Mr.Li, your wife is super fierce

Various brands and textures of aunt towels are dazzling, and there are also various lengths.

Li Beicheng is even considering why some are so short and some are so long. Does this also depend on personal habits?

Where did he know what length Yan Mo used?

Is this thing the same as clothes? Thin people use short ones and fat people use long ones?

Li Beicheng was forced for a moment and called Yan Mo to ask her what length she was used to.

However, no one answered the call for a long time.

He remembered that he had left Yan Mo's bag in the living room and her mobile phone was in the bag. It was strange that she could hear it.

He looked down at the watch on his wrist. It was getting late.

Therefore, Li Shao made a wise choice, bought all kinds of length, brand and type, and carried two bags of aunt towels in his hand.

Rich, capricious.

The tyrant's world needs no explanation!

Yan Mo sat on the toilet until it was dark, and didn't wait for Li Beicheng to go back.

She has a terrible stomachache and people are dying.

Even she suspected that Li Beicheng had hung up, otherwise why hasn't her aunt arrived yet?

Yan Mo sat on the toilet for forty minutes, and then the door of the bathroom was opened.

"Ah, I didn't lock the door!"

Yan Mo was startled.

Li Beicheng looked at her like an idiot, then shook his hands and asked, "what brand and length are you used to?"

"This, this is all?"

"Yes."

Yan Mo stared, "Li Shao, did you sell your aunt's towel instead?"

She quickly calculated the two bags. There should be more than 50 bags.

And many of them are big bags. How long will it take her.

"I think this thing is divided into several lengths. Is it divided according to fat and thin?"

Li Beicheng asked for advice with an open mind.

Yan Mo said, "Li Shao, don't you see the words for night and daily use?"

And this thing can make do with everything. It does have the problem of using habits, but it is not divided according to fat and thin.

If you divide it according to fat and thin, she can only use a cushion, right!

"Just give me one."

Li Beicheng brought her a bag of cushions.

Yan Mo looked at the sky speechless. "Change it. This is a pad, not an aunt's towel."

Li Shao took another one with him.

"This is for daily use. Can I have one for night?"

So Li Beicheng turned it over and finally found a bag of night clothes and handed it to Yan mo.

Then he went out with the two big bags of aunt towels.

This is probably the most humiliating moment in Li Shao's life.

Yan Mo doesn't want to joke with him now. Otherwise, it can be recorded and used as a handle for a lifetime to threaten Li Shao.

The powerful prince of Nancheng ran out to buy his aunt's towel in the middle of the night. Because he didn't know whether the length was divided according to fat and thin, he almost covered the whole aunt's towel market. There are all kinds of towels, which can be used for advertising.

He put away those aunt towels, called the family doctor, asked, and went downstairs to cook ginger sugar water for Yan Mo in the kitchen.

After cooking, Yan Mowo was in bed, holding the quilt and leaning against the pillow in a daze.

My aunt's pain was deadly. Her aunt was not normal. She was cold in the palace. As a result, she died today and ate five ice cream.

Of course, Li Beicheng only allowed her to eat one. She killed herself and stole four.

Five ice creams. It's cold in the palace. She's really going to hang up.

Looking at the little girl's pale face and dancing tears, Li Beicheng sneered, "I'm not timid. I've learned to steal ice cream."

He also said he would eat three a day. As a result, he secretly ate four. He knew only one.

Yan Mo lowered his head, played with his fingers and refused to speak.

Li Beicheng came over with ginger sugar water, "drink."

Yan Mo took a look and was moved. "Did you just cook this?"

"Otherwise."

Yan Mo drank it obediently.

A large bowl of steaming ginger candy is underwater. The lower abdomen is a little warm, but it still hurts.

Seeing her frowning, Li Beicheng said coldly, "childish and like a three-year-old child, what will you do in addition to stealing?"

Yan Mo said nothing.

Li Beicheng continued to scold, "no wonder the plan is not well done. I went to steal ice cream. I don't know that it has high sugar content. The more I eat, the more stupid I am."

"Yan Mo, how stupid is your brain? Don't you have points in your heart?"

The prince, who is usually cold and silent, really wants to train people. No one can stop his poisonous tongue.

Yan Mo would rather he was a little cold than be scolded half to death by him.

She simply shrank into the quilt and covered her stomach, feeling uncomfortable alone.

Not long ago, there were suddenly more people in the quilt.

Yan Mo was stunned. He looked up at the man who climbed into bed and muttered, "you, you'd better go to another room to sleep."

"I don't dislike you."

Li Beicheng stretched out his hand and pressed it on her lower abdomen, gently rubbing it for her.

His broad palm is very warm.

Yan Mo was much more comfortable. His heart was soft. He leaned against his arms and held out his hand to hold his handsome face. "Are you very unhappy?"

"I'll be happy if you think good things are interrupted?"

Prince Li is going to have meat tonight.

As a result, I ate it immediately, but the cooked duck still flew like this, and I watched it fly away, but I couldn't stop it.

"I'm not uncomfortable. I don't want to."

Yan Mo blushed, leaned against his arms and muttered, "I'll make up for you later."

Li Beicheng's eyes were deep. "What did you say?"

"No, nothing."

"I heard it."

"I didn't say!"

"When your period is over, make compensation."

Yan Mo: "

Oh, oh, she regretted killing herself.

"Sleep, sleep won't hurt."

Li Beicheng didn't tease her any more. He rubbed her head and comforted her with warm words.

The other hand is still rubbing her stomach.

Yan Mo closed his eyes and leaned in his arms.

She really didn't expect that such a cold person would have such a gentle side.

True or false, it's worth it.

Yan morwo quickly slept in Li Beicheng's arms, and his frown became stable.

Looking at the quiet little girl sleeping in his arms, Li Beicheng felt very complicated.

He really thought Yan Mo was annoying before, and even wanted to throw her out for a time.

But fate is such a wonderful thing. When he really intervened in her life, he found that she was the most suitable marriage object

Early in the morning, Yan Mo ran out without shoes. He wanted to cry and looked at the bag in Li Beicheng's hand, "brother, don't throw it..."

Woo woo, it's really annoying.

Li Beicheng frowned, "speak human words."

What's the name of a good brother.

But seeing the movement in his hand, Yan Mo really wanted to run over, hold his thigh and shout big brother.