The Young Master’s Bride

How can a man have such a look in his eyes if he can speak ambiguous words so straightforwardly.

It seemed to be exploring, very serious, and as if trying to prove something.

Ye Qingge smiled enchantingly, thinking that he would leave angrily if he called his uncle several times before...

Then call uncle again, will he disappear?

Can you leave by yourself?

"Uncle, what are you talking about? I didn't hear you clearly!"

The man's scorching palm held her back of the head.

Ye Qingge's posture was a bit awkward, and he could only use a coquettish smile to cover up his imposing weakness.

However, this time was not what Ye Qingge expected, Li Beichen left or let her go.

What responded to her was a man's punishing kiss, strong, domineering, and fierce...

Ye Qingge's body fits tightly between the door and Li Beichen's chest.

The oxygen in the mouth was sucked away, and all of them entered the masculine breath of Li Beichen.

Anxious and fierce with annoyance...

Without letting go of every place in his mouth, as if to be branded, he declared his ownership.

Ye Qingge, who was suffering from hyperoxia, could only grasp Li Beichen's shirt by instinct.

It seems to be a drowning person, with no experience and can only be forced to bear it.

A kiss seems to be old, so long and lingering...

Li Beichen frowned slightly, not disgusted, not annoying, not at all.

Ye Qingge looked at Li Beichen with his eyes away from Shui Yang, the water was full of radiance, illusion.

The little hand holding his shirt has not been able to withdraw in the future, and everything is still hazy.

It was such a confused and innocent look, so clean and thorough, as if it were clean like a piece of white paper.

"Sure enough, you are different!"

Breathing becomes fast and unstable, sending a message of wanting more.

The hoarse voice reveals a sense of sex, and the rough fingers have covered the blushing lips that he kissed.

"Mr. Li, don't you have a lover? Doesn't it feel excessive to do such a thing to me?"

Li Beichen's words pulled Ye Qingge back in an instant.

He was talking to the woman on the phone just now, saying that he loved her so softly.

Hang up the phone and come and kiss her strongly...

"Are you jealous?"

The power of Li Beichen's fingers increased, and the words he said were so deep and pleasant.

"Why, Mr. Li, you think too much."

Ye Qingge was a little annoyed, because he couldn't push Li Beichen away.

"I have no lover."

Surprisingly, Li Beichen made an explanation, with a smile on the corners of his mouth that he didn't even notice.

Whether he has a lover has anything to do with her.

Besides, she had heard what he said on the phone just now, obediently loving you again.

"Mr. Li's business has nothing to do with me. You have taken advantage of it. You have to trouble Uncle to let me go. I have to go back to take care of Nancheng."

He deliberately bit the word uncle seriously, even if he would not choose Li Nancheng.

"Then go home together!"

Li Beichen squeezed Ye Qingge's small face.

It seems that after confirming that she must be her must, she doesn't care so much whether she calls him uncle.

Some things can be done slowly, he thinks he will enjoy the process more.

As for Nancheng, he didn't care about it either!

go home together? How warm|Ambiguous and heartwarming, but where does she have a home.

How could she go home with him? She still remembers that in the morning, he let her get out of the car.

A man who is uncertain, maybe it will happen anytime.

"I don't think Mr. Li, after I have no job, I will still walk with you."

Tomorrow I have to look for a job. The private detective agency has a lot of expenses, and she must make money.

"Starting tomorrow, you follow me."