Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

In Li Beicheng's eyes, her indifference was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

On the way back to the old house, he was thinking about how to gently comfort Yan Xiaye and take the opportunity to restore her image that had fallen to the bottom in her mind, but he never expected that Yan Xiaye didn't need his tenderness and comfort at all. The relationship between the little uncle is indeed unusual.

"Don't forget, you are my... fiancee." Almost blurting out the word wife, Li Beicheng felt as if many thorns suddenly grew in his heart, and he was dripping with blood and couldn't cry out in pain.

The reason why he and Yan Xiaye came to where they are today is due to Yan Shuirou's great contribution, and his contribution is indispensable.

Occasionally, when Midnight Dream recalled the good times he and Yan Xiaye had, he felt unreal, because the reality was too cruel.

"There should be a limit to pretending to be stupid, Li Beicheng?" Yan Xiaye lowered his eyes, and the corners of his crimson lips curled up in a mocking arc: "Do I need to remind you that you promised Grandpa Li to marry me?" the real reason?"

As soon as the words fell, Li Beicheng's resentful and unruly aura suddenly weakened, and Yan Xiaye's petite figure was reflected in his dark eyes, and he couldn't think of words to respond for a long time.

Bai Mi finally had a gap, he knew that Yan Xiaye was very concerned about the past between him and Yan Shuirou, so he deliberately chose the time when his memory was confused before he and Yan Shuirou started, but he forgot that he took the initiative to seduce Yan Xiaye in the first place The real reason for marrying him.

Seeing that Li Beicheng was speechless for a long time, Yan Xiaye's brows and eyes were more tired and exhausted. I just hoped that Li Beicheng would be more sensible, and quickly return to normal and go through the final procedures with her. Nothing to do.

The smile on the corners of her lips was only superficial, but her eyes were icy cold, and she calmly said: "Let's get together and leave, Li Beicheng, I have more precious people and affairs now, and I don't want to stay here any longer." You waste time on yourself, after what happened last time... I don't hate you as much as I used to, so it's better to write it off, and stop here."

In any case, it was Li Beicheng who took great risks to save her in that accident. According to what the doctor later said, if she was the one who was bitten by a poisonous snake, then her tattered body would not be able to wait to be sent to the hospital. Hospital, death on the spot is very likely.

She doesn't value her own life very much, but she still has things to do.

Therefore, on a certain level, Li Beicheng is still the darkest moment in her life, but she is also her savior. With the balance between the two, she will never forgive him, but she can consider letting him go. Let go of him, and let go of yourself at the same time.

But this kind of amnesty is only for Li Beicheng alone. For Yan Shuirou, she is just waiting for Yan's mother to die. This is the last filial piety she can do for Yan's parents. Since they don't regard her as a daughter, She didn't need to force it, not to mention that family affection, like love, cannot be forced.

After a long while of silence, Li Beicheng appropriately expressed his nervousness and surprise, and said in a little astonishment, "You know everything?"

"Ah."

Yan Xiaye smiled, but there was no warmth in that smile, and the tone of voice was shockingly calm, and every word contained the air of farewell: "So, I really don't love you anymore."

Li Beicheng was shocked, and said calmly, "But I'm in love with you, Yan Xiaye."

"You are wrong, Li Beicheng." I can't remember how long it has been since I had such a calm conversation with a man. Yan Xiaye's mind is full of thoughts about the old lady who passed away, and she can't squeeze any energy out of her body to talk to Li Beicheng. Confronted, "You love yourself, and you will always be yourself."

"Why do you think so?" With an inexplicable low laugh, Li Beicheng's dark eyes locked on her crumbling figure, and he pulled her into his arms regardless of her resistance, wrapping his big palm around her waist full of possessiveness, There was a cold expression on the handsome face: "I have never been so sure in my life as I am now. I don't like you trampling on my will by pretending to be smart, Yan Xiaye."

At this moment, perhaps infected by the tiredness and sadness in Yan Xiaye's eyes, every word Li Beicheng said was true.

He had had enough of the retribution that Xia Ye had suffered by lying to her. Before he completely lost or got her, he had to be honest with her at least once. Of course, he didn't allow her to refuse.

As if unable to bear the paranoia and possessiveness in Li Beicheng's eyes, Yan Xiaye closed his eyes, gave up struggling, and let him hold him indifferently, "Don't you understand? If I don't love you , then no matter how much you love me, it is meaningless."

She had already tasted the consequences of wishful thinking for him.

That taste was bitter and unbearable to look back on, and if it was his turn to empathize with him at this moment, it would be her revenge in the dark.

