Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

This counterattack is well-founded, and it sounds like there is nothing wrong with it.

When the woman saw that Yan Xia Ye was not as easy to bully as she looked, and the man's indifferent attitude was really sad, she simply glared at Yan Xia Ye again, picked up her bag and left here proudly.

In this way, Yan Xiaye took her seat without missing a beat, and asked the bartender for a glass of hot orange juice.

"Come to the bar and drink only orange juice?"

Just as Yan Xia Ye was thinking about how to carry out the conversation to the end, the man opened his mouth first.

His other hand was still on his female partner's waist, but he was speaking to Yan Xiaye: "The tequila here is considered unique in China, and it comes from an earl's private brewing estate abroad. Wouldn't it be a pity to have a taste?"

Yan Xiaye was worried that he couldn't find a topic, so he immediately turned to face the man.

Staring at the familiar face of the other party, her heart beat so fast that her palms were sweating, and she almost bit the tip of her tongue when she spoke, "Tequila is a very strong bar?"

"It's indeed spirits, but it's all made into cocktails and served here. It has a purity that ordinary girls can get used to." After a few words, it was confirmed that Yan Xiaye was indeed a good girl. The man didn't know her reason for coming, He simply ordered a tequila sunrise for her, "Try it, I invite you."

"Thank you, but I don't want to owe you a favor casually." Looking at the colorful cup in the bartender's hand naturally, Yan Xiaye invited the man back for a glass of gin and tonic.

She didn't know what the price of Tequila Sunrise was, but she had heard that gin and tonic was a kind of high-end alcohol, and it shouldn't make men suffer too much in terms of value.

"It seems that this time it's my turn to thank you."

Holding the goblet with his slender fingers, the man gestured meaningfully to Yan Xiaye, then raised his head and drank it.

Since the other party was playing like this, Yan Xiaye had no choice but to sacrifice her life to accompany the gentleman, and also poured the orange-red liquid down her throat. The acrid feeling of alcohol stimulated her taste buds, and she tried hard to swallow it.

Watching Yan Xiaye's various performances calmly, the man quickly got his position on her.

She rarely goes to bars, has a good family education, is generous, cute and polite—is she the daughter of a rich family in Beijing?
After drinking a glass of wine, Yan Xiaye felt a little closer to the man.

Before the drunkenness swallowed her up, she seized the time to ask her question: "Excuse me, are you married?"

"Good girl, are you starting to inquire about my private life so soon?" The man smiled happily, unconsciously retracted his hand on his female companion, and focused on talking to Yan Xiaye, "Of course I'm unmarried, how about you?" ?”

How could Yan Xiaye tell the truth, and immediately pursed his lower lip pretending to be nervous, and replied softly, "Me too."

On the side, another female companion who has been neglected since Yan Xia Ye appeared finally couldn't hold on any longer, she got up and refused to make light bulbs, "Mr. Ji, since you are so busy, we'd better see you another day, this is my number , remember to call me."

Fingers with silver-blue nails pushed over a business card that smelled of perfume. The female companion stared at Yan Xia Ye, turned and left with a cold snort.

The man shrugged indifferently, picked up the business card and sniffed it lightly at the tip of his nose, Yan Xiaye's figure was reflected in his pitch-black eyes, and regretfully said: "It's too bad, because you left two good people in anger." Good woman, if my affair ends here tonight, I hope you will take responsibility for it."

"Of course, that's why I'm here after all."

Faintly aware of what type of woman a man likes, Yan Xiaye deliberately put on a sophisticated look, circling the rim of the goblet with her slender fingertips, thinking about how to ask him if he has Children are good.

But this is really unreasonable. Under normal circumstances, an affair in a bar is often just a one-night friendship. Everyone is smart and doesn't care about it too much. Having a wife and children is not any resistance at all.

Seeing that Xia Ye fell into silence with a faint smile, the man laughed inwardly, making sure that he didn't miss the point, and raised the topic with an attitude of doing good every day: "Good girl, are you here to have fun?"

"...No." A trace of hesitation flashed through her black and white eyes, Yan Xiaye quietly carried out her plan, and whispered half-truthfully, "I just heard that the band here is very famous, but I didn't expect to be here bump into you."

"Hearing what you said, it seems that you are very familiar with me, but in my impression, it seems that I have never seen you before." The man happily talked with her, and the hand hanging by his side patted her waist familiarly. , Waiting to see how she would react.

The touch from a stranger made Yan Xia Ye stiff for a moment, just thinking about the goal she was determined to achieve, the stiffness was fleeting.

