Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

The woman's long blond hair is pulled up high. On her head is the princess's crown. Her eyes are blue and she holds a glass of red wine in her hand. She smiles with the Oriental Shijin.

Who is she?

Ye Qingcheng's heart is tight. Are you a person who likes Oriental world brocade?

At this time, the woman even took the initiative to lean forward and embrace the Oriental world brocade. It was a traditional face-to-face gift, but it was easy to be regarded as a kiss from the perspective of Ye Qingcheng

Her hand on the cake fork tightened slightly.

Damn Oriental brocade!

Did you bring her to see these scenes?!

"Your name, beauty?"

At this time, when ye Qingcheng was secretly sulking, the woman came over and looked like 23 or 24 years old.

Inside a pair of blue eyes, there was an extremely frivolous smile.

She is like a lazy leopard cat with sharp claws.

However, the fact is that she has a pair of beautiful hands, transparent nail polish, decorated with white broken flowers.

She opened her chair and sat down opposite Ye Qingcheng.

Her voice is soft and beautiful, with laziness. At the same time, British pronunciation is very good and sounds dignified and beautiful.

"You're with him, aren't you?"

She opened her mouth, slightly shaking the high foot glass of champagne in her hand, a pair of eyes, but looked at Ye Qingcheng in an exploratory way.

"Yes," Ye Qingcheng had a bad impression on her. Her English was also excellent, so she replied quickly.

"You are not an Englishman, are you?" she was so sensitive that she knew that she was not an Englishman.

(Ye Qingcheng now wears a human skin mask, which makes the outline more three-dimensional on the basis of her original facial features, which is somewhat characteristic of Western faces)

Ye Qingcheng's English is always good, but this woman is obviously a native English woman.

No matter how well foreigners speak non-native languages, they can still hear some differences in the eyes of local people, which is very subtle.

Her Chinese is so fluent.

Ye Qingcheng frowned.

Seeing that ye Qingcheng didn't answer, she changed her language again and asked her in fluent French.

"..." Ye Qingcheng couldn't understand French.

"Ina,"

At this time, Dongfang Shijin has come over. His coat is slightly open. He is very handsome and compelling. He is a kind of handsome man who can't divert his attention.

It turned out that she was Oriental ina.

The only sister mentioned by Dongfang Shijin just now.

Dongfang Yina is obviously interested in Ye Qingcheng. For example, everyone cares: who is she?

But she still got up very gracefully. She usually solved this problem slowly.

"Today is your home. Welcome back."

The Oriental brocade nodded slightly.

Ye Qingcheng raised his elegant chin slightly. After Dongfang Yina left, he sat down.

Ye Qingcheng felt uncomfortable and moved aside.

"You want to be angry with her?" Dongfang Shijin sat next to her, raised his hand slightly, pulled her up and held her in his arms.

"You seem to have a good relationship with women tonight."

"It's always good," said the lips of Dongfang Shijin with a smile, "but there's only one woman in my world."