"It's you who's wrong. It's not up to you whether it makes sense or not." Li Beicheng was about to go mad with anger, and stared fiercely at Yan Xiaye's Qingmei small face with an angry smile, trying to read from the slightest expression on her face. Traces of duplicity were found in it.

However, his plan was doomed to fail.

She was indeed in her arms, but she was like a lifeless puppet, and also like a delicate and beautiful corpse.

Even the face that became more and more pleasing to the eye was lifeless, and the eyes were dark and dead.

Crazy jealousy gnawed at his heart, Li Beicheng snorted heavily, pressed his slender fingers against Yan Xiaye's sharp chin, forcing her to look up at him, the strength made her frown He frowned.

"Why, you can smile sweetly in front of my little uncle, but when it's my turn, you just have an expressionless face?"

Looking closely at Yan Xia Ye's expression from a very close distance, the pain in Li Beicheng's heart spread instantly, and he lost his tune while gnashing his teeth: "You hate me that much?"

"I don't love you, but I hate you?" Yan Xiaye looked at him quietly, her black and white watery eyes were bottomlessly deep, and her captivating red lips parted slightly, "Li Beicheng, you probably I don't understand what I mean, what I mean is that from now on, I don't want to have anything to do with you in my life, love or hate, I just want to be a stranger with you, that's all."

Li Beicheng gritted his teeth, and kissed Yan Xia Ye's lips roughly, with such force that he seemed to be biting.

Yan Xiaye pressed against his chest in pain, and the blank expression was gradually replaced by disgust and panic.

During the whole process, Li Beicheng stared at her without blinking, and Shi Shiran let go of his hand the next second when the oxygen was about to run out, appreciating all the reactions she gave.

Well, not every relationship in this world is suitable for gentle means. For him and Yan Xiaye, maybe robbery is the only way to continue.

Li Beicheng stretched out his big palm to her thin shoulders, and with a smile on his face, Li Beicheng pulled away her shoulder straps, eager to tear off the clothes that wrapped her, and said to himself eeriely: "Since you hate her so much I never thought about starting over with me, and I didn't care what I did for you, so why should I endure it? Anyway, no matter what you do, you can't hate me more than you do now. "

"Li Beicheng, do you know that the old lady just passed away?"

Yan Xiaye almost wondered if Li Beicheng had gone crazy, and finally gave the vivid expression he wanted: "If you dare to touch me, I will call for help right now, so that everyone will know what a pious thing you are, Li Beicheng. !"

"This is my home, you are my wife, everything that happens is reasonable and legal, don't you think so?"

Taking a step closer aggressively, Li Beicheng took a minute to examine Yan Xiaye's attire, this time reaching out to her chest with a clear goal, and sneered dangerously: "I almost forgot, there is a little uncle at home as you His backer, but when we cook raw rice, he is too embarrassed to disturb our harmonious relationship, don’t you think?”

"You really make me nauseous."

Yan Xiaye cursed in a low voice, staggered back, but still couldn't get rid of the man who followed him everywhere.

She can yell, if today is not the old lady's funeral, she will yell without hesitation.

But the current occasion is too special, there must be a lot of guests and funeral staff outside, even if Li Beicheng can afford to lose face, she doesn't want to embarrass herself at the old lady's funeral.

And Li Beicheng was sure of her point, and the sneer on his lips deepened, "That's really a pity, after all, you are very tempting to me now."

At the critical moment when the situation was about to explode, a soft childish voice suddenly sounded: "Brother Beicheng, how dare you bully Yanyan!"

Xiao Yunduo didn't expect that when he came out of the shower, he would meet Li Beicheng in his room, and happened to see him bullying Yan Yan.

The pink and jade-carved little face suddenly became dignified, and he went back to the bathroom without saying a word, took out a lot of bottles and jars and threw them at Li Beicheng, and said anxiously while smashing: "Yanyan run!"

Those bottles and cans hit the targets one after another at such a close distance. Li Beicheng didn't take these insignificant attacks to heart at first, but he didn't expect that there was also a box of talcum powder for children, a fragrant powder The pocket covered his face, which made him sneezed several times, and he couldn't see anything in front of him.

"Little Yunduo, well done!"

Yan Xiaye was so excited that he wished he could hug the little guy on the spot and kiss him, but right now it is more important to escape.

Bending down to avoid Li Beicheng's random groping, she picked up Xiao Yunduo wrapped in a bath towel with a clear goal, bypassed Li Beicheng and rushed out, closing the door in one go.

"Yanyan, why don't you call me loudly?"

Looking at the closed door behind her with puffy cheeks, Xiao Yunduo imitated her father, stretched out her little hands to ruffle Yan Xia Ye's hair, her big eyes were full of concern: "A person who is frightened Well, if you had called me earlier, I would have come out to help you get rid of Brother Beicheng."