The Young Master’s Bride

"When I recognized Mumu as my son, I didn't know that he was my uncle's son!"

Ye Qingge didn't know why he had to explain, it was completely messed up.

And Li Beichen, who walked out of the bathroom, just heard this explanation, and his face sank unhappy.

But it was only for a moment, and then a rare gentle smile appeared on his cold face.

Feng Yan looked at Li Mumu, this kid was quick to start, and Ye Qingge didn't know what was going on.

"Why don't you sit down and eat?" Li Beichen directly took Ye Qingge's seat and picked up her chopsticks.

"I'll get another pair of bowls and chopsticks..." Ye Qingge is also hungry after having been busy for so long!

"Son, get the tableware for your mother!"

Li Beichen seldom called Li Mumu's son, and usually called him by his name directly.

"Oh!" Li Mumu felt that his father was not authentic. Knowing that he had a good relationship with Brother Feng, he even pulled him into the water without being righteous!

Li Beichen's words made the atmosphere suddenly embarrassing.

"That...Feng Yan, eat more!" Ye Qingge had something to help Feng Yan after all. She smiled and pushed the hairtail in front of him again.

Li Beichen glared at Ye Qingge, this woman, when he doesn't exist?

"Well, it's all mine!" During this time, Feng Yan had eaten a half.

Li Beichen didn't want to eat fish very much, but he also stretched out his chopsticks to grab a piece.

"Chen, Xiao Yezi made this for me! She called me and asked what I want to eat. The braised octopus I ordered is not yours!"

Feng Yan directly pinned Li Beichen's chopsticks with his chopsticks and prevented him from doing so.

Ye Qingge exhaled and picked up Mu Mu's chopsticks.

"Uncle, you eat sweet and sour short ribs!" I took a piece of ribs and put it into Li Beichen's bowl.

Screaming and screaming, I called my uncle again, which couldn't be changed.

"Dad, the sweet and sour short ribs my mother made today are so delicious, try it!"

Li Mumu couldn't see his mother embarrassed, don't stop eating.

These two big men are naive ghosts, he still wants to eat well!

"Well, it tastes good, sit down and eat!" Li Beichen retracted his chopsticks and took a bite from the ribs.

There was only one chair left, between Li Beichen and Li Mumu, Ye Qingge could only sit down.

"Give me a bowl of soup!" The head of Li Beichen's family ordered Ye Qingge.

Ye Qingge told herself to be patient, not to lose her temper in front of Mumu.

He gave Li Beichen a bowl of winter melon pork rib soup, and another bowl for Feng Yan. Just about to give Mu Musheng, he said he would not drink it.

"Do you like the flowers I gave you?" Feng Yan wiped his mouth and smiled evilly. The peach blossom eyes looked at Ye Qingge affectionately and asked.

"Like! This is the first time I have received flowers!"

Women are naturally fond of flowers, not to mention such a big bunch of champagne roses, but the light colors are so beautiful.

Li Beichen looked up and saw that there was not a large bunch of flowers in the vase on the chest of drawers. As for the name, he didn't know.

"I'm also sending flowers to a woman for the first time!" The first three words directly pleased Feng Yan.

They are all the first time, so good.

"..." Ye Qingge smiled imaginarily, she didn't know what to say.

She could already feel Li Beichen's face getting darker and darker.

"Shengtang!" Li Beichen handed the night to Ye Qingge again, and he was a little angry.

Li Beichen felt that he could not pretend to be gentle.