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At the hotel.

Yue Chan's room was right next to Wen Liang's.

Wen Liang eagerly ran to the man's side and sat down. Just as he was about to open his mouth, the towel was snatched away by him. He took her by the shoulder and turned her half around, his back to her.

"..." Cursing his wife so directly, why did he want to marry her back?

Mr. Qi looked at his foolish wife and said seriously: "Having children is so harmful to your body, and you even have to bear the risk of a difficult labour. Not mentioning the fact that you were pregnant in October, it hurts so much when you were born, I can't bear to …"

Sudden love words swept across her heart like a storm. When he seriously said the words' I can't bear to part with it ', God knows what she had already forgotten in her mind.

"Alright, then it won't happen." She wanted to see what expression the Mr. Qi had.

Who would have thought that Mr. Qi would suddenly look at her and say: "Shouldn't you be so moved that you would be willing to give birth to a football team for me?"

Wen Liang: "....."

"So that expression of affection was purposely made for me? A routine? Hm? Qi Thirteen, you said that you will never trick me again? And then? The words just now were all lies? "

The man smiled, and lightly rubbed the bridge of her nose with his index finger. "Really, what I just said is all true."

"Liar... "Ugh …"

He grabbed the woman's arm and pulled her into his embrace, blocking her captivating red lips before the little girl could react.

Lying horizontally in his arms and feeling his warm breath, his warm lips couldn't help but curl up into a smile. He stretched out his hand and wrapped it around the man's neck.

He had one arm around her waist, and his broad hands were rubbing her slender waist. "On the sofa? "Hmm?"

That ending tone, made Wen Liang's entire body tremble. When she finished understanding of Mr. Qi's words, she finally reacted.

On the sofa?

The woman pressed her hand against the man's forehead. "No!"

"What don't you want?" He reached out and took her wrist and held it above her head, pressing her small wrist against it.

Wen Liang struggled a few times and realized that he was no match for Han Li. With a smile, he turned to Han Li and said, "Don't be on the sofa!"

"Then where do you want to go?" His pretty eyes swept the area and landed on the large landing balcony.

The balcony was right next to the balcony of the next room, and the balcony next to it. If he remembered correctly, wasn't that Yue Chan's room?

Just as Wen Liang was deep in thought, he heard Mr. Qi's voice from the side: "Seems like it's tacit agreement."

As he spoke, he lifted her up in his arms.

Wen Liang instantly felt unwell. He grabbed the man's sleeve and said shyly, "Stop messing around!"

"The sofa." The man smiled as he raised his eyebrows, looking like he was about to return home.

"..."

"Bed!" Wen Liang pointed at the two meter long bed. "Can't a bed do it?"

"Of course!" The man suddenly staggered. Wen Liang was so frightened that she quickly reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck.

However, he noticed that the man had a sinister smile on his face. He leaned close to her ear, bit her earlobe and said, "My wife is really conservative."

Wen Liang's ears instantly turned red: "You tramp!"

The man bared his big white teeth and smiled slyly.

Ye Zichen placed the soft girl on the bed and got close to her … "Uhh …"

Mr. Qi maintained the position of pressing down on Mrs. Qi's body, indicating: It's very angry!

"Wah!" "You're called 'Room Services'?" The little woman gave him an ambiguous wink. She emphasized the words' guest room service ', making it difficult for people to not want to think about it.

Qi Ye flicked his forehead: "What, you still have companions?"

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head to nibble on the woman's red lips. "I'll come and take care of you later!"

He got up and went to open the door. Wen Liang was stunned for a while before he finally understood the meaning of Qi Ye's words!

She asked him if he had called room service and he said that the room service attendant was his companion. Wasn't it obvious that she was going to serve him tonight?

Qi Thirteen is a king of tricks!

Wen Liang pulled the quilt over her body and wrapped it up into a dumpling, revealing a bag. Her bright eyes peeked at the door of the suite as she tried to imagine what kind of method the Plot King would use to pull her out of the quilt.

