Chapter 778

She asked, "what's the fiancee's name?"

"..." forgot.

"Can't answer?"

"... another question."

"Sheng Yilun." She called him.

He smiled, "Why are you so serious all of a sudden?"

"Do you like her?"

This sentence is particularly abrupt under the night.

Sheng Yilun was stiff. He was in a trance for a moment, but he soon put away his emotions. He said, "I like her."

"She looks very good. There is no doubt about it. She is also extremely docile. She takes care of me and her parents carefully for fear of making mistakes."

"The temperament of a celebrity is impeccable."

Listen to him word by word, so seriously tell her that the show eyebrow of Yuxuan's Micro Cu gradually eased. She sighed, "that's good."

Sheng Yilun should have smiled low, but what she couldn't see was that the handsome face turned pale. He looked at the bustling neon and gorgeous outside the window, and his eyes were gradually lax.

Most people are lonely, but under the traffic and lights, he is not lonely, but lonely.

The feeling of emptiness and solitude in her heart can no longer be filled except her.

Although he knew that this feeling was destined to accompany him all his life, as long as he thought of her happiness, the days would not be so difficult.

Maybe in the future, the Li family and the Sheng family can get married or something.

Sheng Yilun still smiled and asked her, "may I have a son early and grow old together?"

"Of course." Yuxuan answered almost without hesitation. She cleared her throat and wished earnestly and sincerely, "the eldest young master of the Sheng family and the unknown Mrs. Sheng want to have a son early and grow old together."

Through the phone, Sheng Yilun can feel her happiness.

He finally wanted to settle down. She was relieved, so she was so happy. And she was happy. He knew his determination was right.

"Remember to give me a bigger red envelope then!" While talking, he had driven McLaren, and the sound of the wonderful engine was low. The cold wind in the middle of the night blew his handsome eyebrows and eyes, and the broken hair on his forehead was blown away, which caught a few threads of calm flavor in his publicity atmosphere.

"Don't worry, I'm the biggest in Shencheng." Yuxuan raised his lips.

He knew she was laughing, and his beautiful face should have rippled and opened deep dimples, as if it could hold the taste of the whole night.

"Well, I'll wait."

"Be safe on the road."

"OK."

Cut off the phone, the smile on Yuxuan's face did not disperse.

Late autumn, the cool wind blowing, some cold. She turned around, her slender arm hugged Li Beichen and asked for temperature in his strong chest.

He clasped the person in his arms and passed the warmth to her.

"Li Beichen."

"Huh?"

Yuxuan buried her head deep in front of his chest, and dense water vapor floated in amber eyes. She didn't let him know, but gently told him, "I'm so happy."

Li Beichen's eyes were deep, and the moment was secretive, such as a restricted area, which people couldn't peep into.

Finally, he nodded and rubbed the person in his arms more and more tightly, as if to melt her into his blood.

"Well, just be happy."

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Late at night, kuailan mountain, the capital of Huadu.

The people on the bed fell asleep, and the big master bedroom was filled with her sweet taste.

Taking back his sight, the tall and straight ink figure got out of bed and stood in front of the French window.

At night, looking down from a commanding position, the huge capital of Huadu was buried in silence.

As the clock ticked past, Li Beichen reached out and rubbed the tired eyebrows.

Sheng Yilun, thank you.