Chapter 9 Throwing in Your Arms, Do You Often Do This?

Chapter 9 Throwing in your arms, do you often do this?

Chu Baiqing looked at the third brother and his future nephew and daughter-in-law, this posture is too ambiguous | ambiguous and irritating?

Third brother doesn't like women approaching him, everyone knows it.

But at this time, he didn't push the woman off him...

Chu Baiqing immediately got up sensibly, and exited the private room, and she really became interested.

"Throw yourself into your arms? Do you often do this?" The angry voice was full of displeasure.

"I want to say that my feet are slippery, Mr. Li believes it?" Ye Qingge smiled awkwardly, that smile was naturally charming.

The bodies of the two were close to each other, and Ye Qingge could clearly feel that something was slowly changing under her knees.

"Have you been drinking?" The strong smell of alcohol lingered in his breath, making Li Beichen's eyes immediately turn cold.

"People who don't drink here are either not weaned or sick!"

With a bewitching smile, Ye Qingge pointed it out, feeling annoyed at the lack of those two bottles of 82-year-old Lafite.

"You have milk?"

With a scorching breath, the words he said hit Ye Qingge's two balls of soft cotton impartially.

Her body trembled involuntarily.

Ye Qingge didn't expect Li Beichen to be so nasty despite his abstinence.

The big palm suddenly clasped the back of her head, pressing down hard...

nice touch...

"Are you still sick here? Huh?" Li Beichen clasped the palm of Ye Qingge's head with a little more force.

Did he mean that she was mentally ill?

Li Beichen's "um" with a rising ending made Ye Qingge's heart stop for a moment.

In the panic of her thoughts, Ye Qingge realized that the burning breath on her chest came from Li Beichen's mouth and nose.

The posture between them is as ambiguous|ambiguous as it is|ambiguous.

"President Li, please respect yourself!"

Ye Qingge tried hard to break free, but couldn't.

"Is this strength enough?" A vigorous palm suddenly supported Ye Qingge's buttocks, and squeezed hard.

The man's palm was like a hot iron, making Ye Qingge dare not move it!

This man is so evil, charming and sycophantic.

He knew she was his nephew's fiancée, and she was handpicked by old man Li, yet she was so unscrupulous.

He didn't take her seriously, so why should she let him take advantage of her and please her.

She, Ye Qingge, has never been easy to bully.

Turning his head, he bit Li Beichen's neck hard, not enough to see the blood, but there was already a blood mark.

"Hiss!" Li Beichen snorted, his eyes instantly became cold and dangerous.

"This strength is enough!" The words he said were ruthless, enchanting and charming.

It turned out that she was just a scratchy little wild cat, pretending to be cute to the old man, saying that she was not simple.

"Almost!" While speaking, Li Beichen clasped the back of Ye Qingge's head with his big palm.

Bringing her lips to his own, prying them open aggressively, and entangled them domineeringly.

She vowed to take away all the breath in her mouth, and let her taste belong to him.

Ye Qingge's mind thumped, this strange yet familiar feeling.

Suddenly, it reminded her of that night five years ago...

Crazy|wild, lingering, vicious, dangerous...

"Let me focus!"

Sensing the distraction of the woman in his arms, Li Beichen warned coldly.

Her lips are so sweet and soft that people can't stop.

After being scolded by Li Beichen in such a low voice, Ye Qingge woke up instantly.