The Young Master’s Bride

When he was so awake, being surrounded by Li Beichen, Ye Qingge felt a strange warm current rushing across his heart.

The past life made her feel as if she had fallen into the cold water. Every day, her nose was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

At this moment, she was in a hot embrace, and the man's dry and lingering body wash smelled faintly but very delicious.

The eye sockets were slightly red, and he slowly closed his eyes. What was right and what was wrong, at this moment did not seem to be more real.

"Uncle, I don't eat sour!" The soft voice is really not jealous.

"I have no other woman except you. The one who called just now was Mu Mu, my son!" Li Beichen said solemnly while rubbing her soft hair.

The apex of her heart trembled so much, and finally Ye Qingge didn't speak.

"Don't make me upset anymore, my patience is only so much, I...I really have a bad temper!"

Feeling the even breathing of the little woman in his arms, Li Beichen kissed and kissed her forehead, with a helpless tone, but more spoiled.

Next day

Because he was going to Ye Wenwen's birthday banquet in the evening, Ye Qingge had finished the class for Feng Xi, but he didn't see the time, so he was a little worried.

Today, Feng Xi asked the driver to send her off. Ye Qingge thanked her and left.

When he arrived at the hotel, Ye Qingge realized that the clothes he was wearing were not suitable for this tall hotel. After thinking about it, he didn't have any other clothes suitable for such a banquet.

She knew that Dong Wenqian would not give her a good face when she came here, so she thought of leaving after giving Ye Wenwen gifts.

The gift for Ye Wenwen was a mobile phone pendant of a plush rabbit. She has always liked rabbits.

Although the gift is not expensive, it is her heart.

I saw that the hotel was very luxurious. Although the Ye family is no longer a wealthy family, with Dong Wenqian loving Ye Wenwen so much, the banquet would not be too shabby.

As soon as he walked into the revolving door, Ye Qingge was hit by a little boy who ran over. One of them was unstable and almost fell.

However, before she fell down, the little boy sat on the ground.

"Sister looks at you sitting on the ground." Ye Qingge hurriedly bent down to look at the little boy sitting on the ground.

"I can't move anymore, you have to be responsible for me!" Li Mumu said coldly, his black and white eyes were cold.

Ye Qingge couldn't help but shudder, and his eyes matched Li Beichen's match.

But, obviously he ran into him, okay? Sitting on the ground by himself, would this play a rogue with her?

"I touched porcelain at such a young age? Who taught you?" Generally speaking, if such a small child hits the ground, he will definitely cry first. Seeing his calm face, opening his mouth is responsible, right?

"I can't move, you have to be responsible to me!" He still said coldly again.

"Little friend, listen to my sister, I am a poor man and I have no money to make you ruin, or you should get up first and change your goal!"

Ye Qingge just squatted on the ground looking at the kid in front of him, and said with a smile.

"I can't move, you have to be responsible for me!" Li Mumu said to Ye Qingge again like a repeater.

"You can't move, I can't move! Goodbye!" She waved at the kid, she didn't bother to waste time with him.

Ye Qingge watched me sitting on the ground, seeing how cute and handsome a child did this.

"Mom, don't go with that old man, OK, don't leave me and Dad!"