Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

The scarlet curtains hung down, shaking vaguely, and there was darkness around.

She seemed to see that summer. She even forgot the specific day of that day and what it was like——

Under the cherry tree with flying petals, havila, Dongfang Shiyu, Dongfang Shijin and other young masters of Dongfang family are a hunting in early summer.

The light spotted Sika Deer galloped from a distance in an instant, and the grass roared.

It ran desperately into the towering bushes.

"Wheezing --"

"Wheezing --"

"Wheezing --"

Two large hounds with ferocious teeth and scarlet tongue chased the wild deer quickly!

The Oriental world brocade riding a dark brown horse was valiant, and the attendants behind him caught up with him one after another.

Several well-dressed men behind drove their horses to chase after them.

"Who shot the deer today, 30 boxes of gold!"

"Then today's winner must be Dongfang Er Shao..."

"Haha, haha, people can't be without fighting spirit. I think I'm going to rob those 30 boxes of gold today!"

"Ha ha ha, if you get it, remember to share half of us..."

"Chase!"

A group of people galloped into the depths of the forest. Havila's equestrian skills were good, but she didn't dare to run too fast in such high and low shrubs, because the branches of these shrubs were extremely sharp, and even some branches had sharp thorns.

She was the only woman accompanying me today. There were several maids, but the maids couldn't ride a horse.

Hao Weila sat alone on a white horse and walked slowly with the disappeared hoof prints of the Oriental world brocade.

The handsome young man followed behind her, a jujube red sweat BMW, shaking its tail slightly.

The two of them stopped at the entrance of the forest, because the forest is extremely quiet. They usually go in without acquaintances to lead the way. They can't get out, and there are really fierce animals such as lions, jackals and wolves.

Havila turned over and dismounted. Dongfang Shiyu naturally dismounted with her.

Maybe the wind here is very soft. Havila picked some flowers on the prairie and sat down by the gurgling stream to have a rest.

"You say, when will they come back?" havila stared at the slightly surging stream, like a careless opening, but the eyes clearly floated into the depths of the forest

"I don't know," Dongfang Shiyu sat down beside her, dragging the grass by the stream with his hands.

The air was quiet. You could vaguely hear the neighing of horses and the small cry of insects in the distance.

The water roared.

He looked back slightly. The pale golden sun was plated on her face. It was so perfect and clear that he could even see the fine blood vessels under her white skin.

She gently raised her head, as if she were breathing a fragrant breath.

Dongfang Shiyu has been repressed for a long time and seems to be about to say it.

"Dongfang Shiyu, we are good friends, aren't we?"