Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Dongfang Shijin accidentally bumped into the girl's bag, and the girl suddenly blushed.

Ye Qingcheng was always the focus of the audience when he walked with Dongfang Shijin.

"Is it hot?" Dongfang Shijin lowered his head, looked at her upturned nose, and took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe it for her.

"It's ok..." Ye Qingcheng was surrounded in his arms with a glass curtain wall on his back, which prevented the crowd from outside.

He has a white shirt inside and a black vest, and a dark brown suit outside.

It seems that no matter what season, he always likes to wear straight formal clothes.

He wears a lot, and the air here is a little stuffy. There is another layer of thin sweat on his forehead, and even his slightly curly hair is swallowed wet by sweat.

"Otherwise... I won't eat?" Ye Qingcheng hesitated. He looked really hot and felt uncomfortable.

"But I can't bear not to touch you for 8 days," Dongfang Shijin carefully wiped the tip of her nose and cheeks, but her eyes were ambiguous and straightforward, "are you willing, huh?"

"..." Ye Qingcheng's heart is a little flustered, especially now in this place, so many people are watching

"Then just wait..."

Ye Qingcheng's confusion had to depend on him.

"Ah, that woman looks so familiar... Is it that... Ye what... Ah, yes, ye Qingcheng?"

"Isn't it right... Ye Qingcheng is Lu Jingshen's fiancee."

"You don't know that. Lu Jiagang said he had dropped his marriage a few days ago. Now Lu Jingshen's fiancee is Shi Youran..."

"How could they quit their marriage... I heard they were childhood sweethearts..."

"So, I think, is Ye Qingcheng cheating? Look at her and the man..."

Some people were whispering behind, and even took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

The sight of Dongfang Shijin was not attracted by others.

Ye Qingcheng has a little warmth in his heart.

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When returning to the villa, ye Qingcheng's heart has always been a kind of plain warmth. Their relationship is more and more like a lovers' model of... Hot love.

When entering the villa, ye Qingcheng looked at Blanche doing yoga by the swimming pool, and his eyes became more proud.

Blanche smiled faintly at Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng went upstairs and went back to his bedroom. After taking a bath, he came out wrapped in a bath towel, but he didn't see Dongfang Shijin.

Only his coat was left on the big bed.

Ye Qingcheng bit her lip and thought that he might be going to deal with things. She lay in bed and turned around without sleepiness. She couldn't help taking out his mobile phone.

His cell phone was in the pocket of his coat. When he opened the lock screen, it was her picture.

It has encryption function. I don't know if it's Ye Qingcheng's intuition. She entered her birthday [940521].

There is a red progress bar on it. After no more than 5 seconds, it comes to the main interface of the mobile phone.