Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

"It's gone, Beicheng, can you go out for a while, Shuirou and I have something to say alone."

Yan's mother turned her eyes back to Yan Xia Ye again, her love and compassion were self-evident: "I haven't seen this child for a few days, why is he so thin?"

Compared with Yan Shuirou, who lives in luxury and pampered by the Li family, Yan Xiaye has never pursued money excessively, and has no appetite for food. In addition, the five years in prison completely ruined her body. It looks thin and slim, that kind of distressing thinness.

If it was a long time ago, if Yan's mother could get this word of concern, it would be enough for Yan Xiaye to be happy for a few days.

But right now, she knew very well that this so-called concern was only obtained by impersonating her, so she remained silent indifferently, not expecting Li Beicheng to rescue her at all.

However, Li Beicheng stared at her for a moment, smiled and said to his mother: "Auntie, I know you must care about Shui Rou, but Ya'er is still waiting at home, and you also know her eldest lady's temper. He and the nanny will definitely not be able to control her, and Shui Rou must go back as soon as possible."

These remarks made Yan Xia Ye glance back at Li Beicheng thoughtfully, his black and white pupils were as quiet as a deep pool, without the slightest emotion fluctuation.

However, Li Beicheng's heart skipped a beat at her casual glance.

In an instant, an indescribable possessive desire crazily grew in the man's heart.

It seems that during this period of time, Yan Xiaye is indeed often with his little uncle, and he has even learned three points of his calm and prestige eyes. Coupled with that beautiful and indifferent little face, he is always there. It teases the conquest hidden in the blood of men.

"That's right, Ya'er is still sick." Sensing Li Beicheng's hot eyes staring at the 'daughter', Yan's mother, as a person who has experienced it, naturally understands what the eyes mean, and she can't help being elated, and smiles kindly He said: "Then you don't stay here with me, go back quickly and take care of Ya'er, it's the same if you come back another day."

Not long ago, Yan Shuirou came to visit her alone, and she cried that Xia Ye would probably snatch Li Beicheng away in order to take revenge on her and Ya'er. She was so worried that she couldn't sleep for several days. good.

Just now she wanted to send Li Beicheng away in order to talk to her daughter alone about how to solve Yan Xiaye's unstable factor. Now it seems that this is completely unnecessary. Even if Yan Xiaye wanted to start over, Li Beicheng probably would never He will give her a chance, after all, he looks at her good daughter with such determined eyes.

"Thank you, Auntie, for your understanding." Li Beicheng maintained an excellent gentlemanly demeanor, took a step forward and held Yan Xiaye's hand, looked down at her and smiled, "Shui Rou, let's go, don't disturb Auntie's rest."

Yan Xiaye was annoying him to death, and wanted to get rid of his salty tricks, but it was inconvenient to show her dislike in front of Yan's mother, so she had to bite the bullet and say, "...um."

"You little husband and wife go back and drive slowly. When Ya'er recovers from her illness, bring her over to show me. I want to kill that little girl."

As long as she saw her daughter living well, Yan's mother's mood immediately calmed down a lot, and the madness of a moment ago quietly dissipated from her eyes. Except that she didn't know people clearly, she was not much different from before, and she said in a rambling voice: "Beicheng , I'm not urging you, you see that Ya'er is already so old, it's time for you to give us Shui Rou a name, and you can't bully her just because she loves you."

"Really?" Li Beicheng raised his eyebrows, but he was speaking to Yan Xiaye, his handsome appearance was full of jokes: "As long as you want, you can do it anytime."

"I do not want to!"

Lowering his voice and going back, Yan Xiaye didn't want to hear what the two of them had to say anymore, so he simply held back his depression and grabbed Li Beicheng, dragging him out of the ward.

It wasn't until the door closed behind her that Yan's mother's caring eyes were cut off.

Yan Xiaye threw away Li Beicheng's hand immediately, and stood there stiffly, not knowing how to describe the strange feeling in his heart, as if he wanted to laugh and cry.

Two diametrically opposed expressions appeared on her face at the same time, a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of her crimson lips, and her eyes were filled with deep sadness.

She doesn't want to remember, but that kind of concern is something she has been longing for since she was a child, but she never got it.

Now she has tasted the taste of mother's love with Yan Shuirou's identity, perhaps because she possessed something that did not belong to her, it was not as warm as the sun as she imagined, but instead made her drenched in cold sweat.

"Want to drink water?"

Li Beicheng didn't care about her indifference, and stopped a passing nurse sideways, showing his identity and asking her to get him a bottle of mineral water.

The little nurse didn't expect to be approached by Li Beicheng at all, and ran back to the office with blushing cheeks. She came back within a few minutes and carefully unscrewed the bottle cap for Li Beicheng.

"Thank you." The gentleman smiled politely, and Li Beicheng's handsome appearance once again won him favor.

