Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Or to leave him with Lucifer?

Lucifer... Lucifer!

"If you want to be more serious, I'm afraid I'll take it seriously. You really love me."

Dongfang Shijin looked at her and lowered her eyebrows, as if she had been rebellious a few days ago. Now she suddenly looked like a domesticated horse. This sudden contrast also made Dongfang Shijin feel abrupt for a moment.

"I didn't install it again."

"Want to cover up."

"..." Ye Qingcheng finished the gauze, suddenly raised his head and looked at him with fixed eyes, "no matter how much I say... You won't believe me?"

My heart suddenly derived a touch of expectation.

"It just makes me sick."

Dongfang Shijin snorted coldly. After that, the sudden remorse quickly dissipated.

"Then I'll wait until you believe it."

Ye Qingcheng's words completely surprised Dongfang Shijin.

He raised his black eyes and looked at her with an inquisitive and cold look.

"Don't you believe me..." Ye Qingcheng smiled miserably. "Since it's useless for me to explain more, I'll show you a little bit to prove that I have nothing to do with him. I don't want anyone to misunderstand me."

Anyone can misunderstand me, but I don't want the people I care about to misunderstand me.

“……”

Dongfang Shijin looked at Ye Qingcheng coldly, "you are very abnormal today."

"You are also very abnormal," Ye Qingcheng replied to him faintly, took back his emotions and raised his hand to pack the medicine box. "If I am not abnormal, what should I be?"

"What qualifications do you think I am abnormal?" the chest of Dongfang Shijin was suffocating. "Ye Qingcheng, you'd better not forget your identity!"

His anger lingered.

He was always used to her rebellious resistance. When she was obedient, he felt abnormal, especially in today's situation.

He hates it very much. Now his emotions are all controlled by a woman.

He hated himself and became another look. Because of this woman, he couldn't even control the least emotion.

"My identity?" Ye Qingcheng seemed to repeat it and suddenly understood, "don't worry... I didn't forget."

"Since... Since I'm just a servant, I'll do the servant's business," Ye Qingcheng restrained her emotions, put the medicine box away, and went out without waiting for Dongfang Shijin's answer.

After she went out, he was gripped by her wrapped hands, and the newly coagulated wound oozed blood again.

He stared closely at the shadow, gradually moved away, closed the door, and the last light was isolated. He stood alone in a dark study, in a mess, choking out of breath!

Ye Qingcheng came out of the room. His feet were as soft as stepping on cotton. There was also a burst of unreal unreal in his brain.

The heart seemed to beat very fast, and ye Qingcheng's heart felt like suffocation.

She squatted down slowly in front of the door. Ma Zi and others wanted to help, but they all stopped.

Ye Qingcheng buried her face in her arms and tried to restrain the acidity in her eyes. She was really uncomfortable. She was really uncomfortable when he misunderstood her like this

[ye Qingcheng, remember your identity!]

[remember who you are!]

[your identity...]