Becoming Audacious After Marriage: Madam, Please Keep a Low Profile

With a faint makeup on her face, she put her long hair up and tied her elegant but vigorous bud to her head. The snow-white skin is as condensed, under the noble but agile black sleeveless tutu skirt, it becomes more and more exciting.

She stepped on ten centimeter high heels and went downstairs, leaning lazily on the handrail, "Mr. Li."

She called him, and at that moment, she was all fascinated.

The man sitting on the sofa, wearing a pure black shirt, has slender, white and well-knotted hands, placed preciously on his knees, with his long legs folded. He should have smoked, there is a faint smell of tobacco lingering in the huge living room.

Following her voice, Li Beichen narrowed his narrow eyes. Immediately, his eyes fell on her. This woman was dyed coquettishly when she licked the strands of hair that fell down her ears. The sharp eyes, which were deep and difficult to detect, made a ripple in an instant.

After a brief silence, he frowned.

He seldom saw her wearing such a woman and delicate, the only time was to entertain Jiang Wenhao in the broad sea and sky.

Under the bright lights, she was wearing a bright red dress, which outlined her beautiful figure. The back is hollowed out, the red ribbons are crossed into a bow, and the graceful back is beautiful and attractive.

If it hadn't been for her to stand in front of him again in such a stunning but dynamic posture, he might have almost forgotten, Mrs. Li, in fact, beauty is indispensable.

Inexplicably anxious, Li Beichen poured a glass of water to drink, but didn't feel his thirst quenched.

Leaning on the back of the chair, stretched out his hand, loosened his tie, but to no avail, a thin layer of sweat was on his forehead.

Can't this woman be safe?

Just when she asked him why he slept in a bed last night, he lost control of the reason why he was completely out of control.

He hated the feeling that things were not shackled by him, so he was so anxious, even cold and impatient to warn her not to be so self-righteous, he would never have any thoughts about her.

In fact, he didn't even know whether he was trying to convince her or himself.

But when he didn't know the reason, she deliberately challenged his bottom line with such a posture?

In that case, he would have to see what the answer was.

"Shi Yuxuan," Li Beichen ordered in a low voice while looking at her, "Come here."

"Starting to try the wedding dress?" Yuxuan walked towards him with a smile.

Before I got there, I felt a powerful arm attack in the next instant. She could not stand firmly and fell to the sofa in front of her. When he was shocked, the man's stalwart body was covered.

There was a patter of light rain under Yanlan Mountain, quietly bored.

Outside the window, Xia Cicada's scream came in a thin waxy ground.

Yuxuan lay on his back on the sofa, his ten fingers were slender and powerful, with a slight coolness, clasping her hand tightly. Everything came too suddenly, she was stunned and didn't know what to do. She wanted to struggle, but he couldn't move.

I felt Li Beichen's weight so clearly, he also felt his temperature, and the faint smell of tobacco, and his face was less than five centimeters apart, with his dark and sharp eyes, he looked down condescendingly. Hold her.

The man's warm breath sprayed on her face if nothing happened.

"Li Beichen..." Recalling that last night, he rubbed her and slept all night, her breathing became rapid, "What are you...what are you going to do?"

"Shi Yuxuan, why don't we try to be together?"