Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Ye Qingcheng also felt uncomfortable in his mouth when he was sleeping. When he opened his mouth, the thermometer would fall out. Dongfang Shijin had to hold it in his hand.

Who knows, a few minutes later, Dongfang Shijin took out the thermometer and looked at the temperature above, 38.6 degrees!

This damn woman!

With a low curse, Dongfang Shijin immediately took out his mobile phone to call the family doctor of the Manor!

Ye Qingcheng opened her eyes in a daze the next second. The scene in front of her made her in a trance. She turned her back to the man standing in front of the window and called. Ye Qingcheng couldn't hear what he was talking about

The original clear eyes are now unfocused and empty. Her eyes flow and stop on the glass rattan table not far away

The fog seems to fill up in the next second.

I was caught off guard by the pain like a knife in my heart.

Lu Jingshen stood here yesterday and proposed to her on one knee

I just want to be with you. I don't want anything

Marry me, we'll get married, and I'll give you a home

Ye Qingcheng's heart was full of pain. She closed her eyes hard and didn't dare to see the scene in front of her

"Wake up?" a low and magnetic voice was in her ear. It was not difficult to hear the concern in his tone. "How do you feel?"

Ye Qingcheng closed his eyes tightly and whispered, "will you go out... I want to stay alone for a while."

She didn't want to see anyone, this man, or think about Lu Jingshen.

She just wants to be alone.

Dongfang Shijin didn't go out, but sat down by her bed and took the water on her bedside table. It was warm.

Ye Qingcheng was already uncomfortable, but he was supported to sit up again.

"Cried?" Dongfang Shijin was surprised. Of course, he didn't know what happened yesterday. He thought it was Ye Qingcheng who suffered because of him yesterday.

“……”

Ye Qingcheng looked down and dared not raise his head, because there seemed to be a shadow of landing depth of field not far in front of him

She seemed to remember Lu Jing's deep and affectionate eyes.

And the obvious tingling when he spoke.

Ye Qingcheng closed his eyes again in pain and didn't even dare to think about it

Dongfang Shijin raised her chin and held a water cup. Ye Qingcheng was like a lifeless puppet. Give her water and she drank it, but there was less anger

Dongfang Shijin's heart tingled slightly and fed her most of the water in the water cup.

After putting down the water cup, Dongfang Shijin hugged Ye Qingcheng's body. Her eyes were soft, painful and empty. She didn't know where she was looking without focus.

He whispered, "if you feel uncomfortable, cry. Don't hold it. Nothing is the same."

He never comforted people, but he was distressed when he saw her now.

The first half of the sentence is to comfort ye Qingcheng, but the second half is like telling yourself.

Nothing is invariable

It's like he told himself again and again that he has no feelings for ye Qingcheng, and he won't fall in love with Ye Qingcheng

However, maybe Ye Qingcheng was really a disaster in his life, so he fell in.

"Please go out." Ye Qingcheng closed her eyes, heartache, fatigue... She wanted to escape.

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