucket for washing pens under his feet splashed a lot of pigment on the ivory floor of shopping.

And his shirt was stained with paint.

Li Ma immediately carried her own cleaning tools. Lu Jingshen adjusted the color and was carefully depicting the pencil outline of her hair with dark brown paint.

"Sir, is this your sweetheart?" Li Ma looked at Lu Jingshen's great investment, so she couldn't help asking softly, and was afraid to disturb him.

"It's my favorite woman," Lu Jingshen said faintly. He flashed Ye Qingcheng's face in his mind. He dipped a very thin oil painting pen in dark brown paint. "I owe her a proposal. I wanted to surprise her, but it was delayed because of me."

"This young lady is really happy," said Li Ma, raising her head slightly. Although the woman on the canvas only used a pencil to outline her gently, she was also extremely beautiful.

The face is slightly charming and lazy.

"It's so beautiful." Mama Li couldn't help praising it.

"..." Lu Jingshen's faint smile on the corner of his lips always flashed in front of him. Ye Qingcheng smiled at him against the sun. Her white train was slightly turned up by the breeze, and the pink cherry petals in the school were like flower rain

"She is the most beautiful woman in the world."

Lu Jingshen's mind carefully outlines the appearance of Ye Qingcheng in her memory. She is always indifferent. She looks elegant like a white swan, but when she is with him, she takes off all her precautions.

The flowers in the community are in full bloom. The breeze is blowing gently, the leaves outside are shaking, and the pleasant sound

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After the car stopped, ye Qingcheng was almost pulled out by a strong force. The suddenly awakened dream made some of her brain white.

"What...?"

Ye Qingcheng asked subconsciously. Looking around, he could only see that the Bentley team was stopping on the commercial street in the center of S City, with people and cars coming and going.

Obviously, it's rush hour.

The sky outside is slightly blue.

Ye Qingcheng looked around blankly. Dongfang Shijin pulled her wrist. The place with a diameter of 50 meters was surrounded by bodyguards. Scattered people wanted to take photos and watch through the barrier of bodyguards.

Someone stopped it immediately.

Ye Qingcheng could only hear the noise of the crowd and the harsh horn of the car.

The pain of being suddenly pinched on his wrist, ye Qingcheng had no doubt that his wrist had been green.

Dongfang Shijin just took her by the wrist and strode towards the shopping center!

Damn it, at the thought of her buying home clothes for Lucifer, his heart was like a storm!

Along the way, he comforted himself countless times. Maybe he just thought too much, but there is a key problem. Lucifer may give the most precious fire silver bracelet of the family to a woman who has only seen one side?

He specially asked the horse to inquire the source of the fire silver bracelet————