Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"Love me again?" Dongfang Shijin turned his head. In the sun, there was a thin light and a thick smile in his eyes, which could not hide the warmth.

"Well," said Ye Qingcheng with a cool wind, "I'm afraid you'll get sick."

"Why don't you kiss me?" when Dongfang Shijin looked over, his eyes were black and deep, and there was a little joking light in them.

His sight was already a little misty, like a layer of water mist in front of him, so that he could not see ye Qingcheng's face clearly.

There was a slight shaking of light in the depths of his eyes.

Ye Qingcheng's slowly approaching face seemed to become blurred, her lips, her slightly closed eyes

"Oriental world brocade..."

Just as their lips were still close to each other, the tall body of Dongfang Shijin suddenly fell to the side without any expectation!

Ye Qingcheng called his name in horror

Ma Zi and others immediately left the things in their hands, and several bodyguards were about to set him up. Dongfang Shijin had fallen into a complete coma. His eyes closed tightly, and the original crazy and sycophantic breath weakened a little bit.

Ma Zai and others hold Dongfang Shijin, and a bodyguard quickly runs out to drive.

Dongfang Shijin's thoughts have been completely stripped away. He can't even see ye Qingcheng or even hear her voice.

His body is floating, shaking a little, without the slightest gravity

"Oriental world brocade..."

"Oriental world brocade..."

"Dongfang Shijin, wake up..."

Ye Qingcheng's voice has trembled, constantly from far to near, from near to far

He can't hear clearly!

Ye Qingcheng ran all the way with Ma Zi and others, and the car raced straight back to the villa.

Dongfang Shijin has fallen into a coma. She seems unconscious. She is completely asleep. Ye Qingcheng's hand tightly holds Dongfang Shijin. She can't do anything

"Dongfang Shijin... Wake up," Ye Qingcheng clenched his hand tightly, "you promised me last time... You won't scare me..."

No response.

"Dongfang Shijin..." Ye Qingcheng's eyes were red. "Would you wake up... Sorry, I shouldn't let you out today..."

"Miss ye, don't worry too much..." naturally, Ma Zi can see ye Qingcheng's appearance, and suddenly he is a little sad. "Young master may just have low blood sugar... You know, before you come back, young master hardly eats every day..."

Ye Qingcheng just shook his head blankly, suffocating in his heart.

The car turned a corner and drove into the manor. Two bodyguards put Dongfang Shijin into the living room. The family doctor had already arrived.

They put him on the big bed upstairs together. Dongfang Shijin's eyes were still tightly closed. At the moment, he was like an unprepared man, a man who seemed to have no protective shell.

His face was pale.

Ye Qingcheng's heart was picked up by others.

The doctor took out a thermometer from the box and measured it for Dongfang Shijin. Ye Qingcheng didn't dare to leave, and stood beside the doctor all the time.

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