Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Ye Qingcheng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. This was the only place she had an impression.

When ye Qingcheng walked over, the sky had been dyed a little light blue, and there was the sound of several shops opening in the distance.

She stood in front of the door. When she was about to knock, the horse frowned, "Miss ye, don't knock rashly... In case..."

"Don't worry," Ye Qingcheng insisted. Since the people here saw her look respectful last time, they would not hurt her.

Ma Zai and others couldn't persuade Ye Qingcheng, so they had to pick up their guns and be ready to protect her at any time.

"Knock knock -"

There was a copper ring on the door. It was very old. Ye Qingcheng knocked on the door gently. The copper ring hit the wooden door with a dull voice.

"Knock knock -"

With the sound of Ye Qingcheng knocking on the door, Ma Zai and others are also highly nervous. After all, in this place, you should be careful about everything.

"Who --?"

Inside came a slightly hazy male voice, as if yawning.

"It's me," Ye Qingcheng stood outside the door. Ma Zi and others were obviously in a high degree of tension. There was a rustling sound inside, as if they were slowly approaching the door.

The people inside are saying these things vaguely. Ye Qingcheng can't hear them clearly.

"Click -"

The sound of the bolt being taken off was broken. Then the man opened the door with a dim lantern in his hand. The glass of the lantern was a little blurred.

The man was wearing white old-fashioned pajamas, loose, covered with a loose black robe.

When he saw that the bodyguards behind Ye Qingcheng were all armed, he was not surprised. He just glanced faintly, as if he had been used to this scene.

"Oh, it's you," he said quietly. They usually sleep very shallow, so they don't have much fatigue, but there is a trace of fear in their deep looking eyes.

It was like seeing a noble figure, but it was also fleeting, like an illusion.

The horse caught it, but he didn't say anything.

"It's convenient to go in?" Ye Qingcheng stood at the door, wearing a white skirt and a dark blue shirt of a man who didn't fit.

Her chin is sharp and slightly raised, and her pure and arrogant temperament... Can't be ignored, especially the natural cold.

It seems to be amazing beauty with a few touch of isolation, isolating all people from approaching.

Alienation.

"If you don't mind that I haven't cleaned up yet... Naturally," the man pushed open a door, slightly turned sideways, held the lantern and made a 'please' action.

Ye Qingcheng smiled lightly to express his gratitude.

The furnishings here are the same as those on that day. The lions at the door are lifelike and look at them fiercely. There are paintings hanging on the wall, as well as silver and jade ornaments on the counter here

It was the first time that the horse entered here. The air seemed to burn a little sandalwood. The horse frowned slightly. I was afraid there was something wrong.

Looking down, a wisp of silver white cigarettes floated out along the corner.

There is a small jade jar, which looks about the size of a man's fist. On both sides are carved jade dragons circling up, burning three sandalwood incense.