The Young Master’s Bride

At this moment, Ye Qingge hoped that Feng Yan could really find Miao Miao, and Miao Miao was not married and had children. They could be together. I really hope.

Li Beichen glanced at Ye Qingge, with an unhappy expression, all written on his face, but he resisted the attack.

Feng Yan chasing here was not just to provoke him and Ye Qingge's relationship, if he had a seizure, wouldn't it be what she wanted.

If he doesn't find something for him a day, he will feel uncomfortable.

After a meal, everything was liquidated. Ye Qingge liked what she made, and everyone liked it.

In the past, it could only be made for mother, and many ingredients were not available in foreign countries. Now she can make it for so many people. She is very happy.

Feng Yan didn't stay too much. When he was leaving, he said to Ye Qingge that he wanted to eat sweet and sour fish tomorrow, so he left under Li Beichen's gloomy eyes.

In fact, sometimes, Han Bing didn't understand what his young master planned. Some things have already been confirmed, and why he hasn't said it yet.

The woman he likes eats and sleeps with other men, how can he stand it.

It wasn't until a certain day that Han Bing knew what his Young Master was planning.

After Flame cleaned up the kitchen, he also left.

Ye Qingge saw her travel bag beside the bed and knew that he was going to live here tonight.

Li Beichen unbuttoned a few shirts and lay on the bed, feeling a little uncomfortable.

When the flame was leaving, she left a packet of medicine to her so that she must watch Li Beichen eat it.

"Don't sleep, I'll get the medicine, and sleep after taking it!!" Ye Qingge pulled Li Beichen's arm as he walked to the bed and said dullly.

Ye Qingge turned around and was about to leave, but his wrist was pulled, and Li Beichen squinted at her.

It looked like he was drunk and a bit shameless.

"Don't make trouble!" Ye Qingge drooped his eyes, not going to see him.

He was sick now, and she didn't want to argue with him.

"Angry?" The low voice smiled.

"Isn't this uncle knowingly asking? If a man took my cell phone, called you, and told you that I was sleeping and it was not convenient to answer the phone, what would happen to you?"

"Isn't my uncle a cleanliness? Anyone can touch your phone?"

Ye Qingge didn't think he was making trouble or instigating right and wrong by saying this.

From her perspective, she has to say anything. She doesn't want to put the unhappiness and grievances in her stomach and become sick again.

"I already threw the phone, this is new!"

Li Beichen took Ye Qingge's hand and let her sit on the edge of the bed. According to past habits, he would definitely pull her to bed and lie in his arms.

But this will catch a cold and I don't want to infect her.

Ye Qingge looked at the phone on the bedside table and couldn't tell if it was new, because it was the previous customized phone.

The feeling in her heart is quite wasteful. If she knew that Li Beichen threw the phone in front of Tong Jiahui, then she would definitely feel very happy.

"Jiahui grew up with a few of us. They are relatively familiar. You don't need to be jealous of her. The person she likes is the eldest brother!"

Rubbing her white tender little hands, Li Beichen's nasal voice was heavier than in the afternoon.

Ye Qingge looked at Li Beichen and did not speak.

Analyzing in my heart, either Tong Jiahui really likes Huo Zhongrao, and she doesn't like another red flower in the green leaves.

Tong Jiahui was the only woman among their brothers. Now that she is here, she feels uncomfortable and tries to push her out.