The Young Master’s Bride

Because of Dong Wenqian's incident, he ignored it.

"Uh...thank you!"

Ye Qingge glanced back at Li Beichen and saw his displeasure.

However, for a small pendant, Feng Yan should have seen her like it yesterday before giving her another one.

If you refuse, it will make you lose face.

Besides, she really likes it. She prefers kittens.

"I can't forget the hairtail you made!"

Sitting on the sofa wickedly, lethal laziness exuded all over his body, and what he said was also feminine.

"Well, I will make it for you another day!"

People have said so, and what can she say, is it possible to say that you just keep reading!

Ye Qingge was very grateful to Feng Yan, after all, he saved his life.

If he hadn't arrived that day, both her and Flame would have died there.

Even knowing that he likes herself, she can't treat him as a stranger.

Besides, she felt that his so-called liking for herself should also be against Li Beichen.

Besides, she thinks there should be some misunderstanding between the two of them. After all, they were so good when they were young, and they were inseparable in playing. How could they fight to death at this time?

Nancheng also said that she liked her, but in the end, she didn't realize that she liked her.

Thinking of Li Nancheng, Ye Qingge was thinking again, wondering what happened to his legs.

Those who took the time to see, their relationship was pretty good, and he also helped her find her daughter, she should see it!

After Ye Qingge left, Cold Ice and Flame also retreated.

Feng Yan took out his mobile phone and threw it on the short table.

The squeaky voice makes people want to see it.

Feng Yan used a customized phone, but there was a cat phone hanger hanging on it, exactly the same as Ye Qingge's phone.

"A big man with something that a little girl likes, you are not ashamed!"

Li Beichen leaned on the edge of the desk, with his legs folded, his hands wrapped around his chest, his head slightly sideways, and his mouth sneered.

For Feng Yan's blatant provocation, if he gets angry, he will hit his trap.

Feng Yan sometimes becomes naive and makes people hateful.

"I am Aiwujiwu, where is it ashamed? I think it's cute, as cute as Xiaoyeye!"

Feng Yan shrugged, his face was stubborn, but his eyes were cold.

Now his tolerance will be impressed by himself, no one will know how much he cares about Ye Qingge.

Seeing her being pressed and kissed by Li Beichen, he wanted to kill, but he could endure it at this time, chatting and laughing with him here.

People will change after all. You don't know what you have changed. This is not growth, but sadness.

It's just that it's not the time yet, it's not the time yet, it's his after all.

As long as that necklace was worn on Ye Qingge's neck, Li Beichen could not sleep with her.

He Feng Yan was very sure of this.

"No matter how cute you are, just look at Jiejie, she won't be yours!"

With a click, Li Beichen lit a cigarette. Although he doesn't drink, he is a bit addicted to cigarettes.

He pursed his lips slightly and exhaled a puff of smoke. The thin white smoke was sandwiched between his index finger and middle finger. His movements were skillful and full of the handsomeness of a mature man.

It’s said that women are the easiest to get in. The three kinds of poisons on men, deep and charming eyes, white shirts that reach their elbows, smoking and spitting...

And these Li Beichen are all on him, so the women are crazy about him.

Even Ye Qingge, who is self-sufficient, fell in love with him...