The Young Master’s Bride

The sound of the flame was a little lingering, and some worried about whether he could still eat the food made by Ye Qingge.

"My mother has a lot of grudges!"

What Li Mumu was telling was the truth, and Ye Qingge did hold a grudge.

The flame spraying action paused, and he glanced sadly at his husband.

Instead, he pointed the perfume bottles containing various wines at Li Beichen.

Spray on him...

"Mister doesn't smell like alcohol!"

He sprayed and said, unable to stop.

Li Beichen couldn't drink and hated drinking, so naturally he couldn't bear the taste of the wine.

"enough!"

It was the first time Li Mumu saw his father's brows frown so badly.

"Dad, you have to drink some wine anyway, or you will show your stuff when you kiss my mother!"

Li Mumu looked at his dad being tossed so much, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.

"Master Mu Mu is right, and the husband has to get along with the couple!"

Flame searched for the wine in the bottle.

"Then do I have to punch you a few times for this play to be perfect?"

Flame immediately accepted the perfume bottle and stopped talking.

Li Mumu giggled schadenly there.

"Li Mumu, do you have to spit up all the steaks you ate in your stomach? Or your mother will cook for you later, and you can still eat? The trick is broken, don't think I will be with you You play games!"

Regarding the black belly, anyone in this world is very much better than Li Beichen.

Li Mumu turned around to play with his gaming equipment and stopped talking.

This is definitely not his father, definitely not...

"Sir, I'm going to do something!"

When it's all done, the flame wants to disappear as soon as possible, and don't be caught by the third sister.

Besides, he still has more important things to do, what the husband explained.

In the end, Li Beichen reluctantly took a sip of the wine, just held it in his mouth for a while before vomiting it out.

Finally he was drunk by the toilet...

When Ye Qingge opened the door, there was a strong smell of alcohol in his nose.

The flame deliberately sprayed more at the door, just to give Ye Qingge a preconceived perception.

Li Beichen drank a lot of wine...

He changed his shoes in a hurry, and when Ye Qingge walked into the living room, he almost tripped over the wine bottle under his feet.

When Li Mumu heard the door opening, he immediately shrank on the carpet and pretended to be asleep.

The thin body shrank into a ball, looking cold...

Li Beichen squinted his eyes and couldn't help thinking, "Be careful with Li Mumu in the future, so as not to be deceived by him!"

What caught the eye was Li Beichen sitting on the carpet with a rumpled shirt, lying on his back and holding a wine bottle in his hand.

Although somewhat decadent, he did not conceal his innate domineering.

Ye Qingge bit her lip and don't open her eyes, letting herself not look at him.

Don't open your eyes to see that your son is like an abandoned child, shrinking asleep on the carpet.

At that moment, Ye Qingge's eyes were red, and his heart was full of self-blame.

Bend down and hugged Li Mumu.

Li Mumu looked at Ye Qingge with anxious eyes, "Mom..."

She called mother dumbly and weakly.

"Mom hug you back to your room to sleep!"

Ye Qingge's voice was a little choked, but she was smiling.

"Don't sleep, I want to guard my dad. He drank too much and said that it's boring to live..."

Li Mumu said in a very small voice, but Li Beichen still heard it.

Ye Qingge didn't really believe that a man like Li Beichen would say such things, and a calm and domineering man like him would live well, but it would take time to adapt to her departure.

"Mom, what should I do if my dad is really dead?"