Becoming Audacious After Marriage: Madam, Please Keep a Low Profile

"How about it, does it feel like opening up a new continent?"

Xing Ye folded his hands, leaned against the car diagonally, and raised his eyebrows jokingly.

"Shut up!" Li Beichen sternly scolded displeasedly.

He crossed Xing Ye, hugged her into the hall, and then put her on the sofa.

Xing Ye stood aside and watched gleefully.

He knew that Li Beichen had a habit of cleanliness, and it was a fantasy to be able to bring Shi Yuxuan into the capital of Huadu.

It is an honor to be able to lie down on a sofa for her now.

Unfortunately, the sofa is unfortunate.

Tomorrow morning, Li Beichen will definitely order Wu Ma to throw it away.

No way, who makes him have a hygienic addiction to women.

But this is a disease and must be cured.

As soon as he put down Yuxuan, Li Beichen seemed to be disgusted with the temperature in his palms, and went straight to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Looking at his back, Xing Ye shrugged helplessly and smiled.

Afterwards, with her long legs folded, she sat on the opposite sofa and looked at the woman in front of her.

Shi Yuxuan curled up delicately on the huge leather sofa.

She slept mellowly, and the powder on her dimples made her quiet and beautiful.

Compared with the appearance of vying with him before, it is completely different.

The sound of breathing one after another, with a strong aroma of wine, like her hedgehog-like temperament, wantonly on the tip of Xing Ye's nose.

Wandering around for a long time.

Although there is no heavy makeup, and no **** and sultry, it is so seductive.

Damn it!

Forcefully suppressing the disorder in his heart that was out of his control, Xing Ye leaned sideways on the opposite sofa.

Reached out and loosened the neckline.

Slightly eased.

The tip of the nose was still lingering with the mellow aroma of wine, and the suppressed emotions inevitably began to agitate again.

Feeling thirsty inexplicably.

Where is the water?

Just when he turned around to pour the boiling water to drink, Yu Xuan in his sleep shouted with a hoarse voice.

Dazed, ambiguous, and can't hear clearly.

The eyebrows of the two are frowned into a mountain, the forehead is constantly sweating, and the lips that are bitten by the subconscious are almost bloodless.

She has a nightmare?

With slender legs straddling her, Xing Ye knelt down and patted her face gently: "Hello, sister-in-law?"

So cold!

Her body, as if immersed in water, was sweaty and frightening coldly.

Isn't it normal to have a nightmare?

But why, what Shi Yuxuan looked like at this moment, seemed to be out of breath?

Almost subconsciously, Yu Xuan clamped Xing Ye's hand.

The slender fingertips are deeply embedded in his fair skin.

Painfully, he exploded again, "Damn!"

Didn't castrate him, come to toss his hand?

However, the palm of her hand is, um, very soft.

Xing Ye cast his eyes down and smiled. In that smile, there was a tone that was as dark as night.

"Have you seen enough?"

Li Beichen, who had just come out of the bathroom, happened to see Xing Ye squatting in front of Shi Yuxuan. His handsome face immediately turned black, like lightning and thunder, and there was about to be a gust of rain.

No way, he has a habit of cleanliness.

Once the marriage partner is determined, other men are not allowed, even if it is only a little touch.

Xing Ye snorted disdainfully, stood up, lay back on the sofa, and deliberately or unintentionally picked up a stack of newspapers on the table and looked through it.

"Second Young Master Li, I have seen more women with Xing Ye than men you have ever seen. Just you fiancee, do you think I am rare?"

Li Beichen held up a glass of water and sipped his mouth lightly, "I'm afraid that your hand may stain my future woman."