Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Dongfang Shijin sat at the door of the kitchen. The sunshine on the window made his face warm, but he raised his hand slightly to support his forehead.

"Still have a headache?" Ye Qingcheng put the milk in front of him, suddenly a little nervous.

"No pain." when Dongfang Shijin took his hand, he suddenly felt dizzy. Ye Qingcheng's face shook slightly for a second, and then the feeling of dizziness disappeared.

Dongfang Shijin didn't pay much attention to it. After all, he didn't take good care of himself for a few days before ye Qingcheng came back.

Ye Qingcheng put down the milk and touched his forehead with his hand. The temperature was normal and the fever subsided. He didn't know that his hand had not been pulled back, so he was pulled by a force. Ye Qingcheng fell and sat on his leg.

"Qingcheng, you look like a woman at home." Dongfang Shijin's hand is around her slim waist and her chin is against his neck. Ye Qingcheng wears a light colored suspender skirt. She is always used to wearing more comfortable at home.

He shaved his beard, and his smooth chin rubbed against her neck, itching. "It's like a wife who gets up early to prepare breakfast for her husband."

"..." Ye Qingcheng's heart missed a beat. There was no one around them. All the maids and bodyguards had retreated. The sun was very good here. Ye Qingcheng moved and turned around, his hands around him like a boneless bear.

"Anyway, I like you," Ye Qingcheng opened her mouth. This was the first time she spoke in a delicate voice, like a coquettish and a rogue between lovers.

"Just like it," Dongfang Shijin hugged her and lost his smile. This is the first time he saw Ye Qingcheng.

Soft, delicate.

With a little rogue.

"Eat the rice first," Dongfang Shijin seemed to be holding a child, holding her in one hand and holding the milk next to her in the other hand.

While cooking milk, ye Qingcheng didn't know whether it was his sudden brain or something. He inserted a heart-shaped straw into the glass.

Ye Qingcheng took a sip. She always likes to add a little sugar to the milk.

Dongfang Shijin naturally took the milk she had drunk.

Obviously, he made more for Dongfang Shijin. In the end, Dongfang Shijin took "taking care of him last night" as an excuse, and most of them went into Ye Qingcheng's stomach.

The place they went to was the suburb of s city. It was originally a barren mountain. There were dense plants everywhere. Later, it was liked by the developers and transformed into a resort.

But because it hasn't started business yet, there aren't many people.

Only in the evening, some old people will come here to exercise on a viewing Pavilion.

Or running at night.

Their car stopped and Dongfang Shijin led her. The air was excellent. The blue sky was as clear as a clear lake, and the low white clouds floated above the sky.

There are dense green everywhere. Looking around, there are green trees.

The roads here are paved with pebbles. Cars can't get in.

It can only be parked in the parking lot at the entrance.

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