The Young Master's Bride

Ye qingge looked at li beixiao, wondering if he was drunk.

Because Mumu said that he had drunk a lot of wine, children would not lie, and these bottles were empty.

Ye qingge’s heart ached even more when she said such words when she was drunk.

Li beixiao was such an arrogant man, but he really cared about her.

It was as if she was the only person he cared about in this world. She was the most special existence in his heart, and no one could replace her in this life.

Ye qingge did not speak and Li beixiao did not let go. The two of them were in a stalemate.

“I’m ye qingge ...”

In the end, ye qingge made a compromise. She wanted to see Mumu.

When li beixiao heard the name ye qingge, the corners of his mouth curved up, revealing an evil and charming arc, so seductive.

Even if this man was dispirited and drunk, it was difficult to erase the nobility on his body and the evilness in his movements. Any woman who saw it would be tempted by it.

“Then you’re my woman. I’ll listen to you!”

The man’s voice was a little childish, which stunned ye qingge.

She had never heard li beixiao speak in such a tone before. It was even more coquettish. This man had indeed drunk too much.

As he spoke, he had already pulled ye qingge into his arms.

“Then you’re my woman. I’ll listen to you!” Ye qingge closed her eyes and felt suffocated.

If he had not drunk too much, li beixiao would not have spoken to her in such a humble manner.

He was a heavenly God who looked down on all living beings, a high and mighty existence. When had he ever been so fragile?

There was a clear ring of teeth marks on his right index finger. The man was still not ruthless enough. If he was more ruthless, he would have definitely bitten it off. Even if he did not do it, it would at least bleed.

“Little uncle, let go ... I’ll go see Mumu ...”

Ye qingge’s hand froze in mid-air. She had already broken up with this man. He no longer belonged to her.

This warm embrace would belong to another woman in the future, and this man would eventually only listen to other women one day ...

Thinking of this, her heart ached even more.

“You’re my woman? You’re ordering me around?”

Li beixiao’s eyes flashed with a touch of displeasure, but he immediately returned to his drunken state. He squinted his eyes and lifted her chin, interrogating her. He was a little ruffian and evil, so much so that people did not dare to look at him in the eye, afraid that their souls would be hooked.

“You ...”

Ye qingge was more and more uncertain. Was this man drunk or not? how could someone be so sober when he was drunk and kept questioning her?

Because li beixiao had never drunk before, she had never seen him drunk.

However, in Sofia, those who were drunk could not even walk steadily. They could not even speak properly, not to mention that their brains could still function normally. Even if you scolded them, they might still laugh at you.

“Li beixiao, how old are you?”

Ye qingge suddenly opened her mouth, frowning.

“I don’t know ...”

Li beixiao answered in a daze. The expression on his face was very serious, as if he really did not know how old he was.

“Do you like to drink?”

“I never drink!” Li beixiao replied quickly and seriously.

“Do you have a child?”

Ye qingge asked again.

“You haven’t given birth to my child yet, how can you have a child!”

As he spoke, li beixiao looked at ye qingge’s flat stomach. Seven times a night, could he really plant the seed?

“..”

Ye qingge’s face turned red. She was really drunk.