Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"I'd rather be tired of you."

"You are ill, you have a fever..."

"Of course I know I'm ill," Dongfang Shijin reached out and hugged her. "The only antidote is you... You in front of me."

His head was pressed back into his arms. Ye Qingcheng was stuffy and stretched out a hand to push him away, but his hand touched his abdominal muscles

Ye Qingcheng was held by him for a while. The sky outside was gradually becoming deeper and deeper. Ye Qingcheng looked up from his arms. It was already more than 5 p.m.

Today's continuous overcast day, combined with the darkness outside, seems to be ahead of schedule.

Ye Qingcheng moved slightly. By the light outside, Dongfang Shijin closed his eyes, and his strong eyelashes fell a small half arc shadow on the bridge of his nose.

His thin lips had a light stubble.

Ye Qingcheng carefully took down his hand. He seemed very tired and did not respond much. Ye Qingcheng gently took a home skirt from the bedside and put it on. The tired face of Dongfang Shijin made her heart ache.

She opened the door quietly, and the corridor was lit with bright and warm lights. At the beginning, in order to take care of her pregnancy, she was afraid of catching cold. Almost all the places she used to walk in the whole villa were covered with cashmere blankets.

All the employees' shoes are also replaced with special dust-proof shoes, and the bodyguards such as the horse are all covered with disposable cotton shoe covers, without any noise when walking.

The horse is standing outside the door, and the family doctor is carrying a portable medicine box in his hand.

"Miss Ye." when the horse saw Ye Qingcheng coming out, he nodded slightly.

"He's in there. Go and give him an injection..." Ye Qingcheng turned his head. The family doctor had changed one. He was an honest looking middle-aged man with a pair of gold framed glasses.

The doctor bowed his head, answered, carried the medicine box into the bedroom, and ye Qingcheng went downstairs——

On the first day he came back, she wanted to cook a good dinner for him.

Ye Qingcheng went downstairs and went into the kitchen. She asked the maid for a recipe and made him vegetable porridge according to the strict proportion of ingredients.

When ye Qingcheng had finished washing the rice, he heard a loud noise upstairs, which was as terrible as breaking half of the wall. Ye Qingcheng turned in surprise and saw the man who stumbled down from the upstairs.

He stumbled a little, and all the servants who wanted to come forward to hold him were waved away by him. There was a terrible red flame in his eyes, and the whole person exuded a terrible and ferocious atmosphere!

He is like a crazy and roaring lion, with bloody slaughter in his eyes!

"Young master... Young master... Miss Ye is here..."

Ma Zi ran down from upstairs and looked at the crazy appearance of Dongfang Shijin. He was immediately frightened.

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