The Young Master’s Bride

It was Li Beichen again, calling her by her first name, just to cater to Mu Mu's family status, and she won.

"Well, it just so happens that I haven't seen a few of them in some days, weird!"

Tong Jiahui's hand holding the bag tightened involuntarily, but there was still an elegant smile on her face

Ye Qingge put the broken hair behind his ears, watching Tong Jiahui leave gracefully.

Think of them or think of one?

Women's intuition is the most accurate, and they are more sensitive to the smell of rivals.

This Tong Jiahui was uncomfortable to her inexplicably, especially the look in her eyes, which made her think where she had seen it.

"Speaking of business, you find me the time!"

Feng Xi knocked on the dining table with his hand and continued to cling to this question.

"Why am I? Who are you?"

Ye Qingge raised his head and looked at Feng Xi Zhan Zhan, his eyes directly conveying inexplicable strangeness.

Li Mumu put down his chopsticks and drank all the juice left in the cup.

Sitting there with his arms around his chest, he sighed slightly.

Feng Xi's eyes were red, and he was already on the verge of breaking out. Had it not been for the third brother's woman, he would have already beaten someone.

"Well, Sansao, can you take less meat? Feng Er brother?"

Li Mumu couldn't stand it anymore, he still wanted to go home early, and had an appointment with Brother Feng to form a team to fight!

"Don't, I didn't mean that!"

Ye Qingge did not mean to force Feng Xi to call her the third sister-in-law. She said that for granted. With his attitude, why did she help him?

Besides, to take a step back, she just wanted to help him, but she also had to help, where did she go to find Shi Nian.

Feng Xi gritted his teeth and couldn't help tightening his hands on the table. He forced himself to yell, "Sansao..."

Ye Qingge's chopsticks loosened, and the chopsticks fell into the pot.

"I really don't know!"

Ye Qingge looked calm, but what he said was exchanged for a roar from Feng Xi, almost overturning the table.

Back home, Ye Qingge told Li Beichen about this.

Li Beichen had just come out of the shower, with a white bath towel wrapped around his thin waist, and there were still water droplets on his firm chest.

As he paced, the bath towels around his waist seemed to scatter at any time.

Even if two people share the same bed, they just sleep.

Every time he saw him coming out of the bathroom, Ye Qingge couldn't control the little deer leaping around.

This man looks calm and domineering, but in his bones he is boring and wicked.

When talking about love teasing you, it is tender and affectionate.

"He will make trouble again..."

Li Beichen sat on the edge of the bed and handed the towel in his hand to Ye Qingge.

"Compared with our Mu Mu, he looks like a child."

Ye Qingge wiped his hair naturally, enjoying the way the two get along.

He has a villa and is served by a servant, but he is willing to live in the two rooms with himself.

There are always many people around him to protect him, and security in the villa is also the highest guard.

It is actually very insecure here. Huo Zhongrao will send so many people to protect him, it is conceivable that the danger he encountered is absolutely unimaginable for ordinary people.

Now thinking of the experience with the flame, Ye Qingge felt that his pores would close instantly and his whole body would feel cold.

They all said that she didn't kill anyone, but in her mind she clearly remembered the moment blood spurted out of the foreign mercenary's mind.

"You will know in the future, Sansao is not so good to behave, there are many uncles below, and you worry a lot!"

Li Beichen lay on Ye Qingge's lap, closed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.