The Young Master's Bride

She had also read so many beautiful novels.

Li beixiao finally understood why ye qingge would read that kind of novel.

“You’re so stupid, you should be punished!”

As soon as he finished speaking, li beixiao took hold of ye qingge’s mouth and kissed her like a storm.

She actually dared to say that he and Feng Yan were a couple? Which eye of hers could tell that they were a good match?

“Oh ... Oh ...”

Ye qingge hit li beixiao’s shoulder in anger. Was he crazy? There were so many people ...

The tip of her tongue was numb, and the strength of his sucking and gnawing was almost pulling her tongue out ...

Li beixiao’s kiss was just like him, always so overbearing that it made people suffocate.

It was not until their breaths were in chaos that li Beichen ended the kiss.

However, he pressed against ye qingge’s forehead to calm himself down.

Ye qingge’s face was so red that blood could drip out. She was crazy ...

Feng Yan’s lips were still curled up in a playful smile. He could still smell the faint fragrance of ye qingge’s body.

Feng Yan’s temperament was fickle, and his forbearance was his Forte, just like a Hunter in hiding.

Previously, he had kissed ye qingge in front of li beixiao. Today, li beixiao had returned the favor.

This feeling was really not bad. Li beixiao also wanted to cut him up, right?

Fire and Ice turned their faces away, but they didn’t dare to relax at all, because the room was filled with low pressure.

“You and I are a couple!” Li beixiao’s breath was still heavy, with a hint of restraint.

“Crazy ...” Ye qingge was not any better. She was kissed by li beixiao in front of so many people. If she did not blush, her skin would be thick.

“Tsk, you’re abandoning me again! You said you’d be entangled with me for a lifetime!”

Feng Yan deliberately spoke in ye qingge’s tone, his voice soft and feminine, as if he was acting coquettishly.

Coupled with those devilish peach blossom eyes, she had an indescribable charm and was extremely alluring.

Ye qingge wanted to kill herself. She couldn’t be blamed for misunderstanding, could she?

Looking at Feng Yan’s sorrowful and infatuated expression, who would believe that there was nothing going on between them?

“Don’t disgust me!” Li beixiao avoided ye qingge’s injured arm and held her hand as they walked out.

Li beixiao was really disgusted, not by Feng Yan’s expression and words at this time, but the thought of ye qingge thinking that he was gay filled him with anger.

“Young master, you ... You won’t stop him?” There were some things that others didn’t know, but Han Bing knew best.

“If it’s mine, no one can snatch it away. It’s not the time yet!”

Feng Yan’s lips curled into a cold smile. That soft and gentle voice was still ringing in his ears, calling him ‘little uncle’ every time, and it was very torturous ...

In the car, ye qingge nestled in li beixiao’s arms, which was rare.

The moment she fired at the rocket launcher repeatedly appeared in her mind ...

Feng Yan said that she didn’t kill him, but why did she feel like she was the one who did it?

“Flame, is that person me or not? You killed him?”

“Miss ye, no, you don’t have that kind of marksmanship!” Flame saw clearly that ye qingge was the one who shot him in the head.

don’t even think about it. You don’t have the ability. They are all foreign mercenaries who kill without blinking. They deserve to die!

Li beixiao’s big palm wrapped around ye qingge’s small hand. Feeling her trembling, he knew that she was still in fear.

Those mercenaries didn’t care whether they were good or evil. They would kill for money.