Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

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second floor.

Ye Qingcheng still sat on the big bed, and his body still maintained the action when Dongfang Shijin left. He leaned against a backrest on his back and propped up his body.

Dongfang Shijin pushed the door and entered. Ye Qingcheng's sight was faint, just looking out of the window.

The warm orange light was plated on her, like an angel who accidentally fell to the earth.

"What are you looking at?" Dongfang Shijin sat down beside her.

"Nothing," Ye Qingcheng said indifferently, completely ignoring him.

"I've been bored here recently and want to go out?" Dongfang Shijin asked her with patience.

"No need," Ye Qingcheng's glazed eyes didn't turn at all. "I'm tired. Please go out and let me rest."

"Do you want to go out to eat? I heard recently that there is a new Chinese restaurant in the city center, or western cuisine?"

"I'm tired. I want to rest."

"Or what women like, shopping, travel, luxury goods?"

"I said I was tired."

"Ye Qingcheng!" the deep cold eyes seemed to be frozen. No matter what he said, ye Qingcheng always responded indifferently, 'I'm tired', 'I want to rest', 'please go out'

How painful is the heart!

His voice rose slightly.

"I'm thinking about your body," his oppressive voice said. "What if you don't want to just lie in bed every day and your body breaks down?"

"If it's really good for me, please go out and let me have enough time to sleep!"

Ye Qingcheng turned his head, and his clear eyes were the same as before, but there was no sign of emotion inside.

"You're kind enough!" Dongfang Shijin seemed to be finally angered by her indifference, "want to live in such a void until the day of death?"

"Thank you for worrying about my life." Ye Qingcheng sarcastically provoked the corners of his lips and looked indifferent.

These days, she emptied herself, not so much an emotional adjustment as an escape from problems.

But... Ye Qingcheng doesn't know how to get out.

In the past, when I saw the Internet and books, I often said that if I was lovelorn, I would go away, relax, read books, do what I like, and enrich myself.

But the reality is that I'm really lovelorn. I don't feel anything. Everything I do is like watching things and missing people.

The best way to put down a relationship is time or a new lover, but the new lover is not practical. Ye Qingcheng will not choose this absurd way to forget Lu Jingshen

There's only time.

However, the rest of your life is long. Lu Jingshen, you are unforgettable

It's another sad wave

"Want to die? You can't even think without my permission!"

"I have nothing to do with you! Whether I die or live has nothing to do with you!"

For so many days, ye Qingcheng finally had a little emotion, which was angered by the sudden roar of Dongfang Shijin.

She also refused to show weakness and roared back.

"It has nothing to do with me?" Dongfang Shijin snorted coldly. "My whole body is mine. It doesn't matter?"