You are more beautiful than the stars

Chapter 872 Holding a Wedding (6)

A garden.

A little girl ran downstairs with an iPad in her hand.

The small face with puffy powder is like nephrite jade, the tall nose, and the small mouth like cherry blossoms, very much like someone.

The long hair is unbundled, as silky and soft as angel wings.

"Grandpa, when will you take me to see mom?" The little girl's soft voice was sweet and pleasant.

He handed the iPad in his hand to a handsome man, pointed to the photo on it, "Look, my brother took pictures with his parents, without me."

In the photo of the little girl's wedding dress, she pouted aggrievedly because she didn't have herself.

The man stroked the little girl's black hair.

Seeing the little girl with a cold and detached look, she softened instantly, and her eyes as deep as pools of water revealed tenderness, "Hurry up."

"Will Mom and Dad believe that I am their baby?" The little girl looked a little nervous.

The man hooked his lips slightly, "Yes."

……

Ye family.

Ye Qingxue put away her phone and went directly to the study to find Ye Mohan.

Sure enough, he saw Ye Mohan sitting at the desk now.

Ye Qingxue walked over and sat on Ye Mohan's lap as usual.

With a sweet curve on the corner of her mouth, she whispered softly, "My husband..."

It doesn't matter if Ye Qingxue doesn't shout, this shout made the blood in Ye Mohan's whole body boil and flow back.

She directly covered Ye Qingxue's red lips, and put her big hand into Ye Qingxue's clothes.

Ye Qingxue: "..."

She just has something to say!
Do you want to come up and kiss her directly!

Ye Mohan's star-like eyes became hotter and hotter.

Hot air sprayed on Ye Qingxue's neck, her voice was hoarse and low, "Do you want to stay here? Huh?"

it's here?
Ye Qingxue refused, "No."

"Wife..." Ye Mohan bit Ye Qingxue's earlobe, and his big hands wandered around Ye Qingxue's body dishonestly.

"No, I'm pregnant." Ye Qingxue pushed Ye Mohan.

If Ye Mohan keeps teasing her like this, she will really fall.

She was pregnant with a child, so she couldn't stand his torment.

Ye Mohan ignored Ye Qingxue's objection this time and forced it.

Until Ye Qingxue's body softened in his arms, she waved the things on the table to the ground, and gently put her down on the table.

"No, not here..."

"Okay, not here." Ye Mohan pursed his lips.

Immediately, he picked up Ye Qingxue horizontally and walked towards the big bed.

Ye Qingxue's brain was chaotic.

Without thinking carefully, it was Ye Mohan who picked her up and carried her to the bed.

Soon, the study room was full of beauty.

Molecules full of ambiguous atmosphere and passion/desire continue to heat up.

Ye Qingxue originally wanted to talk to Ye Mohan, but now that Ye Mohan made such a fuss, she fell asleep from exhaustion.

Ye Mohan covered Ye Qingxue with a blanket, and held Ye Qingxue in his arms.

Ye Qingxue woke up again, from starvation.

Through a screen, Ye Mohan was fully dressed, sitting at the desk as if he was going to work.

If it wasn't for the soreness in her legs telling her, she would have thought it was just a dream.

She obviously wanted to talk to him, but she didn't expect to be eaten again.

His sexual desire is so strong, she will not dare to sit on his lap in the future.

Clean clothes on the bedside table, and warm meals.

After Ye Qingxue changed her clothes, she ate the food that Ye Mohan had prepared for her.

After being satisfied, Ye Qingxue walked out from the screen.

Only then did it suddenly occur to Ye Mohan that he seemed to have carried her in just now!

No, she has to think about it.

Ye Qingxue put her hand into her hair and thought.

(End of this chapter)