The Young Master’s Bride

Next day

Outside the bedroom of Li Beichen and Ye Qingge, Feng Yan knocked on the door while whistling, looking very happy.

Ye Qingge wrapped the quilt with only a blushing face, and looked at Li Beichen slowly in his pajamas.

The man was a hungry wolf in the bed, and he couldn't get enough to feed him.

"I said you hurry up, Brother Rao has been waiting downstairs for a while, and then he will come up and knock on the door himself!"

What Feng Yan said was full of gloat.

Ye Qingge directly locked her head in the quilt, she really couldn't get up anymore, Li Beichen wanted it hard last night.

She was sore all over, she really didn't want to get up, she couldn't get up, she didn't have any strength at all.

"You sleep yours, I'll go down!"

Li Beichen put on his clothes, opened the quilt and kissed Ye Qingge's face, and said indulgingly.

"Go away!"

Even the scolding voices are weak and weak.

When Li Beichen opened the door, Feng Yan walked away slowly, whistling with his hands in his pockets, not to mention how bad he was.

When Li Beichen came downstairs, Huo Zhongrao, who was dressed in military lining, had a bad face, his deep eyes looked at the wall clock on the wall.

"Does it look like, what time is it still sleeping!"

It's nine o'clock now, and the two of them were making a fuss late last night, so naturally they got up late.

If Feng Yan didn't go up and call them, he would still go to sleep.

Today is the weekend, Ye Qingge doesn't have to go to work.

According to Kong Yoo's words, she did not go to work for a few days.

"Qingge prefers to sleep late!"

Li Beichen sat directly on the sofa, the front of the silk pajamas opened slightly, revealing a strong chest and a few clear red marks on it.

Let people know at a glance how intense the battle last night.

"You are intemperate yourself and blame my sister?"

He picked up the ashtray on the low table and threw it at Li Beichen, roaring in a low fire.

Among these brothers, Huo Zhongrao was the one who fancyed Li Beichen the most, but since the sister came back, he looked sideways and upright, and he didn't like him.

Huo Zhongrao's temperament is dull, and he rarely gets angry, but the frequency of his anger has increased sharply recently, and he is all rushing towards Beichen.

Li Beichen dodged lightly, and he felt that he was already intolerable for the somewhat horrifying practice of sister control like the older brother.

The elder brother of someone else’s sister doesn’t take care of the affairs of the couple’s bed, right?

The recent days have been too depressed. A Feng Yan was in front of him endlessly, and the eldest brother fired radar again...

Han Bing gently pulled the sleeve of his Young Master's shirt with his hand, appropriately closing the gloating smile on his face.

There is a saying, Feng Shui takes turns, and sooner or later the young master will be treated like this.

Han Bing also really felt that it was not easy for Mr. Li, and he had never known that Master Commander was such a sister.

His desire to control Miss Little Demon has reached a heinous level, and he didn't expect to be even more unscrupulous when he came to his sister.

"Big brother, this proves that I can do it, and I will be happy!"

Everyone can prove that Li Beichen's skin has become thick to a certain extent.

Huo Zhongrao looked around, and there was something he could smash through.

Feng Yan threw his gun to Huo Zhongrao without too much trouble.

Was intercepted by the flame, "Feng Shao, not authentic!"

The ashtray flame didn't stop just now, but fortunately, my husband avoided it.

Now the commander is very angry, he will shoot if he is not in order.

When he was on the training ground before, he hadn't shot because of the fire.