Young Master Li wants to distract himself when chasing his wife

Jiang Beiqiao's face became hot, why did Li Liancheng say this so naturally?

She blushed.

Li Liancheng took out his mobile phone, handed it to the boy, and said, "Please, take a picture for us too."

The boy readily agreed, so Li Liancheng stood with Jiang Beiqiao in his arms.

Jiang Beiqiao smiled stiffly, "If this is photographed by the domestic media, I don't know what they will say about us."

Li Liancheng looked at the camera, exerted force on his wrist, and leaned Jiang Beiqiao's head towards himself, while maintaining a smile, he said, "Whatever you want, as long as I'm happy."

What Li Liancheng said made sense when Jiang Beiqiao thought about it, but now they were leaning their heads against each other, looking stupid to death.

Just a second before the boy took the picture, Li Liancheng suddenly tilted his head and kissed Jiang Beiqiao's lips.

Jiang Beiqiao was defenseless, his eyes widened, obviously frightened.

With a "click", this picture was forever frozen in the camera.

The girl smiled and said, "Your fiancée is so cute."

Li Liancheng took the phone, looked at the photo, Jiang Beiqiao went over to take a look, and immediately reached out to grab the phone: "It's so ugly! Delete it!"

Li Liancheng smiled, raised his phone high, and purposely watched Jiang Beiqiao bouncing around like a hungry rabbit in front of her.

But still can't reach, can't touch.

Tired of jumping, Jiang Beiqiao glared at Li Liancheng, turned around and walked out of the cafe.

Li Liancheng immediately closed the computer and caught up, "Jiang Beiqiao, stop."

Jiang Beiqiao stopped and looked back at him. He shook his phone and said, "Deleted."

"Who knows if it's true or not?"

"Why should I keep your photo, let's say you look at your appearance, so ugly."

Hearing this, Jiang Beiqiao was really happy, "Really deleted?"

It was rare for Li Liancheng not to be perfunctory to her, and said seriously, "Really."

"That's good." Jiang Beiqiao nodded, "I don't want to wait until the contract is over. After I leave you, when you see this photo, you only think that Jiang Beiqiao is such an ugly person."

Li Liancheng seemed a little displeased: "You think too much."

The atmosphere in the town is very good. Although it is the skiing season and there are many tourists, the town is relatively quiet.

There are exotic buildings on both sides of the street, and the snow creaks underfoot.

Such an environment made Li Liancheng and Jiang Beiqiao forget about the unpleasant things, and they walked down the street holding hands for a long, long time.

It was still snowing in the sky, and they didn't hold an umbrella. When they got tired at the end, they found that each other's head and body were covered with snow.

Jiang Beiqiao tiptoed to help Li Liancheng pat the snow off his head, and said, "You really look like a white-haired grandfather."

"Then you are the white-haired grandma." Li Liancheng helped Jiang Beiqiao sweep away the snow while speaking.

The two of them were silent for a while, then Jiang Beiqiao suddenly said, "Does it count if we do this, all the way to the end?"

Li Liancheng lowered his head and kissed Jiang Beiqiao's forehead, "Forget it."

Shen Qi had asked someone to clean up the nearby country villa, and Li Liancheng and Jiang Beiqiao drove there by themselves.

The starry sky in the town is very beautiful, and the stars seem to be in front of you.

Li Liancheng saw Jiang Beiqiao standing by the window looking up at the stars, "You keep looking up, aren't you tired?"

"It's so beautiful..." Jiang Beiqiao rubbed her neck belatedly and said, "My neck hurts and I want to look at it for a while."

"Come with me." Li Liancheng hooked Jiang Beiqiao.

"What?"

Li Liancheng came over impatiently and pulled Jiang Beiqiao away: "Can I hurt you? Find a better posture for you to look at the stars."

Jiang Beiqiao was dubious, but she couldn't break free when Li Liancheng pulled her, so she let him pull her upstairs.

The country house has two floors, with only a small attic, which counts as three floors.

Now Li Liancheng brought Jiang Beiqiao to the small attic on the third floor.

There are no windows here.

Jiang Beiqiao was so angry that he wanted to laugh: "Li Liancheng, what are you doing to me?"

Li Liancheng stared into Jiang Beiqiao's eyes for a few seconds, neither in a hurry nor annoyed.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Jiang Beiqiao felt a little guilty. After all, there were only the two of them in this villa, and there was another bed here. Li Liancheng could easily handle her...

The next second, Li Liancheng suddenly picked up Jiang Beiqiao and threw him on the bed.

Fortunately, this bed is very soft, otherwise, according to Li Liancheng's throwing method, Jiang Beiqiao would have suffered a concussion.

Being thrown down like this, Jiang Beiqiao almost sank into the bed.

"Li Liancheng! You..." Before Jiang Beiqiao finished speaking, Li Liancheng leaned over and pressed down.

The distance between the two of them was so close that Li Liancheng's eyelashes almost touched Jiang Beiqiao's face.

It was very quiet in the small attic, when Jiang Beiqiao suddenly heard something slowly opening.

Jiang Beiqiao looked around curiously, but found nothing unusual.

"Little fool." Li Liancheng chuckled, then rolled over and lay beside Jiang Beiqiao.

It was only then that Jiang Beiqiao discovered that the uppermost layer of the roof of this small attic was made of glass.

Now she is lying here, just in time to see the starry sky.

"Is it pretty?" Li Liancheng asked as if asking for credit.

Jiang Beiqiao nodded hurriedly, staring at the starry sky outside.

It's really beautiful.

The starry sky here is extraordinarily clear, as if it has been washed by people. The stars in the sky are like bright pearls.

Li Liancheng stretched out his arms and let Jiang Beiqiao lie in his arms, "Do you like it?"

Jiang Beiqiao nodded hastily again, "I like it, thank you."

Li Liancheng chuckled and said nothing, but hugged Jiang Beiqiao even tighter.

After watching for a while, Jiang Beiqiao felt a little pain in her eyes. She turned to look at Li Liancheng, only to find that he had fallen asleep.

Li Liancheng's head leaned against her neck, breathing lightly on her skin, making her feel itchy.

So Jiang Beiqiao stepped back a little, but Li Liancheng immediately hugged her back.

"Don't go..."

It was rare to see such a childish Li Liancheng, Jiang Beiqiao softened his heart and obeyed him.

When Jiang Beiqiao woke up the next morning, Li Liancheng had already returned from his morning run.

Seeing Jiang Beiqiao go downstairs rubbing his eyes, Li Liancheng said in a displeased tone, "Breakfast is on the table, warm it up by yourself."

"Young Master Huo condescends to cook and cook breakfast for me in person. It's a great honor." Jiang Beiqiao walked up to Li Liancheng with a smile, and kissed the corner of his lips on tiptoe.

Li Liancheng hugged her waist, his eyes were ambiguous, "Don't mess with me."

Jiang Beiqiao raised his hands in surrender and escaped from under Li Liancheng's arms lightly.

Li Liancheng squinted at Jiang Beiqiao who was happy like a little rabbit, and his mood improved a lot.

"Would you like to run with me tomorrow morning?"

Jiang Beiqiao buried her head in her meal and directly refused: "No."

Li Liancheng didn't say much, and quietly waited for Jiang Beiqiao to finish his breakfast.

Jiang Beiqiao was just about to wash the dishes, when Li Liancheng put her ski equipment and said, "Put it in the sink, someone will wash it."