Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Therefore, ye Qingcheng also thought so. She struggled to move forward. At the same time, ye Qingcheng felt that the oxygen in the breathing mask seemed to be slowly thinning

The light was getting closer and closer. Ye Qingcheng could even hear his heavy breathing. It was so obvious

Ye Qingcheng pressed the mask harder, and one hand kept rowing the water

There are already two divers approaching behind her. She doesn't realize it

Suddenly, her hand was pulled by someone. Ye Qingcheng looked back in horror. Her long hair was like a black flower blooming in the sea

The surrounding scenery has become a silent film.

A lot of sea water poured into her mouth and nose, and all kinds of biting pain poured from all directions

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The whole villa is brightly lit.

But only the bedroom was dark.

Dongfang Shijin sat next to the sofa with a laptop on his knee. The dark light on the screen shone on his face and spent a layer of dark depth.

The sky outside is like a deep black splashed with ink.

"Young master..." the horse stood aside, looked at his cold expression, and decided to say, "the wounds on your hands and on your body..."

It's time to deal with

Before he finished, the Oriental world brocade killed the horse with a cold and cruel eye knife, which immediately silenced the horse.

There was light blood on his shirt, and the wound on his hand didn't know when to crack, and there were strands of bright red dense on the computer.

What else does the horse want to say, but looking at the look of Dongfang Shijin that wants to kill

Dongfang Shijin looks at the computer screen and is dealing with things at work. He doesn't know that he is telling himself to comfort himself. Without Ye Qingcheng, his life is still very good. He is still the high Dongfang Shijin

Or because I'm afraid I'll think of her as soon as I stop?

Dongfang Shijin doesn't know.

All he knows is that when he stops

A picture news suddenly popped up in the lower right corner of the computer screen——

[the Lu family often makes mistakes! Mrs. Lu has died, and the second young is suspected to have died. Mrs. Zhuo...]

The words behind the title were omitted, but under the picture news, the picture is the picture of Ye Qingcheng

The second news, [what happened to Ye Qingcheng?!]

[reveal the details of Ye Qingcheng's divorce!]

Look, when he stops, the whole world seems to be her. Even if he doesn't think about it... It's all her!

Dongfang Shijin pushed away the computer and leaned against the back of the sofa. A pair of eyes finally closed slightly tired. His eyelids jumped for no reason——

What does she do now? Did you sleep? Have you caught a cold? Not in his arms, can she sleep?

But at random, the heart of Dongfang Shijin suddenly hurt——