Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Her wrists are extremely thin, and the bones on her hands are relatively small. Who knows, this bracelet almost sticks to her wrist bones.

No matter how much strength she spent, no matter how many bubbles she had played.

The city was powerless to rub the foam, and the pain on the wrist had already been dun. The man had pulled her wrist vigorously before, and he had brought a light green color.

Now because of her repeated scrubbing, her white skin has become red.

Ye Qingcheng closed his eyes, closed the water valve, opened the door and went out. The light of the palace crystal lamp was bright.

The scarlet carpet seemed a little blurred.

There are two bodyguards standing at the door of the study next door. Naturally, the horse is standing in front of the door with his head down. The sound inside the door is broken and violent, and the broken sound keeps ringing.

When the horse saw Ye Qingcheng, he breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "Miss ye, please advise the young master... Don't let him hurt himself so much."

Ye Qingcheng pursed his lips and gently pushed open the heavy white carved wooden door. He could only push open a tiny gap. I don't know if the fallen clothes hanger blocked the door.

Fortunately, ye Qingcheng's figure was slim, and she could barely squeeze in through the narrow door, although it was not just something broken that scratched her skirt.

The room was dark, the broken pieces on the carpet were scattered, a huge wine cabinet collapsed, the fragments of all kinds of wine bottles, and the scarlet carpet were deeply stained.

The room was filled with the intoxicating smell of wine.

Ye Qingcheng carefully bypassed the mess on the ground and raised his head slightly. His tall body stood near the windowsill.

The dark gray curtains were half pulled, and the light outside reflected his outline.

"Get out -"

A ceramic vase broke at Ye Qingcheng's feet. If he hadn't subconsciously twisted the beginning, I'm afraid the vase would have hit her in the face.

The broken pieces of the vase splashed, and * * * *'s calf seemed to tingle.

Ye Qingcheng took a deep breath and answered softly, "it's me."

Sure enough, the violent man paused.

Ye Qingcheng held her breath, and the strong aroma of wine made her dizzy.

The muscles of Dongfang Shijin are tight, and the whole heart is roaring wildly. He clenches his fist tightly, and suddenly his manic heart is more upset because of her arrival!

He didn't know what kind of emotion it was. He only knew that the price of falling in love with her was that his mood was no longer controlled by himself!

He's angry, he's jealous, he's narrow-minded!

Because of a bracelet, he thought about more than n scenes, and even felt jealous because of his imagination, that kind of rolling jealousy!

He didn't want to hurt her. He couldn't help but want to be better to her, but some of the things she did were scars again and again, deeply stabbing him in the heart!

When he almost fell to her, she gave him countless lies and fled. Obviously, he wanted to forget the past, but he couldn't forget it.

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