Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

“……”

Dongfang Shijin: "...!"

Ye Qingcheng quickly poured him sober tea. Finally, the Oriental world brocade was not so resistant.

"Take good care of yourself."

After a bowl of sobering tea, ye Qingcheng served a bowl of noodles again - noodles are the most delicious food. Choosing noodles after a hangover will be better for the stomach.

She thought for a while. After all, she still felt some pain in her heart. She understood that although it was only 60 days, it was enough... To make her fall.

Ye Qingcheng slowed down his voice.

"Can't wait to go with him?" the voice of Dongfang Shijin was obviously mocking, "I'm very happy with him?"

"I won't go with him."

"The devil believes!"

"Are you?" Ye Qingcheng picked up the noodles and handed them to his lips. "Open your mouth."

"..." Dongfang Shijin's dull eyes seemed to be heavy stones. He looked at her intensely and opened his mouth to eat after half a ring.

"You are not allowed to drink all the time when you are angry," Ye Qingcheng couldn't help telling him, and he didn't know what happened to him. This kind of silence beyond the situation, ye Qingcheng always... Somewhere in his heart, in dull pain.

There will be no future between them

"It's bad for your stomach," Ye Qingcheng bowed his head, "and don't always smoke after drinking... Remember to take medicine on time."

"I thought you said you should remember to take a bath with boiling water," the dark eyes of Dongfang Shijin are like ink, thick... Can't see to the end.

"..." the joke was not funny at all. Ye Qingcheng looked up. "I'm serious."

"So what does this mean?" Dongfang Shijin looked at her sarcastically.

The three most useless things in the world, when you have a good impression, you don't cherish them when you are together, and care after separation,

Just right. All right.

"This is my only concern for you," Ye Qingcheng's lips moved, and she paused, as if she wanted to say something. Naturally, Dongfang Shijin also saw that she wanted to stop talking.

"Come on, what else."

"..." Ye Qingcheng pursed his lips. "There's one more thing I want to say... I think you may not believe the DNA identification certificate... But anyway, Blanche once put abortion medicine in my cake. If you can understand, if the child is not yours... Why would she do so much?"

"..." the pupil of Dongfang Shijin suddenly shrinks, and then mocks his intentions. The children are not his

Although it is hard for him to believe this "fact".

"But it doesn't matter if you believe it or not -" Ye Qingcheng paused. "No matter who the child is, I will kill him tomorrow. If you want to investigate the authenticity of my words, you can go and have a look. I collected the biscuits in the small box in the balcony cabinet, and you can send someone to test it."

“……”

In an instant, ye Qingcheng fed all his breakfast.

Ye Qingcheng stood up and picked up the dishes and other remnants.

"Anything else to say?"

Suddenly, the slightly low voice of Dongfang Shijin sounded behind her.

Ye Qingcheng must not know. Behind his deep voice, there is a great expectation. He knows what he is expecting. He expects her to say, 'I don't want to leave you', 'I don't adapt to life without you', 'I want to stay with you'.