The Young Master’s Bride

"Are you crazy?" Li Beichen grabbed Feng Yan's shirt collar and lifted him from the dining chair.

Feng Yanxie smiled, did not resist at all, looking at Li Beichen's expression was full of provocation.

The swords at this moment were tense, causing Ye Qingge's throat to tighten, and her heartbeat speeded up, a woman surnamed Huo?

It should be related to Huo Zhongrao, right? Otherwise, his face would not be so ugly...

"Let go of him, what he said is right, if Miao Miao is still there, the two of them should have been married long ago!"

Huo Zhongrao's voice was painfully suppressed, as if he could not find an outlet for catharsis, and was forced out of it.

I don't know why, looking at Huo Zhongrao's painful expression at this time, Ye Qingge felt that the tip of his heart was also twitching, and that feeling seemed to be called induction.

Li Beichen threw Feng Yan away, and Feng Yan fell into a chair with inertia, a little embarrassed.

"Brother Rao, I know you have been looking for Meowmeow for so many years. If you find her, I will marry her!"

Although this was to Huo Zhongrao, Feng Yan's peachy eyes looked straight at Li Beichen, unabashedly provocative, and that only he himself would understand the obscurity.

"Feng Yan, there is a limit to be crazy, don't overdo it!"

Li Beichen rarely swears, and this is the first time Ye Qingge has heard it.

She was wondering who this meow was, very curious.

"She is the daughter-in-law of your family. If you can find her, you must marry if you don't marry!"

When Huo Zhongrao said this, his eyes were a little lighter. After more than 20 years, can he still find it?

He had asked himself these words countless times, and he had already had the answer in his heart, and he couldn't find it, but he hadn't given up all these years.

I knew in my heart that maybe he would have died a long time ago, but people always have to have hope in life, or that would be boring.

"Brother Rao, you write down these words, don't find Meow Miao then, you are reluctant to marry her!"

Feng Yanxiao's spring breeze was proud, it seemed that Li Beichen in front of him looked pleasing to the eye, and no one could take away his.

"If you want to marry my sister, don't provoke women you shouldn't provoke!"

Huo Zhongrao, the woman who shouldn't provoke, naturally refers to Ye Qingge.

It turns out that the one called Meow Meow is Huo Zhongrao's sister...

Then Huo Zhongrao didn't know that Li Beichen and Feng Yan were lovers?

"I see, Brother Rao, except Meow, I won't provoke any women in the future!"

The feminine voice was so pleasant, and the eyes looking at Ye Qingge were so ambiguous and hot.

"Beichen, you have always been the most measured in your work, I won't say much, you should know it!"

Huo Zhongrao looked at Li Beichen. Although he didn't clearly name Ye Qingge, everyone sitting there understood.

"Brother, I have something to tell you when I look back!"

The person Li Beichen identified was his.

The old man is now using Ye Qingge to stimulate Nancheng, not really to let two people together, Su Tian is suitable for Nancheng.

Although the old man is stubborn and stubborn, the premise for his departure must be to make Nancheng happy.

Huo Zhongrao didn't speak any more, looking at Ye Qingge.

"Although Nancheng is a bit cynical, he still takes his feelings seriously, and I hope you will take him seriously! Don't let the girl gossip."

Ye Qingge's hand holding the chopsticks tightened suddenly.