Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"Yes."

He answered.

Just as ye Qingcheng was about to raise her head, she was suddenly pulled out by a force. Her wrist was in severe pain!

She lowered her head, and the hands on her wrists were white and hard.

Lu Jingshen pulled her out and held his hand tightly. They were not far away. Ye Qingcheng easily smelled the faint smell of wine on him

He drank again.

"Let go of me, Lu Jingshen. I have no feeling for you."

She was indifferent as if she were an outsider. She just saw that the pupils of Dongfang Shijin suddenly stood up like sharp claws and teeth... Her heart was tingling.

"Don't go home with him... I want to go home with you! I'm your home! Qingcheng... I'm not going home with him..."

Lu Jingshen suddenly put out his hand and hugged her. He was very thin. Some chromium in his arms hurt her.

The fragrance of plants and trees on his body was covered by the strong smell of wine

Ye Qingcheng closed his eyes and saw Shi Youran standing next to him. His eyes were red. It was like watching his boyfriend hug other women.

Ye Qingcheng stretched out his hand to push him. He was very tight. Ye Qingcheng suddenly began to feel panic

I'm afraid if he uses strong to her at this time... Dongfang Shijin is still here.

Ye Qingcheng turned his back to him and couldn't see the expression of Dongfang Shijin, but she could also imagine that his expression now must be like a storm, which can almost kill people's cold

Thinking of this, ye Qingcheng struggled desperately and even stepped on him with his feet!

Until a moment, ye Qingcheng's struggle stopped.

A dark pistol caught Lu Jingshen's temple off guard.

"Let her go."

Cold and heartless voice, Satan stepping from hell.

He put his slender fingertips into the gun.

Ye Qingcheng's eyes seemed to have cold fog. She closed her eyes. According to the character of Dongfang Shijin... He really could shoot.

She was afraid that she really hurt him because of herself

Although she really misses this embrace a little, it's not her harbor. She can't stay for another second and push Lu Jingshen away.

Maybe this time ye Qingcheng really hurt him, and his arms easily broke away.

Lu Jingshen couldn't see the black muzzle of the gun. The injury in the beautiful pupils was like the strong night outside.

"Qingcheng."

What could upset him more than she pushed him away with her own hands?

No,

Ye Qingcheng felt that the air around her was slowly becoming thin. Her turning head seemed to be infinitely slowed down. Dongfang Shijin's fingers slowly pulled to the trigger!

"No!"

Ye Qingcheng's pupils suddenly contracted, but Lu Jingshen stood there, and there was a blurred drunkenness in his pupils.

He drank too much and didn't even realize the danger!

When ye Qingcheng rushed to the Dongfang Shijin, there was a deafening sound of guns in her ears, and her ears seemed to roar.

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