Mommy, Please Wait To Be Loved

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Li Yuan felt like he was struck by lightning, and his whole body was a little unstable.

Does Sister Shi Qing want her life?

If you dare to mess with Mr. Li's phone call to a flower idiot like Ji Pianpian, she doesn't know how she died in the end.

Looking at Li Jin for help, Li Jin, who is usually as indifferent as a stone, was dumbfounded, not only the corners of his eyes twitched, but the corners of his mouth twitched.

Ji Pianpian did not expect to be successful, she was about to get Mr. Li's phone number!

Oh yeah! Great!

The so-called men chasing women, across the wall, women chasing men, separated into yarn, she did not believe it, she sticks it like a plaster, does Mr. Li become soft?

Li Yuanxin was soothing, but his face was as calm as ever: "Sister, this..."

Shi Qing: "Forget it, I also know your thoughts, don't you just like my brother? But obviously, sister Ji is more suitable for my brother."

Li Yuan's knees softened in fright and almost knelt. When did she have that idea for Mr. Li?

Even if she borrowed her a hundred courage, she would not dare.

"Sister I—"

As soon as she was about to explain, she was interrupted by Shi Qing: "No more, bring paper and pen, and I will write it myself."

Ji Pianpian rolled his eyes at Li Yuan, apparently treating Li Yuan as an imaginary rival.

Li Yuan was at a loss and didn't understand what Shi's sister was playing.

Ji Pianpian took out his mobile phone: "Sister Li, why don't you just type in? Don't bother your assistant."

The high-cold sister Li gave an "um", took her mobile phone, quickly pressed the finger and entered a series of numbers.

Ji Pianpian took the phone winged, and saw a row of numbers on the screen: 19180487561.

Excited, surprised, drunk, she had been a **** for a while, indulged in the dreams of flying with Li Beixun and herself, unable to extricate herself...

When it was too cold, he looked up again and found that Sister Li and the others had already left.

I want to leave, as if I stepped on something under my feet.

Ji Pianpian wondered, picking it up and looking at it, it was a string of jade and diamond bracelets. It looked like a few years ago, and the interface was loose due to wear and tear.

This is the place where Sister Li stood. She must have dropped this bracelet.

Ji Pianpian put it on the tip of her nose, sniffed it obsessively, and then put it away eagerly. Now that she has Mr. Li's phone number, she will use this excuse to return the bracelet to him another day.

The plan...perfect!

"Ha, Ji Pianpian is as stupid as before..." Shi Qing couldn't help laughing when she returned to the room.

Looking at her face as black as charcoal, and Li Yuan who was wronged as if someone owed her millions, Shi Qing felt that they were scared just now.

Putting away his smile, he took Li Yuan's hand: "I'm sorry, I acted too deeply just now, I lied to you."

"Acting?" Li Yuan's silent heart instantly sprouted like spring grass: "Sister, what are you? You are acting?"

Li Jin snorted coldly on the side: "If Master Li knows, if you mess with his number, you will feel better."

Shi Qing pouted: "Hey, don't wrong the good guys, okay? 19180487561, is it your Li Ye's number?"

Li Beixun has a lot of numbers, the ones that are private and not, and Li Jin knows all of them, and there is no such number.

Li Yuan is one of Eric Wanli who has been trained. Of course, there is something that excels. After Shi Qing, she can remember it.

"Sister, whose number is this?"

Shi Qing took off the heavy veil on her head and teased Ji Pianpian. She was in a good mood and sat briskly on the sofa: "It's not someone, Du Niang."

"Du Niang?" Li Yuan was shocked.

Is there such an answer?

Shi Qing rubbed her aching belly with laughter, asked someone to help her take a bath, took the clean pajamas, and patted Li Yuan on the shoulder: "Check it out."

Li Yuan was stunned for a while, then quickly took out his mobile phone, Cha Duniang——

This string of numbers means: Come on, you are an idiot without medicine.

Li Yuan: "..."

Li Jin: "..."

Shiqing’s room is the most noble top-floor sea-view suite. The bathroom has been specially treated. The surrounding and overhead are all glass, which makes it clear from the inside, but blurry from the inside.

Shi Qing lay in the large bathtub, with red rose petals floating on the hot water, and the refreshing floral scent mixed with water vapor constantly penetrated into her nose, making her feel a little drowsy.

Seeing those people deflated tonight, she was in a really good mood.

It's been six years, and I feel so good for the first time...

Maybe tomorrow, she can give Shigure more stuff to her wedding...

Just when his mind was a little confused, Li Yuan appeared beside him: "Sister Shi, Mr. Li is calling."

Mr. Li?

Didn’t you just call?

Shi Qing sat up slightly and answered the phone.

Li Yuan on the side retreated.

Shi Qing hadn't spoken yet, but from the other end came a very childish but cold voice: "Where are you?"

Shi Qing's tense nerves relaxed instantly. It was really Mr. Li, but Mr. Li.

