The Young Master’s Bride

Li Beichen looked at Ye Qingge's bright eyes, his eyelashes were thick and curled.

"The mouth is not forgiving, not likable!" Ye Qingge's nose was pinched fiercely.

Li Beichen's body temperature became hot again, and his words were muggy, and his nasal voice became thicker.

With bloodshot eyes in the deep eyes, it is no longer the black and white as deep as the sea.

Somewhat chaotic.

"Uncle mean you don't like me?"

After all, I couldn't bear to quarrel with him anymore, and the corners of Ye Qingge's lips rose slightly.

This is the case between lovers, some emotions are either annoyed, come quickly, or come inexplicably, but sometimes they go inexplicably fast.

"Well, I don't like it!"

Li Beichen's eyes were serious, he didn't seem to be joking at all.

The smile that Ye Qingge's mouth just raised was so stiff.

He said he didn't like her? She just asked him jokingly, and he actually answered that he didn't like it...

Li Beichen looked at her three-pointer, embarrassed three-pointer, three-pointer, humiliated, and dumbfounded, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became deeper.

Crimson, scorching heat, then pale and cool, in just a few seconds, Ye Qingge's face appeared, these two extreme colors, extreme temperatures.

Li Beichen knew that his woman was thin-skinned and could not stand the teasing. For a while, she would definitely look like an angry little lion with her teeth and claws open.

"Like too shallow, I love you deeply!"

When Li Beichen said this, his tone was not the usual low and low tone, but a little bit naive.

A man in his thirties said the word love to a woman for the first time, not "I love you" but "I love you deeply."

I love you very deeply, the kind of depth that is already in my heart without measuring.

Without warning, Ye Qingge's eyes were red, and this man's love story was so bad, no wonder his uncle would say that he was very bored.

"Why are you such a bastard, so annoying..."

Ye Qingge's fist slammed into Li Beichen's chest, whether this man would always let her fall from the clouds to hell.

Last night, too, tonight, it’s really bad...

My heart trembles because of the deep love he said, but my heart is trembling because he left like that last night.

"How about you?"

Li Beichen grabbed Ye Qingge's small fist that hit him, his eyes shrank slightly, and they gathered into one spot, called earnestly.

He also wanted to know if this woman had the same feelings towards him as him.

After all, when the two are together, she has always been passive.

However, after reading the message she sent to Flame, he felt the possessiveness of this woman towards him.

And the jealous appearance makes him fall for love.

If the attraction he brought to him at the beginning was called a liking, then now the two get along day and night, he can tell her responsibly that he loves her deeply.

It's such a woman, she is so different, not how beautiful she is on the outside, but her soul character, which deeply attracts him.

How to describe this feeling, "good-looking skins are the same, interesting souls are one in a million"

Li Beichen watched Ye Qingge's eyes reddened, crystal tears flashing in his eyes.

Ye Qingge blinked, tears rolled down, and a tear trail slid...

He didn't go to wipe her, just watched.

"Why...not continue last night..."

The distance between the two is only a dozen centimeters, looking at each other so affectionately.