Chapter 142 Isn't It Gentle Enough?

Chapter 142   Isn't it gentle enough?

As soon as he thought that Ye Qingge liked gentle men, he searched the Internet, and he tried his best to learn what a gentle man should be like.

Smile gently, don't speak harshly, be tolerant, caring, pampering and pampering...

What listening inquiry...

These messy things have nothing to do with him, but he also wants to do his best, but this woman doesn't seem to have seen the smile on his face since he came back, isn't she gentle enough?

The more Li Beichen thought about it, the angrier he became, and he felt that sitting here was unwelcome and neglected, and this was not a good feeling in his heart.

"Uncle, don't just drink the soup. The ribs here are also delicious. I stewed them for three hours!"

Ye Qingge likes to eat a few pieces of pork ribs inside when drinking soup. It is different from the sweet and sour short ribs with a thick taste, but very tender!

"Hmm!" Ye Qingge's two nagging words while filling the soup made Li Beichen's expression soften a lot.

Ye Qingge had some indigestion after eating a meal.

When she came out after cleaning the kitchen, Mu Mu was playing games with Feng Yan.

Although Li Beichen was holding the tablet, he looked up from time to time. Are these things so fun?

The big reason why his son and Feng Yan call each other brothers is because they play the same game, allies.

Ye Qingge put the cut fruit on the low table and saw that it was half past seven...

However, neither of these two people seemed to have the intention of leaving!

She still has something to say to Feng Yan.

Especially when Li Beichen didn't know when he actually changed into home clothes...

"You guys eat fruit..." He chose a seat away from the three of them and sat down.

Li Beichen looked at Ye Qingge's clothes that fell off from time to time, the small fragrant shoulders were just exposed, and under the warm yellow light, there was a seductive smell.

He got up and sat down, and directly pulled the collar up with his hands.

"..." Ye Qingge was speechless. When she was in Li's house, she wore the same clothes, and she never saw him tugging at her collar.

Who is this going to show to?

"Mu Mu, you should go to bed!" Although Li Beichen said that, in his heart, he said, "Feng Yan, you should go, we should go to bed!"

"Well, I've played this game before!"

Li Mumu didn't show face to his father, but looked at his mother eagerly.

I knew she was going to talk to Brother Feng.

Even if he knew that his mother had said it, it was useless, but this blow could never come out of his mouth.

This game went on for more than half an hour.

Ye Qingge didn't expect that Feng Yan seemed to have a bad temper, but he was still very patient with Mu Mu.

If it were Li Beichen, he wouldn't play games with Mu Mu.

"Feng Yan, let me take you downstairs! I have something to tell you!"

Ye Qingge wanted to talk about not only the matter of asking him to help, but also the matter of the necklace and the head of the house.

The injury on Ye Qingge's arm was not serious, but the skin was scratched, and she was also very skinny, she put on the clothes as soon as she took them, and didn't care at all.

"Well, it just so happens that I have something to tell you!" Feng Yan looked at Li Beichen's dark and smelly face, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter and brighter.

Li Beichen just watched his woman go out with other men, clenched his fists to control his temper, and restrained himself from going up to drag her back.

After getting off the elevator, Ye Qingge didn't speak, and she didn't know what he would think if she offered to help based on her friendship with Feng Yan.