Chapter 145

"It's my fault if I don't have time, and then, what else did you say?" Lang Ye raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, it seemed that he would have to spend a lot of effort to make the little man admit his mistake.

"The little patriarch is wrong, so how will he be punished?" Wen Yue deliberately diverted the wind of the battle, and refused to change the topic in the direction of Kunshan.

Now that you admit that you were wrong, punish yourself first.

"Yue'er can be punished as she wants." Lang Ye smiled helplessly, well, this topic has been dragged on and brought him to admit his mistake.

"but."

Lang Ye opened his mouth and dropped two words.

"But what?"

Wen Yue asked anxiously.

She was happy just now that Lang Ye said that he could punish him as he wanted, and it would be best for him to admit his mistakes, so that he could get one sum for one sum, and no one could be punished if two twos were equal.

Unexpectedly, before she could have another half-second of laughter, the word "but" immediately raised her heart to her throat. Can you speak well?
"Punish you first, then me."

Lang Ye Youyou said something, and then got up to get the kettle that was already boiling.

After washing the teacups on the table, he took out the tea leaves and steeped them in no hurry. No one would be willing to look away from the graceful rhythmic movements of the flowing clouds and flowing water.

Except for Wen Yue, she has long been tired of watching, let alone at this moment.

"Why do you want to punish me? I didn't do anything wrong?"

Lang Ye stopped making tea, shook his head and laughed dumbly, the little man can still pretend to be stupid to this extent.

"You went to Kunshan today." Okay, then let him help her recall her memories.

"Well, go."

If you go there, you will go. Although Kunshan Mountain is a big treasure mountain, who said that you are not allowed to go?
No no, absolutely no one ever said that.

"You promised me not to go in the morning." Lang Ye calmly handed the brewed tea in front of her, his thin lips slightly parted, and said softly.

Then, he picked up his own cup of tea, put it to his lips, blew on it, and took a sip.

"Is there, when will I agree, why don't I know?" Wen Yue's face was full of disbelief that she had said this, her beautiful eyes were stunned, and she finally followed through shamelessly.

"Moon."

"Ok?"

"You really can't remember?"

"No, I remembered."

"Just remember."

"Remember I never promised you not to go to Kunshan."

The corners of Lang Ye's eyes twitched, and the hand holding the teacup shook. The tea he had just swallowed was stuck in his throat, and he almost choked to death.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

"Little patriarch, what's wrong with you, little patriarch?"

Wen Yue saw that Lang Ye was coughing so much that his lungs almost coughed out, so she quickly got up and walked to him, reaching out her hand to pat him on the back.

"I'm so anxious to drink tea, really, I won't fight with you, drink it slowly next time."

If this anger is not enough to kill people, he complained while patting back, Lang Ye was almost pissed off by her if he didn't choke to death, well, with her current attitude of refusing to admit it, he really has nothing to do with her.

You can't just move your mouth, so we can't do it?
After Lang Ye breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly stretched out his slender and powerful hand, and pulled Wen Yue, who was standing behind him on the right and patted him on the back, into his arms.

One arm wrapped around Wen Yue's waist to hold her white and tender green hand, and the other hand gently lifted her chin, pointing her breathtaking and beautiful figure at herself.

After seeing Wen Yue's ethereal and beautiful eyes, there was only his reflection at this moment, Lang Ye smiled heartily, that smile was so dazzling that the world paled.

"Yue'er, do you remember now?"

Wen Yue was too frightened by his sudden movement to react, but now she woke up instantly when his sexy, hoarse and slightly magnetic voice came out.

She actually sat on the lap of the little patriarch!

He was still in his arms!

Look at his stupid smile that doesn't deserve a beating. Although he is very good-looking, what should I do if I really want to beat him?
"I remember, I never said that."

Why, my aunt just never said, who is afraid of whom, anyway, it's not my thigh, I'm not tired.

"Oh? It seems that Yue'er still doesn't remember, let me help you recall memories."

Lang Ye smiled softly, the hand holding Wen Yue's chin slowly moved up inch by inch, and the hand around her waist tightened bit by bit.

He wants to see how long this little man can endure.

"Slow, slow, slow!"

"I remembered!" Wen Yue quickly confessed, her white jade face became hot for a while, and the rouge-like red lightly emerged, as tempting as a red fruit, wanting to take a bite.

"Yue'er, what do you remember?"

Lang Ye still didn't let go of the hand pinching her chin, the distance between their lips was only five centimeters, so close that when they talked, they could be caressed by the hot air from each other's lips.

The white and smooth skin on Wen Yue's face, and the bright red lips, allure Lang Ye to taste her fragrance all the time.

The little man he has been thinking about is finally sitting in his arms, Lang Ye is so excited that the blood cells in his whole body are boiling and rolling with joy.

Thousands of voices kept clamoring in Lang Ye's mind, asking him to put on that seductive red lip.

"Hey, what, can you move away first?"

Wen Yue turned her beautiful eyes and muttered.

"Oh, like this?"

Wolf Night is two points closer.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Wen Yue quickly stretched out her jade finger to block the three centimeters between their lips.

Frowning his eyebrows, he glared viciously at the culprit, Lang Ye, who was right in front of him.

What my aunt said was move away, move away a little, didn't I get closer?
are you deaf
Still can't understand people?
"Yue'er, didn't you say you remembered, what did you remember?"

Lang Ye ignored the fierce eyes of the little man in his arms, still smiling, with his thin lips slightly parted, and continued to ask Wen Yue gently with his foul-sounding deep male voice.

Accompanied by the hot air sprayed out of the words, Wen Yue's fair cheeks turned red again, she cleared her throat, pretending to be calm and said:
"Remember, I said I can't go to Kunshan." Okay, you are amazing.

Damn little patriarch, didn't he just want her to admit her mistake? It didn't take such trouble. If she didn't say it, it would be over. She is not such a shameless villain, so how could she go through such a long time.

"Now, do you finally remember?"

Well, it seems that it still has some effect. If she commits a crime again in the future, she can use this trick, Lang Ye nodded, thinking so.

"Did Yue'er make a mistake then?"

Lang Ye's mellow voice continued to ask.

"Yes." Wen Yueyan lowered her eyes.

"Should I be punished if I made a mistake?" Lang Ye was amused when he saw that she changed into a cowardly look in an instant.

"Yes." Wen Yue nodded.

There's so much nonsense, so hurry up and say what you want to say, and she has to go back to see the baby after she finished speaking, she has pretended to admit her mistake so sincerely, and she still doesn't intend to let her go!
(End of this chapter)

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