Reborn into Young Master Huo’s Little Fairy

Seeing Ye Qingyu staring at him while driving, Li Yanchen narrowed his phoenix eyes under the lens, "What are you looking at?"

Ye Qingyu tilted his head, "You look a bit like a scumbag I know."

Hearing the word scumbag, Li Yanchen's face instantly darkened.

He pressed his thin lips tightly and did not speak any more.

Ye Qingyu curled up, staring at the man's side face, and smashed his mouth. "The scumbag also wears glasses and looks like a little white face. He wears a suit and a tie... No, why did Ruan Ruan ask for it? The driver and the scumbag were carved out of the same model? No way, no way, I have to call Ruan Ruan tomorrow so that he will not find this type of person to do something. Otherwise, I don’t know when he was stabbed?"

"Ye Qingyu," the man's low and indifferent voice sounded like frost in the carriage.

Ye Qingyu hiccuped, "Why are you a driver so fierce? Who told you to call me by name? It should be called Miss Ye!"

The blue veins on the man's forehead jumped up and down, and the outline was tight, like a bow drawn to the extreme, "Shut up your **** mouth!"

Contacting the man's cold and ferocious eyes, Ye Qingyu realized that if he didn't shut up, the arrogant driver might throw her out of the car, so she had to shut her mouth in a slanderous manner.

Maybe because of feeling cold or insecure, Ye Qingyu curled up into a ball.

From the perspective of Li Yanchen looking at the past, one can see her delicate collarbone, as well as her slightly exposed career line.

His sword frowned.

This woman, who has been in the entertainment industry for so many years, is just this guarded?

If it were other men, could she fall asleep unsuspectingly?

Li Yanchen had a sullen face, and once wanted to kick her out of the car.

But finally endured it.

He took off his suit jacket and covered the woman's delicate body.

She seemed to feel the residual body temperature of the man in the suit, and she also seemed to smell the clear and pleasant smell. Ye Qingyu was vaguely familiar, but her head was too heavy and she didn't want to open her eyes. She subconsciously shrank her head into the suit.

Seeing her behavior, Li Yanchen's gloomy expression improved a little.

When he arrived at the hotel, Li Yanchen shook Ye Qingyu awake, "Here."

Ye Qingyu opened his eyes and got out of the car staggeringly, but in the next second, he was about to fall. The man walked over and put his arms around her slender waist.

Ye Qingyu didn't have much strength, so he could only move forward depending on the man.

When he arrived at the room where Ye Qingyu was staying, Li Yanchen found the room card in her handbag.

After opening the room, he helped her onto the bed.

Seeing her like a muddy beach, Li Yanchen raised her long finger and pressed her temple.

He sent someone a cup of sober tea, walked to the bed, and helped the woman up.

Ye Qingyu felt that some cool liquid was poured into her mouth. It was so hard to drink, she subconsciously vomited it out.

She didn't know that she threw up a man's face.

The man's face was as dark as the color of a pot at the moment, looking at her phoenix eyes, swish, cold and murderous.

He wiped the sober tea that was spit out by her on his face, and fed the cup to her lips again.

She kept shaking her head, "I don't want to drink... ugly, bitter..."

"Open your mouth."

She pressed her lips tightly, but refused to open her mouth.

Li Yanchen laughed at her perseverance, of course, a gloomy sneer.

He stared at her for a few seconds. Suddenly, after drinking sober tea, he grabbed her chin and directly blocked her lips.

The slightly bitter liquid was poured into his throat, and Ye Qingyu tried to spit it out several times, but was pressed against his tongue and couldn't spit it out at all.