Mr.Li, your wife is super fierce

"Get out!"

Yan Mo's whole body trembled.

Fortunately, at the urging of Bai Lu, Zhou Xudong only said a few meat words and left. He didn't really continue to do anything, but he still scared her out of a cold sweat.

She rushed down and confirmed that there was no one outside before she went back to her bedroom and locked the door.

It's too late. It's not safe for her to go out for a taxi.

After Zhou Xudong went back, he looked like nothing had happened. He used the excuse of going to the bathroom. What should he do with his girlfriend or what.

As soon as Yan Mo lay in bed to catch his breath, Li Beicheng's wechat came, "sleep?"

"No."

It's still early there because of jet lag.

Yan Mo asked, "when will you return home?"

"Miss me?"

Li Shao is in a good mood.

It's rare for a little girl to ask this.

"Yes."

Yan Mo's answer is also very clever.

After thinking for a while, she still didn't tell Li Beicheng what happened tonight.

Otherwise, with Li Beicheng's temperament, he will probably call his bodyguard in China and directly abolish Zhou Xudong.

When she couldn't find a place to live, after all, Bailu helped her. She owed Bailu a favor.

And after Li Beicheng comes back, she will move away. There's no need to make any trouble. It's not worth it for a scum.

However, as they chatted, Yan Mo accidentally revealed that she saw the hand to hand fight.

As soon as the news was sent, Yan Mo was stupid. When he wanted to withdraw, the man had called.

Looking at the word "husband" flashing on the mobile phone, Yan Mo was startled.

She was supposed to be joking, but Li Beicheng's temper is probably bad

Yan Mo swallowed his saliva and answered the phone.

"Li, Li Beicheng..."

"Move out, now, I'll have someone pick you up tomorrow!"

"It's not so serious."

Yan Mo doesn't want to make things too bad.

And she needs to see Bai Lu's performance, otherwise she will leave suddenly, which will not give each other face.

Although Yan Mo has a bad temper, she is actually cultivated by her parents.

"I can't accept it when my daughter-in-law looks at other people's living spring palace."

“……”

"I swear, I didn't see it. I immediately turned around. I'm not abnormal. I don't have the special hobby of peeping at others."

"That won't work."

Li Beicheng's attitude is very straightforward.

Yan Mo began to act coquettish. "I'll talk to my sister back. If she keeps bringing her boyfriend, I'll go right away."

"And if you want to go, you should also say to your sister. Don't be angry."

Li Beicheng was silent and replied, "what did you see?"

Yan Mo Wu's face, "it's nothing."

"What did you see about that man?"

"Just two legs."

"Are you sure you don't see the third one?"

If there were Prince Li, he would probably castrate the man directly.

What cats and dogs come to stain his women's eyes?

And since it is shared, roommates may come back at any time. Instead of going to the bedroom, they do it on the sofa. This is their fault.

Yan Mo turned his eyes at the ceiling, "I haven't even seen yours. What do you think others do?"

"No, are you sure?"

“……”

"Yan Mo, do you have a bad memory?"

"Are you sure you haven't seen it? Shall I tell you where I saw it several times?"

"No, no, no, I've seen it. I remember!"

Yan Mo was really defeated by this man.

But on second thought, she did.

She was thinking wildly. Li Beicheng suddenly said, "Yan Mo, I asked you, where have you never seen me?"

“……”

"Huh?"

"Have you seen anything?"

"No."

Yan Mo was defeated again.

"Or am I not impressed?"

The man's tone is not very good.

Yan Mo can think that after angering the man, the result of waiting for him to come back is that he can't get out of bed for a week.

That's terrible.

So Yan Mo immediately flattered like a dog leg, "deep, deep and excited, I almost ate you. I blame my aunt for making trouble. Yes, it's all my damn aunt!"

Li Beicheng: "

It seems that she is a master and she occupies an active position.

"When you go back, I'll make you forget."

Yan Mo hid in the quilt and wanted to cry without tears.

She gossiped casually. As a result, she put her routine into it.

It's over.

However, Li Beicheng was still not at ease. "Keep in touch with me at any time. In addition, if you really have something to do, look for night cold."

"Is night cold not just responsible for the company's business?"

Yan Mo was stunned.

"Yehan is my confidant. Some security forces are also in his hands. I will temporarily hand over to him to be responsible for your safety in China."

"OK."

Yan Mo's heart was warm, his eyebrows and eyes bent, "husband."

"Huh?"

Li Beicheng was excited when he heard the sound, "shout again."

"Husband."

Yan Mo was a little embarrassed and then asked, "did you meet a beautiful MM in France?"

"Well, a lot."

"Did you talk to them?"

"Yes."

"Very close?"

"Yes."

Yan Mo was so angry that he finally couldn't help bursting out and yelled, "Li Beicheng, will you chat? You've killed all the days, you know?"

"Jealous?"

The prince's tone was quite pleasant.

Yan Mo snorted, "you bullied me on the first day of love!"

"The first day?"

"Well, of course, it's the first day from today!"

"Li Beicheng, you are my first love. You should remember to be good to me."

Yan Mo tooted his mouth and took some childish instructions very seriously.

He is really her first love.

Although her suitors have always been so many, she ate Li Beicheng's face when she was very young and never accepted anyone's investigation.

Li Beicheng, who was far away in Paris, France, stood in front of the French window. When he heard this, the corners of his mouth immediately hooked up, "well, the first day."

"Then am I your first love?"

Yan Moxing asked angrily.

Although this man is an old man, he is different from others. The cool and abstinent male god is probably his first love.

Unfortunately, Li Beicheng gave her a somewhat disappointed answer.

"No."

He answered quickly.

"Oh."

Yan Mo is a little disappointed, but it's nothing. It's normal now.

She likes Li Beicheng wholeheartedly, so she can't accept others.

Li Beicheng doesn't always like her.

"My first love was when I was eleven."

Yan Mo spits blood, "you were a baby at that time."

"I met a little bubble that year."

Li Beicheng's voice suddenly became low.

Yan Mo instantly reflected that his so-called first love was the little sister in the orphanage.

"My little sister was only four years old."

"Yes."

“……”

"It's a kind of, uh, hard to forget feeling, even if it's first love."