The Young Master’s Bride

Li Beichen's punch was not light, and when Feng Yan stood firm, the corner of his mouth was bleeding.

Feng Yantian grew up with evil spirits, and coupled with this bloodthirsty red, the whole person is extremely evil.

When Han Bing was thinking about it, he was stopped by Feng Yan's eyes.

There was a distressed look on Ye Qingge's face, and he was embarrassed enough for acting.

"Chen, today, let's have a fight!"

Over the years, he and Li Beichen have never had a very happy fight. He knows that Li Beichen has always let him...

It's just that these are too late to know.

Thinking about the things he has done to him over the years, he can't overstate dozens of punches.

"Flame, be optimistic about her!"

Li Beichen handed Ye Qingge to Flame.

Looking at her exposed spine, the fire in Li Beichen's chest grew even stronger.

This woman dared to wear such exposed clothes...

"Bei Chen, forget it, don't do it, it's not good for people to see it!"

Tong Jiahui walked to Li Beichen's side, took his arm, and persuaded.

"Fuck!" Li Beichen waved his hand and pushed Tong Jiahui away.

Li Beichen's strength was so great that Tong Jiahui's forehead directly hit the corner of the table.

Ye Qingge looked at it coldly, then retracted his eyes to look at Feng Yan, pretending not to see it.

"Did you choose the dress on her?"

When Li Beichen spoke, he punched it again.

"How? It looks good? I said that my vision is always better than you!"

Feng Yan grinned, it was so enchanting that the heart would stop suddenly.

It's just that Feng Yan avoided this time, his fists were much harder than the feminine smile on his face.

"It's ugly!" Although Li Beichen avoided him, Feng Yan's strong palm still made him feel it.

"No vision!"

Feng Yan glanced at Li Beichen sadly, then punched him again.

This punch Li Beichen didn't evade and was hit.

Ye Qingge's eyes are red, do these two people need to act so hard?

Doesn't mean to fight, it hurts so much?

When you come to me, both of them have been cruel and refused to give each other.

"You two don't fight!"

Ye Qingge felt distressed for both, and she also felt that the scene was almost done.

However, these two people ignored her.

Tong Jiahui clutched her forehead, her clenched fists, and her knuckles turned white.

Li Beichen really lost his mind for this woman.

In the past, no matter how ridiculous Feng Yan was, he would not pay attention to him, let alone fight like this in public.

She also endured it for so many years, and couldn't get him to look at herself more.

He just thrown off himself like that, she didn't see him when she hit him.

Since he only had this woman in his heart, she ruined her, completely ruined her.

Although both of them were stunned, it was obvious that Feng Yan was hurt more severely.

In the current situation, Ye Qingge could only go to Feng Yan, and the acting had to be finished.

She shook off the flame's hand forcefully and ran towards Feng Yan.

Even if he knew acting, Li Beichen's heart still ached and felt uncomfortable.

He didn't dare to imagine that one day, if this woman left him and was with other men, whether he could survive.

"Feng Yan, she will come back to me willingly, and I will destroy you myself!"

Li Beichen dropped these words and left without looking back.

From beginning to end, he didn't look at Tong Jiahui.

"Beichen..." Tong Jiahui picked up the handbag and chased it out.

"You two are really good, just mean it, why put such a heavy hand!"