Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"..." felt that he used some force, and ye Qingcheng had to let him go.

When the shoes were changed, Dongfang Shijin tightly held her little hand, which was still cold. He took off his suit and coat and wrapped her around her.

Ye Qingcheng's body was warmed by the coat with his body temperature, but the cold was from his heart

"Don't go out and wear high heels in the future."

"How do you know...?"

"I bought all the shoes in the cabinet of the villa. I lost a pair of high heels," Dongfang Shijin held her hand and gave her some warmth. "Your feet will hurt after wearing high heels for a long time."

“……”

Ye Qingcheng had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"What would you like to eat?"

"Don't eat."

"Go and pick up some strawberry cakes and vanilla cakes," Dongfang Shijin said to the bodyguard. "And hot orange juice."

But after a while, the bodyguards brought at least eight strawberry cakes, all listed on the small table. Dongfang Shijin carried orange juice and tied a heart-shaped knot with a long straw.

She still stared at some place in a daze.

The Oriental world brocade makes the bodyguards far away.

He asked in a low voice, "is there anything else wrong with your body?"

Ye Qingcheng shook his head mechanically.

Dongfang Shijin pinched her chin, as if threatening her, "if you feel uncomfortable, cry out. Don't hold it all by yourself."

“……”

"I only allow you to cry this time."

Because there was no love for him.

Ye Qingcheng raised her head, her eyelashes were long, and her heart shrunk. Looking at the Oriental world brocade in front of her, his handsome eyebrows and eyes were full of softness and worry about her

"You... Aren't you going to accompany your fiancee?" she was afraid of falling into her eyes, and soon turned her eyes and looked away.

"I'm not coming today. I missed the flight," Dongfang Shijin put the juice together, "have a hot drink."

"No, thanks."

"Thank you again?" Dongfang Shijin hugged her with both hands, pinched her waist, strongly put the straw into her mouth, "try it."

"..." Ye Qingcheng took a sip, and the juice was very warm, just like his arms

Let her body warm slowly.

Suddenly, ye Qingcheng felt why his embrace made her feel at ease

His coat still has a warm body temperature, and his body is leaning behind her

Can feel his strong heartbeat.

"Tomorrow... Will she come?" Ye Qingcheng couldn't tell why she asked such a sentence. After she said it, she was a little surprised by herself, but she couldn't take it back.

"I don't know," said Dongfang Shijin, as if he didn't care. He took the small plate next to him again. "Nothing is as important as you. I just want to be alone with you and open my mouth."

Ye Qingcheng's heart hit, obediently opened his mouth, and there were tooth marks just bitten by her on his wrist

The cream is sweet and greasy, but because it is made of natural cream, it still has a strong milk aroma.

"Does it hurt?"

Dongfang Shijin didn't realize what she was asking. Looking along her straight line of sight, it was a row of neat tooth marks on his wrist.

His heart slowly softened. Ye Qingcheng was concerned about him.

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