The Young Master’s Bride

"Want to know if I ask him to go!"

I'm not curious, I'm curious.

"You said you don't want me anymore, you show me your face, and see what I'm used to you!"

Li Beichen squeezed Ye Qingge's chin, his eyes were teasing, and his wicked and arrogant appearance was very wild and sexy.

Every time Li Beichen sultry in such a tone, Ye Qingge couldn't stand it.

This man seems to be born with this kind of full power.

The height ratio between Li Beichen and Ye Qingge is perfect. At this time, Li Beichen's upright posture, with a somewhat lazy posture, pinched Ye Qingge's chin, forcing her to look at her, and the corners of her mouth were pouting. Grinning badly.

"Didn't I... make up for you?"

Squeezing her jaw to force herself to watch his movements, Li Beichen often did it, but every time, Ye Qingge still felt her heart tremble.

"How to make it up?" The thumb rubbed Ye Qingge's delicate red lips with a smell of color.

Li Beichen shot the gun for a long time yesterday, and a thin cocoon was formed on the tiger’s mouth, especially the thumb.

"You won't admit it when you are full?"

Pouting slightly, Ye Qingge felt that Li Beichen, this man, made the roots of his teeth itchy. He really wanted to bite off his root...

Thinking of this, Ye Qingge's exquisite little face became red and hot, and some pictures of being forced by him came to mind...

"What to eat? Dumplings? Or...you?"

Li Beichen chuckled softly and couldn't help squeezing Ye Qingge's red face.

"I don't want to talk to you!"

Ye Qingge was struggling to leave, Li Beichen was imprisoned, and he would always talk to this man in three words.

"Really willing to leave me?"

Suddenly, Ye Qingge was wrapped tightly in his arms, Li Beichen pressed against her neck, kissed her porcelain-white neck, and whispered softly.

This gentle voice is full of tenderness, and there is that endless tenderness.

Ye Qingge closed her eyes, reluctant to bear it, she really hated this man.

I am afraid that there will never be a man who can love himself so much, so tolerantly, so indifferent...

However, she feels that he is so good, she is not worthy, even if Tangtang is not the child of her and Fengyan, then she is the child of another man.

After all, a thorn lies between the two.

Besides, she didn't want to intensify Feng Yan's hatred of Li Beichen.

Feng Yan has been very tired all his life and has always been trapped by hatred. He said that he has let go of hatred now, which is good and good for everyone.

Feng Yan's dedication to Miaomiao also moved Ye Qingge. She never knew that a man could maintain an emotion for more than 20 years and still remain the same. Feng Yan was stubborn and stubborn to make people feel distressed.

Ye Qingge had her thoughts in her heart.

She will let Tangtang accept herself as soon as possible, and then lead her to live. She will not be with Li Beichen, nor with Feng Yan. This is the best for everyone...

Li Beichen sighed softly for Ye Qingge's silence.

Li Beichen bit Ye Qingge's small earlobe a little angrily, and said in a deep voice.

"Hey, you obviously have me to rely on, but you have to bear everything yourself, not cute at all!"

"Don't be so good to me, I don't deserve it..."

Ye Qingge's eyes were red, and as she resisted crying, the guilt in her heart for Li Beichen returned.

He was not angry with her, and when teasing her, she was full of guilt for him.

"If I treat other women well, can you bear it? I'll be jealous again, and make trouble, coax you, very tired!"