Abandoning the little nurse who was teased by him, he passed the water to Yan Xiaye's hand, and said lightly, "Drinking it will make you feel better."

Yan Xiaye was indeed very uncomfortable at the moment. Hearing this, he gave him a cold look, then took a few mouthfuls of mineral water.

Li Beicheng looked at her bold and unrestrained way of drinking quite freshly, raised his slender index finger to pick up a drop of water that had slipped from the corner of her lips, and said in a low voice with a half-smile: "You think this is enough for me to drink?" Tired of you?"

"Li Beicheng, I advise you not to be too self-righteous."

Swallowing the last sip of coolness in his mouth, Yan Xiaye's irritated mood still hasn't been relieved much.

He squeezed the empty mineral water bottle vigorously with his fingertips, and started to throw it into the trash can not far away.

During the whole process, she didn't look at Li Beicheng again, and walked out expressionlessly.

The feeling of being ignored is always unpleasant, and Li Beicheng was born to be the proud son of heaven. Looking at the whole Jiang Hai, there are only a handful of people who dare to show him such a face.

He couldn't comprehend what Yan Xiaye's mood was. Since she was very wrong, his lord spared her a lot this time, and followed her with his long legs like a shadow, not caring about the attention of the people who ate melons in the past.

In this way, the two arrived at the underground parking lot one after the other.

Seeing that there was no one around, Yan Xiaye couldn't bear it anymore and turned around, and said with a smirk: "Please get away, can you?"

"No."

The old god Li Beicheng was there, and followed her with his arms around his shoulders, "Who do you think I am, that I can be ordered around by you?"

"You failed to bring Yan Shuirou, what else do you want?" Yan Xiaye's chest seemed to be pressed by a huge rock, and it was not pleasing to look at anything, especially Li Beicheng was not a thing.

"Can't you be gentler in front of me? Or are you also so arrogant in front of little uncle?"

Li Beicheng entangled with her patiently, always felt that for a moment, through her stern appearance, he could see the fleeting sparkle and grievance in her eyes.

That sparkle quietly grabbed his heart, bewitching him to temporarily give up the dignity that belonged to Li Beicheng, and stay with the woman he likes like every young man who is in love, "Yan Xiaye, treat them differently." There has to be a limit."

"Don't worry, in my heart, you have never been qualified to be compared with Li Yuntang. You are simply not a species, and you cannot be treated differently."

The veins on Li Beicheng's forehead twitched, and he was not very surprised to find that Yan Xiaye had become more eloquent in recent days. He didn't know if it was because the little uncle was too spoiled with her, or it was just her nature.

But he didn't deny that Yan Xiaye, who had such a clear love and hate, was far more dazzling than that beautiful puppet many years ago, enough to make him unable to take his eyes off.

After leaving this very heart-warming speech, Yan Xiaye turned around and prepared to leave regardless of what Li Beicheng was thinking.

She didn't know how to vent the indescribable pain in her heart, but judging from the current effect, mocking Li Beicheng couldn't make her feel better.

Behind him, Li Beicheng's deep eyes were full of complicated emotions. He reached out and grabbed Yan Xiaye who was about to escape, wrapped one hand around her waist, and pressed the back of her head with the other, "I want to cry!" Just cry, there's no one else here."

Yan Xiaye didn't feel like crying, and even if she wanted to cry, she wouldn't choose in front of Li Beicheng.

She tried to push away the man who was restraining her without saying a word, but in vain, a look of ferocity suddenly appeared in her eyes, she tiptoed and bit the man's shoulder.

In the final analysis, it was he who caused her life to become like this, and all the pain she endured was inextricably linked to this instigator.

If it hadn't been for the fact that he was not as good as a beast and hooked up with Yan Shuirou, she would not have to turn against Yan Shuirou, nor would she have to face Yan's mother's defense and hostility. Benefit……

"Well……"

Unprepared, Yan Xia Ye would actually bite someone, Li Beicheng slapped her on the head, dumbfounded, with a tone of connivance that he didn't expect: "Take it easy, are you a dog?"

Yan Xiaye didn't answer, but bit him desperately until the muscles on her cheeks were so sore from excessive force that she wanted to cry.

"I said, why do you hate me so much?"

Li Beicheng let her bite without moving, trying not to push her away as much as possible.

Although the way of contact is not wonderful, it can also be called the closest contact between him and her for a long time.

But if this went on, he suspected that Yan Xiaye would really bite off his flesh, so he had to rack his brains to excuse himself: "Calm down and think about it, if it weren't for me... you probably would never know Yan Family in your whole life." How do people in your family think of you, how to use the name of family affection to extract your value, let alone have the opportunity to find out your own life experience, and it is impossible to recognize your biological father, so you can't be the eldest lady of the Qin family, right?"