As if she didn't care, she raised her small face and smiled at the man, fully expressing a subtle hint, "It's true that we haven't met, but you fit all my fantasies about my future husband, that's why I mustered up the courage to come and see you." you."

Since the object of the one-night stand limits the depth of the problem, she might as well change her identity and attack in a roundabout way.

"Your words sound like..." The man froze for a moment, as if he felt that Yan Xiaye's thoughts were simple and absurd, and was suddenly amused by her: "Like falling in love with me at first sight?"

"It can also be understood that way."

Not knowing what her acting skills look like to a man, Yan Xiaye hypnotizes herself. Sitting across from her is Li Yuntang. When she looks up again, the emotion in her eyes does not need to be explained.

The man blinked his eyes slowly, he couldn't figure out the way of this good girl for a while, but at the same time he found it very novel and interesting.

With his appearance and identity, there are naturally countless women who want to have sex with him, but for those who know him, almost no one wants to talk about marriage with him, which is more or less a pity in life.

"If your attitude is more persistent, I will almost misunderstand that you are proposing to me."

Yan Xiaye responded to his joke indifferently, "As long as you don't hate me, I don't know if it will develop to that point."

"Then, let me ask first." The man withdrew his hand from Yan Xiaye's waist, tapping his fingertips rhythmically on the marble tabletop of the bar counter, his eyes scrutinizing Yan Xiaye's expression wantonly, "You What do you like about me? My face?"

Even when he was very nervous, Yan Xiaye couldn't help being amused by his adjectives.

Although the man's appearance is very conspicuous, and he belongs to the type that people will never forget, but he said it so easily and straightforwardly, isn't it a bit narcissistic?

"Not just this."

Clearing her throat cautiously, she seemed to give a lot of reasons seriously: "Your clothes and watches are very expensive, your conversation and temperament prove that you are well-cultivated, and being able to handle two women shows that you have a high emotional intelligence. As long as you Yes, it should be easy to make me happy, generally speaking, he is a suitable candidate to be a husband, and besides, being your wife should be very face-saving."

Unexpectedly, Yan Xiaye could find so many reasons, the man suddenly realized and laughed: "Compared with my face, do you value my worth more?"

"You can't say that." Yan Xiaye gradually found the sense to communicate with him, and said nonsense in a serious manner: "If it were another man, even if he was worth the same as you, I still wouldn't come to strike up a conversation, let alone me I don't know anything about your worth."

"Alright alright."

Convinced by Yan Xia Ye's calmness, the man more or less believed her excuse, "Since your reason for coming to strike up a conversation is so serious, will we have a pleasant night tonight?"

Yan Xiaye smiled and nodded: "If you are willing to cooperate with me and help me understand you."

"tell me the story?"

Yan Xiaye rested her chin on one hand, her stomach was warmed by the alcohol, and she was a little drunk even with a smile, "First of all, I only know that you are not married yet, but I don't know if you have any marriage history in the past, have you ever been married?" The ex-girlfriend who never forgets, whether there is an illegitimate child or something, it makes it difficult for me to be honest with you."

"As of now, there has never been a villain in my life who tried to trick me into the wedding hall." The man replied with a half-truth and half-fake smile: "As for ex-girlfriends, there are too many of them to count. I don’t have anything I can’t forget. My child…”

Speaking of this, the man seemed to have recalled some good memories, his frivolous smile was a little more realistic, and after a moment of pause, he said: "Should I have a son?"

Finally, when she got the answer she most wanted to hear, Yan Xiaye's heart trembled, and he could hardly keep the smile on his face.

She thought, if the possibility of this man was only 50.00% just now, it has risen to 80.00% now.

For most normal people, the question about children is either yes or no.

Since he doesn't care about telling the truth, there's no need to answer so ambiguously, unless he has some reason for being ambiguous.

Considering that he has never been married and has no ex-girlfriend worth remembering, isn't the birth of this son very strange?After all, a man exudes the temperament of a veteran in love from head to toe. Even if a woman wants to marry him through pregnancy, it may not be possible for her to get what she wants.

In this way, if it was a son whose biological mother was unknown and suddenly appeared, the man's reaction would be fully explained.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiaye desperately suppressed his excitement, changed from a lazy posture to sitting upright, fixed his eyes on the man, and said cautiously: "That's really great, I don't mind You have a son, and if the little one is not old enough, I shall become good friends with him."

"I believe that." The man watched her change with interest, and said casually: "Let me do the math, I'm probably six years old this year."

Yan Xiaye choked for breath, and was almost immediately overwhelmed by ecstasy.