Master's Little Girl Has Grown Up

"Well, indeed." Mr. Zhan looked at the girl sideways with a slight hook on his thin lips: "compared with it, you covet my beauty more."

Time shallow: "...."

She could not refute.

"What? I'm not right?" Business secretary Zhan Youdao.

Shi Qian suddenly smiled: "yes, that's right."

Lake Villa.

Feng Qingyan didn't stay long alone. Beiming Yue came back soon.

Seeing him enter the room, Feng Qingyan subconsciously shrinks back on the sofa.

Noticing her movements, Beiming Yuejun frowned slightly and strode to her: "are you afraid of me?"

Feng Qingyan nodded subconsciously, then immediately shook his head.

Beiming became more angry: "what have I done to you? What are you afraid of?"

"You didn't do anything to me before..." With that, Feng Qingyan's cheeks became hot, and his small face suddenly turned red.

So to her?

Beiming hesitated.

Looking at the shy girl, the only thing I can think of is kissing her.

He coughed softly, and then his tone eased a lot: "I just kiss you. What's the big deal? You are all mine, and we will be closer in the future."

Hearing the words, Feng Qingyan was stunned, and a touch of doubt flashed across the bottom of his eyes.

Does Beiming Yue still not know about that night?

If it hadn't been for the night four years ago, she wouldn't have run away so firmly.

After thinking about it, she turned and said, "you still have me arrested and locked up here..."

Looking at the poor little woman in the sofa, Beiming Yue suddenly ponders whether he is really too fierce.

A moment later, he suddenly sat down beside her: "as long as you don't want to run away and stay by my side, I won't always restrict your freedom."

Feng Qingyan turned to look at him: "really?"

The more Beiming looked at her, the more serious he looked: "of course, you are my woman, not a pet. I keep you shut up for nothing!"

"Can I..."

"No!" Before Feng Qingyan could speak, Beiming Yue interrupted her and continued: "you have been running for so long, and you want to go out one day after you come back!"

“.......”

"Don't you go to the crew in a week? Stay here with me this week. Be obedient. I'll let you work in the crew in a week."

Seeing that Beiming is more assertive, Feng Qingyan is worried that saying too much will arouse his suspicion, so he doesn't say anything more.

I had to endure for another week and wait until the crew found a way to see the baby.

"OK." Feng Qingyan said: "well... Go back to your room. I want to rest."

Beiming leaned back more and more lazily, and evil cult said, "this is my room."

Feng Qingyan looked at him in a daze: "where is my room?"

The North Ming Yue Gou said, "here too."

Feng Qingyan's small face suddenly flashed a fluster: "no, I'm going to the guest room. I promise I won't run."

With that, he immediately stood up and walked out.

Beiming grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms: "you don't want to go anywhere today."

Feng Qingyan fell into his arms and stared at him. The bottom of his eyes was a panic that could not be concealed.

The pictures of that night flooded into her mind again. She even clearly remembered her voice begging him, but the man refused to let her go.

She could feel that he was abnormal that night. It seemed that he had been drugged, but he didn't know it was her.

Looking at the girl's flustered eyes, Beiming is more depressed, but still doesn't want to let go of her.

He took her to bed, then turned off the light, and said coldly, "sleep."

He didn't have a good rest in the crew and hurried back after work. Feng Qingyan was really tired and soon went to sleep.

In her dream, she went back to the banquet four and a half years ago. She saw Beiming Yue for the first time.

After staring at him for a long time, he suddenly looked at her and smiled at her. He was very enchanted.

Her heart beat uncontrollably fast and she was in a frenzy.

Later, some people called him prince ye and others called him young master Beiming.

One of her sisters in the family said excitedly that he was so handsome.

The next morning.

Feng Qingyan sleeps in a daze. He subconsciously hugs the people around him and mumbles, "baby."

Beiming Yue was already awake. Hearing the words, he was stunned. Looking at the little woman who was about to wake up, Feng's eyes narrowed slightly and suddenly asked, "who is the baby?"

Feng Qing smiled: "of course the baby is..."

In the middle of the sentence, she suddenly woke up and opened her eyes to look at the man in front of her.

"Who is it?" Beiming asked again.

Feng Qingyan stared at him, pretending to be stupid: "what?"

"Feng Qingyan, don't pretend! Who was the baby you just shouted?"

Feng Qingyan blinked and looked innocent: "I don't know. I'm dreaming. I forget when I wake up."