The Young Master’s Bride

162 Is little uncle jealous?

She wasn’t made of mud, so did she have a good temper?

Li beixiao nudged her again. His expression and action were childish.

“Are you angry?”

Ye qingge remembered that li beixiao had been like this before. Uncle said that he was sullen, and he was sullen when he was angry.

That time, he couldn’t help but ask her, ” can’t you tell that I’m angry? ”

This time, she could really tell that he was angry, and it was so obvious.

I forgot to tell you that I’m a little busy on my first day of work …

Ye qingge leaned over and nestled in li beixiao’s arms.

Li beixiao resisted the urge to hug her, but his expression softened.

“You’re busier than me?”

These words were cold and muffled.

“I’ll definitely remember to tell you next time, okay? It’s late, go to sleep!”

Ye qingge’s eyelids were fighting. She was really sleepy.

Li beixiao’s body tensed up at the mention of sleeping. He could only hug her at night and not eat.

She was sleeping soundly, but he was in terrible pain.

“Who was the man who sent you back?”

This was the main point.

“You … Why … Don’t tell me you’ve been watching from the window?”

Ye qingge wanted to ask him how he knew, but then she realized that he hadn’t slept at all. He must have seen Kong Yu send her back.

“Uncle, you’re throwing a tantrum just because our team leader sent me back?”

Ye qingge suddenly laughed and suddenly felt less sleepy.

“Little uncle, are you jealous?” Ye qingge put her arms around li beixiao’s neck and smiled coquettishly. Her curved eyebrows were extremely attractive.

“You Little Vixen!”

At this time, there was no anger or jealousy. He only wanted to eat her up completely without any reservation.

The domineering kiss took away all of ye qingge’s breath. She closed her eyes and responded awkwardly, even with a little desire.

Li beixiao’s hand seemed to be possessed and he could not leave ye qingge.

The faint silver moonlight outside was no match for the heat in the room.

“Go to sleep! I’m going to take a shower!”

At the last step, li beixiao felt ye qingge’s stiffness and withdrew his hand.

“Little uncle, I …” Ye qingge was so nervous that she could not speak, as if something was stuck in her throat.

“After we get married, make it up to me double!”

Li beixiao kissed her forehead and got out of bed. It seemed that he had to rely on himself.

Her uncle was right. Li beixiao was a good man. Although he was strong and overbearing before, he almost wanted her a few times.

But now, he respected her very much and would not force her. He felt a little sorry for her.

Although she did not know what was going on, she could feel his suffering. He was about to explode!

Ye qingge pulled the blanket over herself and covered herself. She did not resist giving herself to li beixiao.

However, what appeared in her mind just now was a cold instrument that passed through the most precious membrane …

Ye qingge shuddered at the thought of that cold feeling.

She hugged her body and curled up. She had never told anyone about this. It was a secret that she had buried in her stomach, a pain that would last her entire life.

She had sold her child for money, and since then, her period pain had gotten worse.

That could be considered a punishment from the heavens!

She could tell li Nancheng that she had a daughter, but she could not tell li beixiao.

This feeling was like she was afraid of losing him, afraid that he would care that she had given birth to another man’s child …