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

After washing, Yuxuan turned over a shirt in his closet and wore it appropriately.

Looking in the mirror for a while, I faintly felt that something was missing.

After all, they have to show that they are very affectionate in front of Old Li.

But last night, Li Beichen and her left Lantian Qingshui Bay one after another, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that the two seemed to be at odds.

If there are some traces of ambiguous, ambiguous, red, unrestrained, happy, happy, and perhaps the guess will be broken without attack.

Yuxuan raised the corners of his mouth and mocked with a smile.

Enduring the pain, pinched spots of red on the neck.

Looking at the mirror, he looked at it with satisfaction, and raised his eyebrows publicly--

Mr. Li, it's wolfish.

Get a good mood and go downstairs.

At the entrance of the stairs, looking down from above, on the leather sofa, Li Beichen was looking at the newspaper, elegant and elegant.

Although Lao Li was getting older, he was a calm and unhurried soldier. He sat upright across from Li Beichen, but his face was stiff from beginning to end.

The two men were at war with each other, if it were not for Li Nana's obedient and sleek appeal to Li Guowei, he beat his back to ease his mood a little, otherwise, the consequences would be really unthinkable.

How do the grandfather and grandson look like an enemy?

After reading the last part of the financial section, Li Beichen folded the newspaper and set it aside, his low voice rang out in the hall irresistibly, "After washing, I will come down."

Yuxuan was slightly surprised, this man has eyes on his head?

"Yes." She replied, then holding on to the low-key luxurious railing, she went downstairs.

‘Da da, da da. ’

Before stepping down a few steps, I felt Li Nana's staring eyes.

Miss Li, really hate her.

It doesn't matter, she just accompanies it.

Yuxuan raised his eyebrows mockingly, and unconsciously loosened the collar of his shirt.

There are red ‘hickeys’ on his fair skin.

The moment Li Nana saw it, her face was pale immediately.

The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, Shi Yuxuan, you **** hoof!

The people on the stairs smiled surly, but found that Li Beichen's face was covered with black lines, which was even more ugly than Li Nana.

She seems to have done a terrible thing?

Accept it when you see it, she has always been like this.

Now that Li Nana had already been disarmed, she didn't plan to mess around anymore, but reached out her hand to close her collar.

"Grandpa, why are you here?"

Sitting next to Li Guowei politely, he respectfully called grandpa, and Li Laoxi smiled.

On the side, Li Nana gritted her teeth.

Lao Li patted Yuxuan's hand with relief, and said amiably: "It's not that you are worried that you young people are eating too casually, so I asked Mrs. Liu to stew the chicken and bring it to you to make up. Come on, have a taste."

While talking, Ma Wu smiled and brought up the freshly heated chicken soup.

"Mrs., try it, Liu's craftsmanship is good."

She said politely: "Well, it's so delicious that you have to swallow it with your tongue."

"Grandpa is really kind to me." A compliment was particularly useful to Li Guowei's ears.

Taking the bowl of soup handed over by Sister Liu, she took a sip of it and moistened it into her throat.

Too nourishing and a little greasy. After all, she just recovered from the high fever.

After taking a sip, the stomach feels a little uncomfortable, but this is what Li Lao thought, "It's delicious."

She surly smiled at Li Guowei, took another spoonful, and slowly sipped it in.

Although she had a good disguise, even the slightest frown on her face did not appear, but Li Beichen was still aware of it.

Watching her movements with cold eyes, he frowned, "You just had a fever, don't drink so much."

Yuxuan: "..." Li Beichen, caring about her?

Surprised and shocked, Li Beichen had already taken the bowl of soup from her hand and placed it on the table.

"Mother Wu, cook some white porridge." His voice was deep and thick, like a cup of hot coffee, mellow.