Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Ye Qingcheng leaned over, squeezed through the narrow space next to him, closed the door heavily, locked it neatly, and pushed a cabinet against the door.

The sound of the beating heart calmed down until it was isolated from him.

The Dongfang Shijin standing outside the door heard the sound inside, closed the door and pushed the cabinet.

The cabinet hit the door and vibrated with a bang.

Junlang frowned fiercely.

My heart is full of strong anger, but there is no reason. It is the kind of suffocating anger, and there is no vent at all.

She woke up without even looking at him.

Even so taboo him.

Never had a woman in front of him in such a posture.

Indifference, arrogance.

Even so obvious alienation, disgust.

More about begging for mercy?

It would be too much to play hard to get.

Oh, he even imagined that she would bow her head. Even if he said a few nice words, even if he showed weakness, he would immediately forget the past.

But neither did she.

Feeling so safe, ye Qingcheng sat on the toilet and began to solve his physical problems.

She sat on the toilet, looked down and saw the red marks on her body, and a wry smile came up at the corners of her mouth.

Those composure were just forced. She didn't want to bow her head in front of the man, and she wouldn't compromise.

Ye Qingcheng, ye Qingcheng, you will be reduced to this land.

Once she thought that her first time must have happened when she married Lu Jingshen. Once she also thought that she would live a light life.

Ye Qingcheng once discussed this problem with close friends of the University and asked Lu Jingshen some questions about physiological needs.

He just smiled and indulged in countless dotes in his faint smile.

Qingcheng, this is the most precious thing in your life, so save it until the night we get married

I will endure for you until that day

……

Lu Jingshen gave her the most exclusive and noble love. This is a man's most pure love, without any impurities, and is willing to keep the most important until the wedding night.

Ye Qingcheng is not very conservative, and will retort with a smile. [well, well, I know my boyfriend is an old father-in-law from the Qing Dynasty.]

……

The nose was slightly sour, and ye Qingcheng raised his hand and rubbed it.

However, her life was deprived by this man. She didn't even know his name or his origin.

If he was tired that day, she would be like a ragged doll, abandoned here.

What should she do?!

Do you agree?

No, she wants to escape here as soon as possible and leave the devil!

Ye Qingcheng's face was pale, but his eyes were unexpectedly firm.

The slender hand held tightly.

Ye Qingcheng wanted to stay in the bathroom for a while, but she can't stay here all her life. She should face it.

When the door was opened, the handsome and gloomy man sat on the sofa opposite, his fingers a little scarlet, and the smoke blurred his face.

The atmosphere was stifling.

Cigars smell pungent.

Ye Qingcheng hated the smell of smoke. He lay down on the side of the bed, pulled the quilt and turned his back to the man.

"Knock knock -"