The Young Master’s Bride

Li Beichen slammed the two hairs, one long and one short, into the bag, and directly handed them to Flame, so that he could get the result with the fastest speed.

"Stand at attention, stand still, like boneless!"

What Ye Qingge heard from the bedroom was Huo Zhongrao's words.

He met the gaze cast by Huo Zhongrao.

There was an unabashed reproach in those eyes, which meant that she didn't take Mumu well.

This man who doesn't give her a good face is her eldest brother.

From the moment she called him the big brother, she was reluctant, unwilling for no reason.

However, that was just to find her, the eldest brother who has been suffering for nearly 30 years...

Ye Qingge's eyes on Huo Zhongrao fell into Li Beichen's eyes.

His chest seemed to be ablaze with fire.

Even if there is no definite answer, everything is connected in series.

But it looks like Feng Yan's style of doing things. He wants to marry Meow?

And Meow has a daughter...

Feeling Li Beichen's eyes, Ye Qingge lowered his eyes, turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Chu Baiqing sat on the sofa and cut the apples for Mu Mu, but clearly felt something was wrong between the third brother and the third sister-in-law.

Especially the third brother, that steep face is so gloomy and terrible!

Third brother, I called him in the morning and said that he wanted to propose to Sansao, so that a few of them would come, and everyone would have fun.

Don't make those tedious and tacky rituals.

But, the atmosphere is obviously wrong now?

When they came, the third brother was not very happy.

Feng Xi and Gu Jue were chatting together, and Feng Xi kept watching Ye Qingge enter the kitchen.

"I'm going to drink water!" Directly supporting the sofa jumped over and flashed into the kitchen.

Ye Qingge leaned on the refrigerator door, her brain hurt, and she felt her ears buzzing.

When Feng Xi came in, what he saw was Ye Qingge, who was a little pale, leaning weakly on the refrigerator.

"Are you here to help pick vegetables?"

Ye Qingge looked tiredly at the shopping bag containing vegetables on the marble countertop.

"Where is the time?"

Feng Xi didn't even look at those dishes. Where would he pick them?

"Why are you looking for her?"

Ye Qingge knew what it was like to find someone, and she also knew that Feng Xi couldn't find it when she recovered her daughter.

After all, he would not have thought that the man he was thinking about every day would be a woman.

"If you want to control, just tell me where he is!"

Feng Xi was like a spoiled child, his face was arrogant when he spoke.

Ye Qingge looked at her, thinking how he saw with his own eyes that his mother was buried in the fire.

That scene, I'm afraid I will never forget it for a lifetime, right?

Neither he nor Feng Yan was wrong. It was their father who was wrong. He didn't handle his feelings well. He failed two women and killed two people.

"I swear I really don't know where he is!"

Ye Qingge really didn't lie, she really didn't know where the time was.

Feng Xiqi's eyes were quenched. Is this fooling him?

After seeing Ye Qingge's lonely and uncomfortable expression, the emotion he wanted to flank was abruptly endured.

Ye Qingge really didn't want to cook, he was not energetic, and the things he made would not be delicious.

She looked at the vegetables and meat in the bag, and it was obvious that Chu Baiqing took what they saw.

There are all kinds of mess, and I can eat hot pot after looking at it.

Easy and convenient.

"Do you need help?"

Ye Qingge asked again.

"You don't know where the year is, why should I help you?"