The Young Master’s Bride

Ye Qingge suddenly felt that Feng Yan was very pitiful, no wonder he was so nervous to appear next to Li Beichen.

Even with Li Beichen's unscrupulous behavior, he would be nervous.

She was wondering if the woman on the phone also knew about Li Beichen and Feng Yan?

Even if he didn't leave, Ye Qingge ignored Li Beichen and went directly to the bathroom to wash.

After washing, Li Beichen also hung up the phone.

"But come to sleep, dawdle something." Li Beichen's tone was very bad, full of anger.

"Uncle, go to sleep! I'll stand guard for you!"

Before, she fell asleep and didn't know if he went into her room and got into her bed, she would be sober.

Rubbing hands repeatedly, just put on hand cream.

"Have you gone?" I knew she would not go to bed obediently.

"Uncle, it is because of you that Feng Yan is so worried about you!"

Deliberately took out the necklace, touched the blood stone and said.

In the past few days, Li Beichen asked her if she was gone when she was fine, which made her panic.

Li Beichen looked at the necklace, his expression even worse. If it hadn't been for the necklace to have a special meaning, he would have torn it off for her a long time ago and threw it away, so that she could wear it, which would always be in his eyes.

"Is he courageous before me?"

When Ye Qingge's words were heard in Li Beichen's ears, Feng Yan was worried about what he would do to Ye Qingge...

Instead of what Ye Qingge wanted to say, what Feng Yan was worried about was Li Beichen's troubles.

In fact, Ye Qingge hated the smell of smoke, but he didn't know what happened, he didn't hate the smell of smoke on Li Beichen.

When he kissed her, there was also a faint smell of smoke, and she didn't feel any discomfort.

"Uncle, I won't mention it! You go to bed now! The skin is not good for the late sleep!"

Ye Qingge could feel it herself, Li Beichen was angry at her! The look of holding back from breaking out made her heart tremble even more.

According to what she knew about him, he had already cleaned her up when she provoked him with words like life and death again and again...

How could he stare at her here so uncomfortably, just looking down on his face.

"Come up by yourself, I will only hold you to sleep, if I put you in bed, I promise you will regret it!"

Li Beichen was originally an impatient person. This would look at Ye Qingge's smirking look, and he could no longer bear it.

Ye Qingge endured and endured, and visually inspected the possibility that he ran to the door without being caught, and finally concluded that it was impossible.

Finally wilted walked over, climbed onto the bed, but lay on the very side, wrapped in a quilt and corpse.

Li Beichen pulled her into his arms and hugged her comfortably, with a satisfactory arc of his mouth.

"Uncle, double personality! Calling other women is so gentle, and so simple and rude to my niece and daughter-in-law!"

Ling'er Ling'er's voice has a cool mockery, and she doesn't feel sour at all.

"Is this jealous again? You like sour so much?" The strength surrounding Ye Qingge's waist suddenly increased, and she snorted dullly.

The soft sound directly stimulated all Li Beichen's sensory nerves.

The man's scorching breath hit his neck, and Ye Qingge bit her lip and didn't dare to move.

The two slept together before, but they were all when she was asleep.