The Young Master’s Bride

The more Ye Qingge resisted, the more fierce Li Beichen kissed and the more unbridled he chewed.

It seems that something must be left behind.

Ye Qingge was very annoyed, she knew what Li Beichen meant.

Just now when she was washing, she noticed the red marks on her neck, so dazzling that she couldn't hide it in high-collared clothes.

This time he bit her on her lips again, and after a while it must be red and swollen again, wondering if he was really drunk last night.

"You want to leave after you sleep?"

After Li Beichen had kissed enough, he spoke.

However, Ye Qingge almost died out of anger when he said it.

What does it mean to sleep him?

"Li Beichen, haven't you sobered up yet?"

Li Beichen grabbed Ye Qingge's hands and raised them above her head. When she was struggling, she could only twist her body.

"Wake up, so I know you slept with me!"

When he said this, Li Beichen's expression remained unchanged, his domineering vigor, it seemed that Ye Qingge really slept with him.

"Obviously you slept with me."

Ye Qingge's aeration came up and shouted at Li Beichen.

"How did I sleep with you?"

Bend down and whispered evilly in Ye Qingge's ear.

Li Beichen's eye sockets were deep, just like his water chestnut features, three-dimensional as deep as reliefs.

With the calm and wise of a mature man, when he squinted his eyes, it was even more profound.

The heat hit Ye Qingge's ear sockets, causing her body to tremble, but she couldn't dodge.

Annoyed, he stepped on Li Beichen with his feet, but he endured it and didn't let go of her restraint.

Because Ye Qingge was wearing slippers, even if he tried hard, it didn't hurt much.

"Rogue, bastard..."

She really wouldn't be swearing, and she would say these two words even if she was angry.

"Tell me how I slept with you?"

Li Beichen was reluctant, with sharp eyes like a falcon, staring at Ye Qingge's blushing lips that he kissed.

Even though he had just eaten it thoroughly, he still couldn't help but want to eat enough when he saw the red lips closed together.

"let me go!"

Ye Qingge doesn't want to talk to Li Beichen anymore. With a **** like him, you can't argue with him about one, two, three, four, five, anyway, he is full of reason, and he is so rascal.

"Don't let go, you can't tell how I slept with you, then I will tell you how you slept with me!"

Li Beichen's slender and clean fingers provoked Ye Qingge's jaw, forcing her to look at him.

"The night before, you sat on me and begged me to ask you. If I remember correctly, you begged me twice!"

Ye Qingge's cheeks turned red in an instant, she was indeed begging him to ask for himself.

She wanted to compensate him, and what she could give was this body.

Ye Qingge's eyes dodged, not looking at Li Beichen.

"Let's talk about last night, I asked you if you want, what did you say?"

After listening to Li Beichen's words, Ye Qingge looked at him shyly and annoyed.

That was what he forced her. When he didn't know anything, when crying for mercy didn't work, she could only say the word "to" according to her instinct...

At this moment, Ye Qingge's little face could drip bleeding, and the breath between the two mixed together, and then remembered the lingering pictures of last night...

Ye Qingge can't even breathe, this kitchen is too hot...

"Did you say something, huh?" Ye Qingge took a heavy bite on her lips, seeing the blood, the smell of punishment was self-evident.