Reborn into Young Master Huo’s Little Fairy

Ye Qingyu didn't dare to open the video in front of Rongshi's face.

After a while, she received another message.

【XX Hotel, Room 1022, if you can't see your person within half an hour, the video will be posted online. 】

Despicable, shameless!

Ye Qingyu severely cursed Li Yanchen in his heart.

If it wasn't for her daughter's body to bleed half of his blood, she would really like to ask the eighteenth generation of his ancestors again!

There is no lower limit!

She hated Li Yanchen, but she hated herself even more.

Why did Nidu get into his car that night?

Mad, is she blind?

Seeing that Ye Qingyu's face was not so good, Rong Shi frowned and asked, "Miss Ye, are you okay?"

"It's okay. I just received a message from my assistant. There is an urgent matter in the studio that needs me to deal with it. You park the car at the intersection in front of you and I just walk over.

Seeing a trace of anxiety in Ye Qingyu's expression, Rong Shi parked his car across the road.

After thanking Rongshi, Ye Qingyu walked forward.

It was not until Rong Shi drove the car away that she walked to the side of the road and stopped a taxi.

When he arrived at the hotel designated by Li Yanchen, Ye Qingyu rang the doorbell.

After a while, the man opened the door.

Li Yanchen took a bath, wearing a bath towel, and his belt was loosely tied, revealing a large, vigorous chest.

Ye Qingyu came to fire when he saw him.

On the way here, she clicked on the video and watched it.

She was so drunk and confused that night, she rode on him, unbuttoning his shirt one by one.

That way, it's like a female **** wave who hasn't had a man for 800 years.

If it were posted on the Internet by him, her image would be completely ruined!

Ye Qingyu is now angry when she sees Li Yanchen's scumbag face. Why did she fall in love with such a man in the first place?

"Li Yanchen, what do you mean?"

Li Yanchen ignored Ye Qingyu. He walked over to the sofa and sat down, his indifferent and ruthless appearance was outrageous.

Ye Qingyu closed the door and walked over to the sofa, "Don't you think it's boring to record that kind of video?"

Li Yanchen let out a sneer in his throat, "Why don't you think about yourself when you ride on me and take off my clothes?"

Ye Qingyu, "I'm drunk, can you care about a drunk person?"

"Heh, you can still call my name when you are drunk, Miss Ye, you still love me now?"

Ye Qingyu was so angry at his words that his chest hurts.

Not wanting to argue with him, she gritted her teeth and said, "How do you want to delete all the videos?"

"Go and wash my clothes in the bathroom."

Ye Qingyu nodded with a green face, "Okay."

After she entered the bathroom, Li Yanchen took a cigarette from the coffee table and bit it between her thin lips.

His face is getting colder and colder.

I don't know what's wrong with me. I don't see her annoying, and I feel even more annoyed when I see her!

When can this woman affect his emotions like this?

Ye Qingyu looked at the wet clothes he had changed in the bathroom, put it in the sink, and squeezed the shower gel to help him wash it.

After getting married, she gradually developed a feeling of love for him.

It's not that he didn't wash his clothes by hand.

She didn't expect that one day she would help him wash his clothes after the divorce.

After washing the shirt and pants, she saw black bullet panties, her ears were a little red.

Is he sick?

Let her wash his underwear too?

Ye Qingyu carried the edges of his underwear and wanted to throw it into the trash can. The next second, a man's cold voice came from behind him, "You throw one to try? Believe it or not, I will let you wash all my underwear by hand?"