Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

Speaking of this, all of Li Dong's worries have been resolved.

This tall man's eyes were red, not only because of Xiaolu, but also because of his daughter.

He took a deep look at Yan Xiaye and Li Yuntang, then turned to Li Yuntang and said, "Mr. Li, I saw that you brought bodyguards with you when you went in and out. I don't have any other skills. Du is very confident in strength, if you don't dislike me, I want to be by your side and protect you in the future."

Li Yuntang was not surprised, and said in a deep voice: "...Yes, but it will take a while to train. How long this time will take depends on your own ability."

"No problem, I am willing to listen to your arrangements for everything."

After Li Dong finished speaking, he bowed to Yan Xiaye again.

After that, he turned and left the room, leaving Yan Xiaye and Li Yuntang alone.

"Xia Ye, as long as they are willing to move to Jianghai, the following problems will no longer be problems."

When Li Dong left, Li Yuntang got up from the comfortable sofa chair, walked over and took Yan Xiaye into his arms.

Having stayed with her for a long time recently, he has become accustomed to treating her as a fragrant and soft pillow, and the feeling of holding her in his arms is a relaxing fit, which helps him to think about problems calmly.

"Yes." After a busy and tense day, Yan Xiaye had a smile on her beautiful face, but there was an unconcealable fatigue in her brows and eyes.

Her snow-white forehead rested on the man's shoulder, and she said softly: "The little ones are all asleep, I'll make you a supper, and you didn't have anything for dinner."

Li Yuntang smiled, "You are not the same, I will do whatever you want to eat."

"Otherwise, let's go together." Yan Xiaye's mood was ups and downs all day like a roller coaster, and now he really wanted to cling to Li Yuntang, "How about spaghetti?"

"Anything is fine, choose what you like."

Let go of the hand around Yan Xiaye's waist, and Li Yuntang led her to the kitchen.

At this moment, the night outside the window is dark.

The warm light of the night light poured down, reflecting two shadows clinging to each other, so close that we could hardly distinguish between you and me.

Yan Xiaye stepped on the plush slippers, and could keep up with the man beside him without trying to move forward.

Aware of his silent consideration and accommodating, she smiled softly in her eyes, and called his name in a low voice: "Li Yuntang."

"Ok?"

"..."

Seeing her pursing her lips and just smiling, Li Yuntang raised the corners of her lips and asked, "Xia Ye, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Yan Xiaye shook his little head, and whispered shyly, "I just wanted to call your name suddenly."

As soon as she finished speaking, she peeked at the man's handsome side face a little nervously.

Although it was the first time for her to have such a mood, isn't such behavior a bit strange?
But Li Yuntang's smile deepened after hearing her silly words.

As if he had received some kind of encouragement, he leaned over and pressed a superficial kiss on her lips.

Obviously, the two of them have already done more intimate things between men and women...

But until now, Yan Xiaye's cheeks would burn because of the sudden closeness of the man.

With a blushing face and lowered head, Yan Xiaye followed the man to the kitchen step by step, and tiptoed to get the pasta from the cupboard.

Behind her, the man took advantage of his height and long legs to easily get what she wanted, but deliberately held it up and refused to give it to her.

Yan Xiaye turned to look at him, and said helplessly, "Hurry up and give it to me!"

Li Yuntang took the time to look at her and smiled, his deep voice sounded very bewildering in the night: "Xia Ye, the teacher didn't teach you what to do when you get help from others?"

Yan Xiaye struggled to hold back a smile, pretended to be stupid and looked up in a daze, "For example?"

"For example..." Li Yuntang leaned close to her, holding the spaghetti she wanted in one hand, and pressed the other hand on the marble floating platform behind her, "For example, an active kiss is the best way to express gratitude .”

Yan Xiaye knew that he would say that, put her slender fingers against his chest, and said with a sly smile, "You also said that you want to express your gratitude to 'others', and you are not someone else to me."

Her gentle voice was like sweet but not greasy cream, which melted into the air around her, and even her breath was slightly sweet.

Li Yuntang's long and narrow eyes widened slightly, his dark pupils stared at the playful and cute little woman, and his sexy Adam's apple slid up and down.

Again.

Whenever he thought he was sure of winning, she would always give him different surprises or shocks.

"Since I'm not someone else..." The man's thin lips kissed her neck lightly, and there was a touch of sexy hoarseness in his voice: "Then, can I ask for a higher level of treatment?"

"...I don't understand what you're talking about."

Realizing that the danger of misfiring his gun was imminent, Yan Xiaye didn't dare to tease him back like he did just now, and began to pretend to be stupid: "Don't let me go, be careful, I'm going to faint from hunger."

While speaking, as if to prove that what her master said was true, her stomach started to sing a chorus very cooperatively, which was very clear in the night.

Yan Xiaye didn't expect her stomach to be so flattering, bit her lower lip in embarrassment, and said confidently, "Look, it's all your fault!"

The darkness in Li Yuntang's eyes that seemed to be on fire faded away, replaced by a deep smile.

"Yes, yes, this is the sincerity of my apology."

Putting the spaghetti that Yan Xiaye wanted in her white palm, Li Yuntang suppressed the desire to throw her down on the spot, turned around and opened the refrigerator beside him, and took out the required side dishes and ingredients from it.

Yan Xiaye escaped by chance, and snickered and slipped aside to cook pasta. While waiting for the water to boil, he glanced sideways at Li Yuntang's handsome face and slender and elegant figure.

He belongs to her...

Between the beds, this is a promise he made himself.

I heard that the sweet talk of a man on the bed is the most untrustworthy. She also warned herself not to take it too seriously, but Li Yuntang seemed to be different.

A man with a heavy heart will also have a side of what he says, and the contrast brought about is enough to make people flustered.

Next to him, Li Yuntang washed the onions he needed, holding a sharp kitchen knife with his slender and beautiful fingers, and looked handsome and focused with downcast eyes.

If there is such a thing as beautiful and delicious, Yan Xiaye feels that he can completely skip this supper, just looking at him is enough to fill him up.

In an instant, the water in the pot was boiling with bubbles.

Yan Xiaye was immersed in her own emotions and did not return to her senses. The splash from the side of the pot burned the skin on the back of her hand red.