Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Beiming Qinghan remembered that the last time Lin Weiyue saw tears was the day when the snow fell that night.

This time, why did she cry?

I don't know why, Beiming Qinghan looked at Lin Weiyue crying, and she felt very helpless. She didn't know what to do to make her not cry.

Beiming Qinghan also found that, looking at Lin Weiyue crying, he seemed unable to be indifferent.

Beiming Qinghan seems to have little experience in coaxing girls.

He stretched out his slender hand and gently wiped Lin Weiyue's tears, "Don't cry..."

When Beiming Qinghan wiped Lin Weiyue's tears, Lin Weiyue grabbed Beiming Qinghan's hand and wiped her tears like a rag.

"Well, you haven't said, don't leave, don't leave...don't leave..."

Beiming Qinghan rolled his throat, "Okay, don't leave."

He didn't know why he promised her.

It felt like Lin Weiyue was fragile like a little girl at this time, and she needed to coax along.

Lin Weiyue continued to hold Beiming Qinghan's hand as a rag.

Beiming Qinghan was helpless, but it also followed Lin Weiyue.

"Okay, don't cry anymore, you are drunk and sleep."

Lin Weiyue didn't move while holding Beiming Qinghan, "I sing to you..."

After singing the song, Lin Weiyue started shouting, "I dance for you..."

Although Beiming Qinghan thinks that such Lin Weiyue is really cute, can this girl do not sleep all night?

Hurry up tomorrow, after all, it is not safe here.

"Do you want to sleep……"

"No, I don't sleep, hug, hug..."

Lin Weiyue was completely like a little girl, and began to coquettishly...

Beiming Qinghan only felt that his patience was challenged many times this night.

But it also allowed him to see a different aspect of Lin Weiyue.

In fact, she is really a child in her heart, but she is also fragile but dependent on others.

Beiming Qinghan feels that coaxing Lin Weiyue is more tiring than going to fight with the assassin.

Later, Lin Weiyue might be tired, and fell asleep in the arms of Beiming Qinghan.

Beiming Qinghan looked at Lin Weiyue's sleeping face and sighed helplessly, thinking that she would really not be allowed to drink again in the future.

Beiming Qinghan picked Lin Weiyue horizontally and put it on the bed.

He had let go of her to leave, but Lin Weiyue held his hand tightly and tightly, and did not let go at all.

Bei Ming Qinghan looked down at the two of them holding their hands, his expression moved, and he gently broke free a few times, after all, he was still weak.

Lin Weiyue had a headache, and she felt faint, feeling that Xueyue was leaving.

Feeling that Beiming Qinghan is leaving, I feel the arrival of the black assassin.

She was very scared, so it was just like holding a life-saving driftwood, just not letting go.

When Lin Weiyue woke up the next day, his head still hurt.

She looked around, and then she saw a figure sitting by the bed, it was the North Ping Qing Han.

Lin Weiyue's eyes widened in surprise, then slowly remembered what happened last night.

She vaguely vaguely impressed, but did not have a deep impression.

When she looked down, she actually grabbed Beiming Qinghan's hand.

Lin Weiyue blushed and she just let go.

Lin Weiyue's movements still awakened Beiming Qinghan.

Beiming Qinghan is really sleepy, so he leaned on the side and leaned back for a while.

"Woke up?"

Lin Weiyue bowed her head and dared not look at Beiming Qinghan. She nodded and moved her lips. "That, I...I woke up...last night, last night..."

Lin Weiyue hesitated and didn't know how to speak.

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