The Young Master’s Bride

She is not a clay figure, and she has a good temper.

Li Beichen rubbed again, his expression and actions were just two words, childish.

"Are you angry?"

Ye Qingge remembered that Li Beichen did the same before, and his uncle said that he was boring and angered.

I couldn't help it that time, and asked her, "Don't you see that I am angry?"

She would really see that he was angry, so obvious.

"I forgot to tell you, I was a little busy at work the first day..."

Ye Qingge leaned over and nestled in Li Beichen's arms.

Li Beichen endured without reaching out to hug her, but the expression on his face eased a little.

"Are you busier than me?"

The words were cold and muffled.

"I will remember to tell you next time! It's late, go to bed!"

Ye Qingge's eyelids were fighting, she was really sleepy.

When he talked about sleeping, Li Beichen's body tightened a little, and he could only hold her at night but couldn't eat.

She slept sweetly, but he was terribly uncomfortable.

"Who is the man who sent you back?"

This is the point.

"You...why...you haven't been watching from the window, right?"

Ye Qingge wanted to ask how you knew, and then thought that he didn't sleep at all, he must have watched Kong Yoo send her back.

"Uncle, you have a temper because our team leader sent me back?"

Ye Qingge smiled suddenly, and suddenly she didn't feel so sleepy.

"My uncle, are you jealous?" Ye Qingge put his arms around Li Beichen's neck and smiled, her eyebrows crooked, very attractive.

"You little fairy!"

At this time, there is no anger or jealousy, I just want to eat her, eat thoroughly, without reservation.

The overbearing kiss robbed Ye Qingge of all his breath. She closed her eyes and responded jerkily, even with some desire.

Li Beichen's hand seemed to be enchanted, and he couldn't do without Ye Qingge.

The moonlight outside shone with a faint silver light, but it was no match for the heat of this room.

"Go to sleep! I'll take a shower!"

At the last step, feeling Ye Qingge's stiffness, Li Beichen took his hand away.

"Uncle, I..." Ye Qingge was nervous as if there was something stuck in his throat, unable to speak.

"After getting married, replenish me!"

After kissing her on the forehead, Li Beichen got out of bed and seemed to be self-reliant.

Uncle was right. Li Beichen was indeed a good man. Although he was strong and domineering before, he almost wanted her a few times.

However, now, he respects her very much, will not force her, and feel a little sorry for him.

Although she doesn't know the affair, but she can feel his suffering and it seems to be about to explode!

Ye Qingge pulled the quilt and covered herself. She didn't resist giving herself to Li Beichen.

However, what appeared in her mind just now was an icy instrument, passing through the most precious membrane...

That cold feeling made Ye Qingge think about it now, it was all shivering all over.

She was holding her body and curling up there. She hadn't told anyone about this matter. It was the secret of her rotten stomach, the pain of a lifetime.

She sold her child for money, and since then, her dysmenorrhea has become more and more serious.

That could be regarded as God's punishment for her!

She could tell Li Nancheng that she had a daughter, but she couldn't tell Li Beichen.

This feeling is like being afraid of losing, afraid that he will care, she has given birth to other men...