Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"No?" the lips of Dongfang Shijin curled up a cold smile. That smile was like an ice cone in deep winter, which stabbed Ye Qingcheng's softest place. For a moment, the panic was like a beast released from a cage, wantonly and crazily gnawing Ye Qingcheng's heart!

"Drag her down!"

Dongfang Shijin still gave cruel orders. The two bodyguards behind him immediately stepped forward and grabbed Ye Qingcheng's arm. Because ye Qingcheng was pregnant, they didn't dare to use too much strength.

Ye Qingcheng's pupil widened and watched Dongfang Shijin walk towards the landing depth of field.

"How many times is this the woman who touched me?" he stood in front of Lu Jingshen, his whole body emitting an angry breath, which made him tremble.

Lu jingshensi looked at him without fear. There was a thick irony and disdain in a pair of brown pupils. "Is this the way you treat her?"

"Everything has been destroyed by you," said Dongfang Shijin. Ye Qingcheng could only see his tight jaw. There seemed to be a terrible fire snake in his eyes

There is destruction.

Ye Qingcheng was gripped by the bodyguard. When he saw that Dongfang Shijin suddenly gripped Lu Jingshen's collar, his fist beat him out of guard!

Lu Jingshen's face suddenly tilted in the past, with bright red blood on his chin!

Lu Jingshen's eyes were lit by someone. He was angry for a moment, bent his legs and kicked it hard!

Dongfang Shijin has been trained and has excellent skills. In addition, he often goes hunting and equestrian in Europe. His black eyes are as angry as beasts, and the haze of blood light scattered everywhere. He grabbed Lu Jingshen's right hand with his backhand, put him between the door frames and kicked him severely

After all, Lu Jingshen was not his opponent. After several times, he was beaten on the ground by Dongfang Shijin. There was a little blood on his white shirt, especially the fist of Dongfang Shijin. I don't know whether he hit the door frame or the blood on Lu Jingshen

Ye Qingcheng looked at the scenes in front of him in shock. There was a quiet voice in the space, except the cruel sound hitting the body

I don't know how long later, the pupils of Dongfang Shijin were stained with blood. There was also thick blood on his hands, and it was constantly overflowing on his hands

Ye Qingcheng looked at Lu Jingshen lying on the ground. A pair of good-looking hands moved slightly. When he raised his head, there was still a strong hatred and angry blood dark in his eyes——

But how could he be the opponent of Dongfang Shijin?

Dongfang Shijin was also tired. He raised his hand and wiped the corners of his lips with his thumb. There was a bruise on the corners of his mouth. His hands were full of blood. When he had wiped it, the blood was more thick

His evil spirit was still frightening. When ye Qingcheng saw his eyes, his heart seemed to fall to the bottom of the valley.

The broken pain and cold cruelty... It seems that it is no longer the Oriental brocade.

When he turned around, ye Qingcheng thought he saw only a ruthless him and thought he would give him a shot. This is the practice of Dongfang Shijin.

But she was wrong.

"Do you think I'll kill him?" when Dongfang Shijin came to her, there was a faint smell of blood in the air. He easily caught his panic.

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