The Young Master's Bride

57 I’ll have to call you little aunt sooner or later. Don’t worry, it’s impossible between you and him

Ye qingge’s words were weak. Her stomach and waist hurt when she was on her period.

Now, li beixiao’s warm palm was on her waist, making her so comfortable that she wanted to sleep.

She didn’t expect that his hand could cure menstrual cramps.

“Stomach pain?” At this time, li beixiao also noticed that she did not look too good.

period pain. I want to sleep ...

He really wanted to sleep. Ever since his mother passed away, this was the first time he wanted to sleep without drinking.

“Li beixiao, what are you doing?”

Ye qingge’s body was lifted up by the waist and she instinctively wrapped her arms around li beixiao’s neck.

This sudden movement shocked her so much that her voice went a little higher.

“I’m sleeping!”

He placed ye qingge on the bed and Li beixiao also laid down.

He directly pulled her into his arms from behind in a domineering manner.

“You’re scaring me ...”

Before ye qingge could finish her sentence, she felt the man’s warm hand on her stomach ...

He was ...?

Ye qingge’s head was blown. She had never felt such warmth before. At this time, she was at a loss.

He felt the cool skin under his palm. It was very clear.

Li beixiao asked unhappily, ” why is your stomach so cold? ”

“You don’t need to ...”

Ye qingge tried to break li Beichen’s hand, but it was in vain.

“Don’t move. I’m asking you why your stomach is so cold.”

He leaned close to ye qingge, as if this could drive away the coldness in her body.

Ye qingge could clearly feel the warmth of the man’s chest, just like the warm baby used to warm her stomach ...

This sudden warmth made ye qingge’s eyes fill with a layer of

be good, I won’t touch you. I’m just warming up your stomach. Go to sleep!

He held ye qingge in his arms, put his chin on her head, and gently rubbed it.

He could smell the faint fragrance of her hair.

uncle, I’m Nancheng’s fiancée ...

Ye qingge murmured.

She hoped that li beixiao could be more clear-headed.

She didn’t dare to struggle. She knew how dangerous the man was at this time.

“Nancheng will have to call you little aunt sooner or later. Don’t worry, it’s impossible between you and him!”

Confident and overbearing words came out of li beixiao’s mouth.

It was like a golden rule, and no one would not believe it.

“It’s impossible between me and him, and it’s even more impossible between me and little uncle!”

Her eyelids gradually sank and her stomach was warm and comfortable. It was so comfortable that ye qingge forgot that the person holding her behind her was her fiancé’s uncle ...

That night, ye qingge slept soundly. It had been a long time since she had such a deep sleep.

She was not dreaming, she did not miss her mother, and she did not feel guilty towards her daughter.

The next day.

When ye qingge woke up, li Beichen was no longer by her side.

However, the seat beside him was still warm, proving that he had just left.

Ye qingge closed her eyes and let out a sigh of relief.

At this moment, her phone beeped with a text message.

She got out of bed and picked up her phone. Feng Yan must have turned it on, and he was the only one who knew this number.

Ye qingge’s face turned red when she opened the message.

“You’re making me lose sleep. I want to kiss you, I miss you!”

She threw her phone on the sofa in anger and cursed him in her heart.

Ye qingge had just opened the door when li beixiao came out from the opposite side.

“Morning, little uncle!” Ye qingge took the initiative to greet him with a sweet smile.

Li beixiao knew that she did it on purpose.