Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Ye Qingcheng also followed out. Sure enough, he saw Dongfang Shikai sitting behind him. He was wearing a dark blue white dotted shirt inside and a white casual suit outside.

The light blond hair was a little messy. His legs overlapped. A pair of dark green eyes looked over, "Kyd, it's been three days..."

"I miss you too," Kidd said, raising his hand, took off his gray robe, and raised his hand to remove the human skin mask from his face.

His face was extraordinarily white.

"Get in the car." after Dongfang Shikai hugged Kidd, he seemed to see ye Qingcheng standing behind Kidd.

Ye Qingcheng pursed his lips and said nothing more. He sat in and the car was very warm.

Immediately, the car started, and ye Qingcheng seemed to think of something, "that body...?"

"Both bodies will be handled." Kidd said faintly while sitting in the front passenger seat. "I have stuffed the body of the fat maid into the fireplace and burned to ashes... The tomb keeper will be eaten by the wild animals on the mountain after today."

"..." Ye Qingcheng's heart tightened, but there was no sympathy.

"Next... Where to go?" Ye Qingcheng adapted to the warmth here, but felt as if his body had been tight for so long and finally eased down.

"He misses you very much," Dongfang Shikai played with a pair of sunglasses in his hand. "Of course, he sent you back."

"I don't want to see him," said Ye Qingcheng, leaning against the glass of the car. The car drove smoothly. Her heart finally fell back, "send me back to my home."

"So you're going to run away from him and never see him?"

"It's over between us," Ye Qingcheng said. "Besides, he already has a fiancee. I think it's time to separate... His life will be the same."

"Blanche?" Dongfang Shikai asked, "are you talking about Blanche?"

"Yes."

"He has no fiancee," Dongfang Shikai smiled faintly. His smile was as soft as milk. On such a face, it was particularly harmless.

“……？”

"Blanche has now settled down to vent his anger for someone..." Dongfang Shikai smiled low. "Do you want to see the scene map?"

"How did you die?" Ye Qingcheng was surprised, slightly turned his eyes and looked at Dongfang Shikai in disbelief.

Dongfang Shikai took his mobile phone out of his pocket, ordered it a few times and handed it over. The picture above was unusually bloody

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