Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

Yan Xiaye opened his eyes slightly, unable to speak for a moment.

She had long given up any hope for Li Beicheng's character, but the other party was still able to break the bottom line of her cognition time and time again.

Apart from nausea, there is no other adjective to describe such a threat of Chiguoguo.

After a while, Yan Xiaye asked with some amusement, "Li Beicheng, you caused all of this. How dare you say such shameless words in front of me. It's really embarrassing for you."

"Very well, that's how I like it when you talk to me."

Curving the corners of his lips playfully, Li Beicheng looked Yan Xia Ye up and down, and continued: "It seems that the little uncle nourished you well, how did he treat you in bed, huh?"

Yan Xiaye stared at him coldly.

She didn't know what the other person was thinking, but she could see the depth and depth of the man's eyes, and the disgusting desire.

That being the case...

There was a bright smile on the crimson lips, and she answered with a smile or not: "Although you seem to be very concerned, it's a pity that it's a private matter between me and Li Yuntang, and it's not up to someone who doesn't know why to ask."

Li Beicheng's expression was cold, and he sneered condescendingly: "I am your ex-husband in the legal sense, how can I be regarded as an inexplicable person?"

"That's right, it's only in the legal sense!" Yan Xiaye really didn't want to listen to the words of such disgusting people, so he had no choice but to raise his hand to push him away, "From the perspective of men and women, I have never had any relationship with you. !"

Li Beicheng looked at her thoughtfully, and easily blocked her attack, his slender fingers firmly grasping her slender wrist.

The warm palm pressed against her cool skin, the feeling made him squint his eyes comfortably, and couldn't help wanting more.

"Li Beicheng, let go!" Yan Xiaye frowned immediately, feeling as if she was being entangled by a poisonous snake, struggling to break free from his shackles: "Did you forget the previous lesson? I really want to sit down again Back to the wheelchair?"

Her original intention was to warn Li Beicheng to restrain his behavior, but to the man, being clear was no different from being provocative.

Holding her fingers tighter, instead of leaving, Li Beicheng bullied himself and pulled into the distance between the two, staring fiercely into her eyes: "Yan Xiaye, don't think that with the support of my little uncle, you can Don't take me seriously!"

Yan Xiaye almost laughed angrily at his words, and replied without thinking: "Li Beicheng, don't take yourself too seriously, you have never meant anything to me, how could I take you seriously?" inside?"

Even the first encounter between the two was arranged by Grandpa Li.

Later, she agreed to Grandpa Li to marry Li Beicheng and become the unreal young lady of the Li family, just to repay the Li family's kindness.

The cruelty in Li Beicheng's eyes froze for a moment.

He knew what Yan Xiaye was talking about, but he couldn't find any reason or excuse to refute.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yan Xiaye shook off his hand, his tone was so cold that it was about to freeze: "Li Beicheng, don't pester me again, you and Yan Shuirou are a match made in heaven, I wish you two grow old together forever, forever Don't harm others."

After finishing speaking, she couldn't wait to pass him by, and immediately forget the unfortunate experience of meeting him.

Just after taking a step, Li Beicheng looked sideways.

Relying on a man's inherent advantage in physical strength, he caught her again.

Yan Xiaye was disgusting as hell.

Just as he was about to scold the other party away, the man opened his mouth first.

Different from the sarcasm just now, his voice was a bit deep: "Yan Xiaye, Yan Shuirou and I have completely ended, I have not heard from her in the past few months, and I will not have any interest in her anymore. "

Yan Xiaye didn't care about his emotions at all, the disgust between his eyebrows and eyes remained the same as before: "That's between you two, I'm not interested in your grievances!"

Li Beicheng looked at her sullenly, and asked word by word: "Yan Xiaye, do you really want to marry Li Yuntang?"

"Yes, I just want to marry Li Yuntang."

Yan Xiaye raised her small face and stared at him viciously: "So, according to seniority, I will soon be your uncle's wife, shouldn't you respect me more?"

Even knowing that she was deliberately provoking him, Li Beicheng's eyes were still a little more dangerously scarlet.

The fingers holding her shoulders pressed deeply into her skin, he admired her frown and pained expression, and got endless joy from the process.

Even if Yan Xiaye keeps saying that she wants to cut off contact with him, she still can't completely ignore him, he can still affect her emotions...

"Li Beicheng, if you don't let go, I'll call the police immediately!"

Unable to stand the man's meaningful gaze, Yan Xiaye's heartbeat accelerated, and he felt nauseated, thin cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

During the period of returning to China, she has been taking suppressive drugs to fight against the drug addiction in her body, and the effect is not bad for the time being.

This is why Li Yuntang asked her to prepare for the wedding herself, in order to find something interesting to keep her busy, so as to curb the onset of drug addiction.

But the premise of all this is that she can maintain a calm, peaceful, calm and composed mood.

But now, Li Beicheng disrupted her original plan.

Seeing that the man still didn't want to let go, Yan Xiaye bit his lip hard, and took out his phone from his bag.

Her and Li Yuntang's wedding was imminent, if she had no other choice, she really didn't want to call the police at such a time and cause criticism from others.

Li Beicheng felt the same as her about not wanting to provoke criticism.

Snatching her phone, Li Beicheng stared at her for a moment, "Yan Xiaye, you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Yan Xia Ye had run out of patience.

Pushing the man away vigorously, she leaned over and retched for a while, physiological tears welled up in her black and white eyes.

Li Beicheng watched this scene, and slowly frowned, "Yan Xiaye, you must be pregnant, right?"

Yan Xiaye was suffering, and felt powerless after hearing these words.

After finally suppressing the pain in her heart, she walked away from Li Beicheng without even looking at him, and snatched her phone back by the way.

This time, probably because of her threat to call the police, Li Beicheng did not chase after her.

Yan Xiaye kept a calm attitude and left the terrace, as if what happened just now was just an insignificant episode, and she wouldn't take it to heart at all.

Behind the wall that Li Beicheng couldn't see, she ran all the way into the bathroom, took out her phone and looked at today's date.

Her period has always been on time.

Only this month, three days have passed since my aunt came to visit her.