Mr.Li, your wife is super fierce

When Li Beicheng handed over the baked sausage again.

Yan Mo's hand shook again and the chicken leg fell to the ground.

She widened her eyes and looked at Li Beicheng strangely.

I always think this man is abnormal today.

Li Beicheng didn't like to talk to her, and even hated it.

Before, she always liked to pester him. Every time she saw him, she would follow him.

He always chases her with a cold face. When he is impatient, he will let the bodyguard drive her away. He is ruthless.

Now it really made her think he might be out of his mind.

"Don't like eating?"

Li Beicheng looked at the little girl and felt frightened. He was a little melancholy and couldn't help reflecting.

I used to be too fierce?

Before Yan Mo reacted, the sausage was stuffed into his hand.

"No more salt this time."

Yan Mo lowered her eyes slightly and took a bite. The taste was much better than just now.

She nodded gently, "it's delicious, thank you."

"That's good."

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Lu Yao was caught off guard and pushed aside.

His position was replaced by Li Shao.

Li Shao bullies a child. He doesn't feel embarrassed at all. He picks up the barbecue and enjoys it.

As if this was his place.

"Cousin, where's my sausage?"

Sheng Xia waited for a long time and was lonely.

"No, just one."

"So only foam, not mine?"

"No."

Li Shao spared no words.

Sheng Xia hehe ignored him.

Although he was pushed aside, this did not hinder Lu Yao's hospitality.

In his eyes, the boss saved his ears, and the dripping kindness should be rewarded by Yongquan.

What's more, this ear is much more important than a drop of grace.

Until the end of the picnic, the prince had a cold face.

Yan Mo and Sheng Xia went to pick wild flowers.

Lu Yao boasted that he was a flower protection messenger and had to follow them.

Li Beicheng also followed.

It's not easy to walk on the mountain. Yan Mo fell twice.

Li Beicheng held her hand and frowned, "don't pick it. It's black."

"What's black?"

Yan Mo was stunned and didn't react.

Li Beicheng glanced at the mud on her face, "black coal ball."

"Li Beicheng!"

Yan Mo stamped his feet angrily and stared at him angrily.

Is she shameless?

Li Beicheng was stunned when he realized that he had said something wrong and pulled her aside. "What do you want, I'll help you."

After that, Yan Mo didn't start again. Li Beicheng picked all the flowers she wanted to pick in front of her.

Yan Mo and Sheng Xia sit aside and weave wreaths and bracelets.

Lu Yao leaned aside and said happily, "can Yan Mo make one up for me, too? I'll wear one too."

Yan morgang wanted to speak.

Li Beicheng held many flowers again and frowned at her. "The flowers I picked, make them up for me first."

Yan Mo: "

Sheng Xia: "

Yan Mo and Sheng Xia made up several wreaths. Li Beicheng took one, Yan Mo wore one, and Lu Yao desperately picked up one.

After picking up the wreath, I found that Yan Mo didn't know where she was.

"Where's my boss?"

He turned to look at Sheng Xia and didn't understand.

Sheng Xia rolled his eyes and said, "lose it."

Over there, Yan Mo and Li Beicheng talked as they walked.

Yan Mo pointed to his fingers and looked at the wreath on Li Beicheng's head, as if he had found a new world.

"Not good-looking?"

Li Beicheng raised his eyebrows and smiled in his deep eyes.

"Of course it looks good. I made it up."

"Yes."

Yan Mo snorted and thought of the jar of stars, which hurt a little.

Li Beicheng seemed to see through what she thought and explained, "I just came back. There were a lot of things in the company. I was busy going back to the company for a meeting that day. I didn't mean to upset your star."

Yan Mo was slightly stunned and looked at him in surprise.

Is he explaining to himself?

"But I still knocked over..."

Yan Mo lowered his head and sighed.

It hurts

Li Beicheng didn't know how to comfort him. Even if he picked up the stars that day, there was only half left and the bottle was broken.

He is melancholy.

On the contrary, the little girl opened her mouth first, "forget it, it's not an important thing. I'm not angry anymore."

"How about the schoolwork in high school? Are you tired?"

Li Bei carried on the topic.

"It's OK. I'm not tired of fighting."

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