"Mr. Li, you don't know. I've always been slow. Hehe, I really can't remember anything." Yuxuan tried to pretend to be calm and pretended to be indifferent. Otherwise, how would she say it? Would you like to describe in detail with him the mood of being occupied?

Thinking about it, she found that the man around her was cold and terrible, as cold as frost, and she trembled with fear.

"Mrs. Li, I really don't remember at all?"

Li Beichen's eyes were a little cold, and his deep eyes stared at her for a moment.

"Hmm..." Yuxuan was a little hairy with such sharp eyes, and swallowed his saliva tremblingly. He didn't understand why Li Beichen was so serious.

Seeing her drooping eyes and no longer talking, Li Beichen coldly took back his sight.

Get up and get out of bed.

He clearly felt the cold breath of Li Beichen, even with a murderous spirit. Yuxuan was more and more confused.

He cares so much about her impression of that kind of thing?

"Mr. Li..."

Without giving her a chance to continue, Li Beichen proudly left the door and left.

The sound of "bang" was very heavy, and even the French windows trembled slightly.

Yuxuan is stunned!

Good, as for anger?

This man, what's crazy?

Some annoyed, Yuxuan held the pillow and plunged into the quilt.

He scratched his hair and stirred the ground like a chicken nest, but he still couldn't remember where he provoked him.

Turned over and stared straight at the ceiling.

Suddenly, the idea of jumping into the sky frightened her.

Surprised and unbelievably opened her mouth, she sat up.

It is said that men attach great importance to their abilities in that field——

Li Beichen is so angry, shouldn't he——

Yes, it is! And it's better than that!

She just said she didn't remember anything, but it made him feel frustrated and even angry.

Thinking so, Yuxuan suddenly smiled, and a charming blush rippled on her white and tender face.

In fact, she doesn't completely forget.

If he can be gentle, the fate between the two bodies is really good.

Realizing his fantasy, Yuxuan shook his head shyly, but he couldn't shake the picture when he was on her

The next day, Yuxuan didn't wake up until noon.

I'm really tired and my body aches.

Maybe I danced too much with Sheng Yilun on the busy Avenue last night, or I tossed for too long after returning to the capital of Huadu

Yuxuan's flat mouth didn't continue to think.

When I went downstairs, I glanced at master bedroom. Door was open and nobody was there.

Early in the morning, she slept vaguely. When she had a nightmare, the door seemed to be pushed open by someone.

His footsteps were very light. He seemed afraid that the sound of leather shoes buckled on the floor would break her fragile dream.

After that, she felt the broad and thick hand, stroked her forehead and rubbed her frown.

The cool finger belly made her so relieved, and her eyebrows gradually stretched out. She was no longer entangled by nightmares, so she could sleep until noon.

Now I think, at that time, the masculine smell that permeated her skin was Li Beichen.

It turned out that he went to Yuzun so early.

When he rested last night, the night was so deep that he only slept for an hour. I don't know if he will be tired or his stomach will hurt?

Thinking so, Yuxuan is a little anxious.

Just as I was about to turn around, my sight fell on the simple and white sheet without bias.

The pavement is flat without any wrinkles.

It should have just been changed.

Otherwise, once last night, the sheets had been tangled by two figures and rolled into a ball.

Thinking of this, Yuxuan blushed and burned to the root of his ear.