My CEO Husband

Li Mingyi mockingly hooked the corner of his lips, and finally took back his feet mercifully.

Aware of his evacuation, Qin niange can't help but feel relieved. But somehow, she felt a void in her heart.

Aware of her innermost feelings, Qin niange's eyes are sour. Is she really as shameless as he said?

Why is he greedy for his touch in this situation?

"It's better for you to eat here, or I'll send her back to read songs. When it's thunder and rain, she's scared to get weak. You can't just support her."

Li Mingyi said, also stood up from the dining chair, went to Qin niange's side, bent down and picked her up.

Qin niange was startled by his actions. He put his arms between his neck in panic, and his eyes were staring at him.

Su Zhiwei held Qin niange's hand in the air. After a long time, she clenched her fist and quietly took back her hands: "in this case, you remember to let aunt LAN take good care of her. I'll wait for you here."

"Good." Li Mingyi said, then holding Qin niange out of the dining room.

Su Zhiwei looked at their backs, but her fists under the cover of her sleeves became tighter and tighter.

Does Ming Yi really hate Qin niange as he said? Why did she see something else in him?

Just get rid of Su Zhiwei's sight, the smile on Li Mingyi's lips instantly disappeared.

He lowered his head and quietly looked at Qin niange's eyes, but his hands had already begun to move.

Arm a hard, the original Princess hold has changed the appearance, Li Mingyi an iron arm holding her hip, like holding a child in general, let her stay in his arms.

However, Qin niange's skirt was pulled aside by him, and his shirt arm was tightly attached to her.

Qin niange took a cold breath and subconsciously put his hands between them, protesting in a low voice: "No."

Li Mingyi's eyebrows instantly frowned. He looked at her dangerously and said in a low voice: "don't move!"

Hearing his warning, Qin niange froze in his arms in horror. His wet eyes looked at his cold eyes timidly: "brother Mingyi, i... I can go by myself."

Hearing this address in her mouth, Li Mingyi's heart can't help rising a burst of boredom. He hums coldly: "are you sure?"

He asked, but did not wait for her answer.

Because no matter what her answer is, in his mind, the impression of her has been deeply rooted and can never be changed.

Qin niange lowered his eyelids, covered his injured eyes, and let his iron arm tightly hoop him.

Li Mingyi's eyes darkened again. He couldn't wait to quickly walk to her door. He pushed the door open and threw her on the bed.

Then, his whole person also pressed on her, that heavy pressure let her can't help but cry out: "Ming Yi elder brother..."

Li Mingyi's eyes are deep, and a cruel radian rises on his lips.

His eyes seem to have been soaked in the ice water in the cold days, and a trace of it can frostbite people's heart.

Aware of his intention, Qin niange shakes his head in a panic, and his little hand pushes on his chest again: "no... sister Weiwei is still..."

Even the door of her room was open.

If Su Zhiwei can't wait to run up, she can see the situation between them at a glance.

Li Mingyi doesn't care at all. She whispers in her ear: "she's here. Shouldn't you like me to kiss you more?"

Qin niange almost cried out by his humiliating words, sobbing and unable to say a word.