Shi Qing couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she thought of the boy with a sullen face and holding the phone like an adult, "Hello, Yunjin..."

Li Yunjin: "Who allowed you to call me that?!"

"Then what should I call you?"

"Call me Lord Jin!" Li Yunjin snorted coldly.

Those outside often call his father Li Ye, so what kind of Lord is this, should it mean respect and awe?

"..." Shi Qing smiled, in a good mood and didn't care about her friends, "Okay, Lord Jin. Can you not pee anymore? Do you need me to sing for you?"

"You, don't be too arrogant. Who told you to mention my tintin?" There was a guilty conscience in Li Yunjin's voice.

Shi Qing is innocent: "Who mentioned your Tintin? I just care about you, Lord Jin."

Li Yunjin squatted up: "Then...then...then you know...you still don't sing?"

Ga——

Shi Qing felt like twisting her chin.

She really hit her without a random sentence first.

Too hush, that is a very important thing, be serious.

Thinking like this, Shi Qing put away her sloppy tone and sang seriously: "Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of stars..."

There was a sound of running water on the other end of the phone, Shi Qing breathed a sigh of relief, peeing too much.

"Change a song." Li Yunjin pretentiously ordered deeply.

Shi Qing was full of black lines. Everyone sang a lullaby. She actually sang a urinary song. She had to change the song. After thinking about it, I wanted to make fun of it, but when I thought of Li Yunjin’s friend never had it. Mother, all day long, the cold and paralyzed face like Li Beixun's eyes and ears were afflicted, and she stopped immediately.

Clearing her throat, she sang: "Kiss my baby, I will cross the mountains to find the missing sun and the lost moon; kiss my baby..."

Finally finished singing, she held her breath and wanted to hear if Li Yunjin's friend on the other end was asleep. Who knows that the person on the other end seemed to be able to sense her, and said: "Sing it again!"

Deep mellow male voice.

Shi Qing shuddered, Li Beixun!

How could it be him!

"He, you...?" she asked subconsciously.

Li Beixun's authentic and original cold voice: "You sing too badly, the guy is asleep."

What?

Let her sing too badly?

This Li Beixun's mind is too hard to guess.

"Don't sing yet?" he urged.

"...I can't sing yet?" Shi Qing sighed, who made you an oss?

Sit up straight, cleared his throat, and just opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't sing.

My dear dear, how can such lyrics be so natural to Li Yunjin's friends, and to Li Beixun, it feels so tingling?

I am most afraid of the sudden silence...

"Why don't you sing anymore?" he asked.

Shi Qing's hand shook. She couldn't face him, so she was not in the mood to sing. Thinking that she is her own backer now, she can't easily offend, so she smiled softly: "I'm all for coaxing children and can't get on the stage. , I am afraid that Mr. Li will make a joke."

Li Beixun: "..."

His eyes turned towards the night a little far-reachingly, this woman, who looked pitiful on the surface, was actually very cunning.

When Shi Qing didn't get an answer, she felt anxious. Li Beixun won't be angry anymore, right?

"Where's Hydrangea? Last time I promised her to make her a pudding. I didn't see me for a day. I wonder if Hydrangea thought about me."

"..." At this point, Li Beixun was a little bit tempted.

In the past, he was not at home, and the two babies missed him only. Since the woman came, the daughter seemed to be always talking about it, especially the hydrangea. Today, I had a fight for a day and wanted to eat my aunt’s pudding. It took a lot of effort to coax me to sleep.

"Be careful in the future and don't damage them."

they?

Shi Qing blinked and naturally knew that they were referring to the two children.

How did she lead them?

She is not grandma wolf.

Unhappy, but the tone should be respectful and sincere: "Yes! I will pay attention later."

Li Beixun seemed to be more satisfied. He gave an upbeat "um" and asked, "Is things going well?"

"It's okay, so-so." Shi Qing stayed a little tired in a posture in the water, turned around, turned into a bathtub, and under the light, her skin that could be broken by a bomb flashed with a shiny glow "Everything is ready, I only owe Dongfeng, I hope Mr. Li will appreciate his face and don't go wrong. I'm boasting Haikou in front of everyone. There will be a global live broadcast tomorrow."

"You don't have to be flattering all the time. You don't need to worry about these things. I never broke my promise with what Li Beixun promised."

"...That's good." Shi Qing stuck out her tongue in embarrassment after she was pierced by flattering. "I believe in Mr. Li's ability, but I just ask casually."

"You haven't experienced my ability, how can you believe it?"

Shi Qing's pores shrank, this man, don't talk so ambiguously, okay?

It is simply Chi Guoguo's provocation.

In the past, listening to other people's voice would make a person pregnant. She didn't believe it, but now she believes it.

A man of the highest quality like Li Beixun, even his voice is like a long-dust cellar of fine wine, deep and mellow, let alone deliberately sultry.

"How can you thank me for helping you so much?" He said slowly.