The Young Master’s Bride

"Who said she is your wife?"

Li Beichen said coldly when he went downstairs after changing into his home clothes.

"Uncle, don't you love me anymore? If Yun Yi is not there, I have a better chance of winning."

My uncle is not close to women, let alone not attending, and Yun Yi is not at home.

His advantage is obvious, let alone he was hit by Ye Qingge.

She takes care of him, and it is even more rewarding.

"I think that girl is more suitable for Yun Yi, what do you think? Bei Chen."

Li Ximing squinted his eyes and looked at Li Beichen's eyes deeper.

"Old man, look at my legs, you will not be able to walk in the future, why should I be hit and make Yun Yi a wedding dress?"

"I tell you, I want Ye Qingge, she is my wife."

Li Nancheng began to shamelessly, not forgiving.

"It's useless to play tricks with me here. The choice is the girl. If you have the ability, you can take her down."

Li Ximing deliberately shouted at Li Nancheng.

"Yeah! Raw rice and cooked rice, didn't grandpa take grandma down like this back then."

Li Nancheng was happy, he had a new plan.

Li Beichen narrowed his eyes and glanced at Li Nancheng coldly.

Turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Ye Qingge was cooking quietly in the kitchen, and Li Beichen walked in, and she didn't feel it either.

The kitchen is very large, and Li Beichen's movements are very light, like an elegant cheetah.

Leaning on the refrigerator, watching Ye Qingge cook skillfully.

Knife skill is good, I can see that I cook regularly.

Under the light, Ye Qingge was wearing a thin white shirt and black tights.

Such a simple match, worn on her body, but it has a special taste.

As she flipped the shovel, bursts of aroma spread.

Ye Qingge put a strand of hair away from behind his ears, and took a sip of water from the cup.

With a simple action, Li Beichen's Adam's apple couldn't help but slid.

Long legs stepped away and languidly walked towards Ye Qingge.

It's like a hunter who has been dormant for a long time.

Suddenly encircled Ye Qingge's slender waist and buried her head in her neck.

The action I did for the first time, but so skillful.

The cooking shovel stopped suddenly.

A man’s burning breath came from the neck, itchy.

"It's so fragrant."

An ambiguous sentence, I don't know if it is the fragrance of vegetables or the fragrance of people.

Ye Qingge's throat tightened, and his heartbeat quickened.

She didn't expect Li Beichen to be so presumptuous at home.

What if grandpa comes in and sees?

"Li Beichen, don't go too far."

The voice can be suppressed.

For fear of being heard or bumped into.

Obviously, Li Beichen didn't hold her strong enough, but he couldn't get rid of it.

"Where am I going too far?"

It was obviously a cold and deep voice, but in Ye Qingge's ears, it was so evil, as if with temptation.

"If you let me go, Grandpa will see you." Ye Qingge turned off the fire.

Being forced to kiss twice before, Ye Qingge realized that Li Beichen was dangerous.

"Don't move!" Grabbing Ye Qingge's hand, he directly pressed somewhere in his body.

Ye Qingge's delicate little face suddenly turned red.

This man is simply...

"If you don't let me go, I yelled."

With faint anger and shyness.

"You shout, what do you think my dad made, do you really think you will marry Nancheng?"

When his father's eyes rolled around, he knew what he wanted to do.

"If you can't marry Li Nancheng, I will marry Chu Yunyi!"

Ye Qingge is annoyed, because she has felt more and more clearly...there is more and more...