Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

He raised his head and put his hands around Ye Qingcheng's waist. His black eyes were clear and could not see to the end of the ocean. It was as clear as looking at the past universe, pure without any sundries.

There was only one of her, and even the panic in her eyes could see clearly.

Ye Qingcheng's hands rested on his sides.

"Qingcheng, how much do you love me?"

He hugged her and asked.

Ye Qingcheng's eyes crossed the car glass pasted with black explosion-proof film. There were people coming and going outside. Someone was staring in their direction.

But the glass blocked those eyes very well. This belongs to both of them.

"All the beautiful and happy things I want to share with you." Ye Qingcheng said honestly. She didn't know how deep her feelings for Dongfang Shijin were.

Every happy and proud thing I want to share with him, ranging from watching a joke to making a rotten and shapeless dinner.

Every sad and sad thing, she is longing for his arms and the peace of mind in his arms.

But ye Qingcheng was a hard spoken woman and was always slow to feelings.

But from this time, ye Qingcheng never missed his arms so madly. When she woke up, she always had the face of Dongfang Shijin in the misty white light in front of her eyes.

She can even feel the breath of Oriental world brocade - maybe it's her illusion.

But in that case, the only person Ye Qingcheng wanted to see supported her soberness... It was him.

Ye Qingcheng wants to face this feeling seriously. She knows that in the world with him, she has been in a deep quagmire and can no longer pull out a penny

Life is like this, do what you want

"I still love you deeply," said Dongfang Shijin, raising a hand to tidy up her broken hair hanging on her cheek, "because everything in my life worth happiness is because of you."

She brought him great anxiety and pain. He was angry. Every time he was annoyed by her, he almost lost his mind... And every time he saw her with others, he was so painful that he wanted to destroy her.

But even in such pain, with the existence of Ye Qingcheng, his world is complete.

Even if she left for one second, he felt that life seemed to crack an incomparably deep hole and fall in. There was no edge forever. The roaring wind seemed to blow down the remaining world

Without her, his world was crumbling.

When ye Qingcheng looked up, he could see his eyes, tenderness and tenderness within reach.

Ye Qingcheng's heart hit fiercely. She lowered her head and touched her soft lips.

She closed her eyes gently, and her eyelashes seemed to sweep on the bridge of his tall nose.

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