Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

These days, as before, he has been waiting for ye Qingcheng to calm down and give her enough time to calm down. Then when she calms down, he will give her a gift

Just like this time, he painted her day and night in his apartment, wanted to show her and tell her how much she weighed in his heart

He even couldn't wait for ye Qingcheng to see this gift.

However, he didn't expect... Ye Qingcheng was really with another man.

Do they live together? Does Ye Qingcheng have feelings for him

A series of questions poured into his heart like the rising tide of the sea.

Lu Jingshen stared closely at the small shutter. The man took a step forward slightly, kissed and fell on Ye Qingcheng's lips

At first, ye Qingcheng raised her hand to push him away, but later, she never pushed him away

Lu Jingshen suddenly felt that the air around him had been taken away. The suffocating heartache was earth shaking!

His body slightly slightly shook, he strongly supported the side of the Indus tree, a hand tightly clutching his heart, as if to pull the pain from the heart of the root.

The box in his hand fell, and Lu Jingshen's eyes were empty and painful.

Qingcheng... Qingcheng

He looked at the kitchen. The lights in it were warm. In midsummer, it seemed that the surroundings had become ice caves.

His fingers loosened and clenched. His face was pale, but his eyes were cold and painful.

Qingcheng

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This dinner, Dongfang Shijin made a full afternoon, especially with Ye Qingcheng nearby. The feeling of "home" is so clear.

He has never experienced this kind of warmth. He knows that it is because this woman is here

She can make him lose his mind in a moment of anger, but she can also give him an unprecedented sense of stability.

Dongfang Shijin is more determined. Ye Qingcheng has been his faith all his life, and he will never let go.

When the last dish was ready, ye Qingcheng helped bring it out. There were only two maids who had cleared the table outside.

The orange home lamp above the restaurant, the design of tassels, and the feeling of warm home.

Just when ye Qingcheng served the last soup, there was another one on the side of Dongfang Shijin, which he called "the final shaft", which had not been done yet.

There was a rustle outside the door. Then ye Qingcheng heard the horse's voice. It seemed to be explaining something, with a little impatience.

Ye Qingcheng put down the appetizer soup and was a little hungry. I think so. She didn't eat well these days.

She should come out as soon as possible

Slowly, put down Lu Jingshen

It's not her fickleness or her fickleness, but even if she really wants to make up with Lu Jingshen, I'm afraid it's impossible. The emergence of Oriental world brocade alone has created an insurmountable gap between her and Lu Jingshen.

What else can she do?

Blindly immersed in lovelorn.

She is Ye Qingcheng. She can't cry like a rabbit.

Originally, ye Qingcheng didn't care what the horse over there said, but the voice over there was getting louder and louder.