Chapter 92

When he was in the car, he heard the woman say to Sheng Yilun on the other end of the phone clearly and plainly - I'll see you in the apartment tomorrow.

So, there's no time for premarital examination tomorrow. Isn't it because she's going to find him?

"Shi Yuxuan, isn't he?" His voice was frighteningly cold.

Yuxuan bit his lip and thought he was terrible at the moment.

Li Beichen raised his mouth dangerously and hissed.

With a strong drag, Yuxuan fell into his arms with a painful sound. The strong smell of tobacco drowned her. She subconsciously wanted to support his shoulders. Li Beichen rubbed her waist to close the distance, put her against the back of the sofa, pressed her down, grabbed her chin and looked at him. Her voice was low, but her words were sharp: "Shi Yuxuan, dare you disobey me?"

This man not only has such a serious cleanliness mania, but also has an irresistible possessiveness.

Terrible, terrible.

Yuxuan was shocked and speechless.

The lower jaw hurts as if a bone had been crushed.

A thin layer of sweat was seeping on his pale face, and he tried to resist the stubborn anger spreading up. Yuxuan stared at him in an unassuming manner, "Li Beichen, the relationship between Sheng Yilun and me is not what you think. Let me go first..."

"You know what the relationship is."

Embarrassment hit, Yuxuan wanted to escape the imprisonment of his palm, "it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Li Beichen, why on earth don't you give me freedom! "

Seeing her struggling, Li Beichen's eyes were colder. He simply picked up her whole son's hips and let her scream. He lay on his back on the sofa and leaned down, just like the prey imprisoned by the powerful emperor. His slender cold fingers rubbed heavily on the pink lips of Yuxuan, "don't you understand? Let me say it again - Shi Yuxuan, not because I'm your fiance, let alone because I'm the president of Yuzun, but because I'm a man. "

Let go and get up.

The unfathomable eyes had a trace of cold, "so, you don't want to be free."

The slender white ten fingers were inserted in the suit trouser bag. Li Beichen put away his sight, ignored her arrogantly, walked up the second floor, left Yuxuan alone, and was stunned in situ.

The slender eyelashes drooped and covered his tired eyes. Yuxuan lay limply on the sofa and looked laxly at the stairs.

Violent and reckless, who is this!

*......*

The next morning, when Li Beichen came down from upstairs, he found that the woman who had always been presumptuous sat surly at the table.

She smiled, her face was light and moving, especially the deep rippling dimples, which looked like the sparkling lake at the bottom.

What the hell is this woman doing?

"Beichen, try this bowl of preserved egg lean meat porridge. I made it myself." Yuxuan smiled surly, filled him with a bowl of fragrant porridge and handed it over, "there are fried eggs. I took great pains to make a good-looking heart shape. You can try it, too."

Yuxuan's soft and waxy voice was flattering, but it was not that kind of affectation. This time, he couldn't hate it.

Li Beichen's thin lips closed coldly, and his deep eyes fell on her. He seemed to see through her sharply, "Shi Yuxuan, what are you going to do?"

"You've been so busy recently, I can't bear it, so I cook myself and cook a love breakfast for you." She suddenly opened her mouth and said something simply.

Li Beichen's tall and mighty figure was suddenly stiff in place.

Is she doing her duty to care for him?

Inexplicably, a little upset.

Leaning on the table, he lit a cigarette. After a moment of silence, he slowly opened his mouth, "preserved eggs and eggs, unbalanced nutrition, redo."