However, one minute, two minutes, three minutes had passed …

Qi Thirteen still hadn't returned.

Wen Liang rolled his body, not being able to see the scene outside the door. He didn't know who was knocking on the door, so he thought he might have knocked on the wrong door or some other reason, but he didn't expect it to take so long.

After another two to three minutes, not only did Qi Ye not return, there was actually no other sound coming from outside at all.

Wen Liang finally reacted and rolled a few times before finally getting himself out from under the blanket. He had thought of many ways to drag himself out of the blanket with the Mr. Qi s, but he had never thought that he would be the one to get out …

Wen Liang grabbed a large bathrobe and wrapped it around himself before walking out of the room.

The door was opened, but Qi Ye was not there.

"Qi Thirteen?" Wen Liang did not wait for an answer.

He frowned as he walked towards the door, only to see that the door to the room next door was wide open. He could hear the intermittent sounds of crying coming from inside.

This voice was too familiar!

Outside the door, Eric was frowning as he looked at Yue Chan's room with a troubled expression.

Wen Liang frowned, he wrapped up the bathrobe on his body tightly and walked towards Yue Chan's room. When Eric saw this, he immediately turned around and respectfully nodded at Wen Liang. "Young Madam!"

Wen Liang waved his hands and walked to Eric's side. He saw that Yue Chan's entire body was limp in Qi Ye's embrace, both of her hands were wrapped around Qi Ye's shoulders, and she had no strength left in him, as if someone had pulled out her bones.

"What's going on?" Wen Liang asked Eric in a low voice as he resisted the urge to pull Yue Chan away.

Eric frowned and said, "Young Master told me to guard Miss Yue, I heard the sound of crying coming from inside the room, so I wanted to quickly knock on the door to inform Young Master, but who would have known that Young Master would ask someone to open the door to see Miss Yue Chan sitting on the balcony with both her feet hanging out … …"

So it turned out that way?

He didn't need to listen to Eric to know what happened next.

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and bring Miss Yue down! How cold the wind on the balcony is! " Wen Liang dragged Eric out, and almost pushed him to Yue Chan's and Qi Ye's side.

Under the Young Madam's orders, Eric had no choice but to extend his hand to receive Yue Chan.

Wen Liang stepped forward and helped hug Yue Chan, pushed him aside with her butt, and even looked at Qi Ye with disdain, "You're clumsy, your hands are heavy, what if all you have to do is hurt Xiao Yue!"

She said to Eric, "How cold is the cold wind outside? Carry Xiao Yue to the sofa. Just now, you knocked on the door in such a hurry. When the young master got off the bed, he dodged my knock. I told him that his waist couldn't handle it. He doesn't believe me!"

Who said his waist couldn't endure any pain, as long as his target was the Mrs. Qi, he would do anything!

Eric followed suit. He wanted to go up and hug Yue Chan, but he did not expect Yue Chan to object like that, and pushed him away.

This strength was actually quite great, and in an instant, it had pushed the defenseless Eric down to the ground. Yue Chan naturally staggered a little, and in the end, fell into Qi Ye's embrace once more.

Wen Liang looked at Yue Chan like she was a spectator. Was this unintentional? Or was it intentional?

Seeing Yue Chan's red and swollen face, and how tears were rolling down her face, it looked as if she was extremely hurt, as if she had been hurt too badly by what happened today.

But no matter how severely injured she was, she couldn't just keep sticking to her husband!

Wen Liang frowned. He stepped forward and pulled Yue Chan out of Qi Ye's embrace, then bent down and carried Yue Chan onto his back. She entered the house while carrying him on his back.

Eric and Qi Ye, who were left standing on the balcony, could not react for a long time.

Eric stared at the young lady's warm back in a daze. He had never imagined that the seemingly weak and delicate young mistress, who was usually favored by the young master, would be so godly after she married the young lady, who rarely did anything by herself!