The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

"Love at first sight is not impossible."

After she was silent for a while, "That will disappoint you, I never believe in love at first sight."

Beichen Yuqing heard her with a certain tone, and he frowned unconsciously, it was really interesting and courageous, whoever was not respectful to him, who dared to refute his words.

He didn't continue the conversation and was about to enter the house, but an unimaginable thing happened.

This woman actually stood in front of him and blocked his way, how courageous it is!

Beichen Yuqing raised her brows high, her blue eyes were like ice cubes, and she exuded a cold aura all over her body.

The housekeepers and servants in the yard were dumbfounded. This woman is crazy, she has a heart of a leopard, she dares to block the young master's way, isn't she just looking for death!

The servants were all sweating for Xiao Chuchu, and a few of them backed away silently, they didn't dare to think about Xiao Chuchu's death, a good girl insisted on walking on the tip of the knife.

The young master is ruthless, no one can bear his rage.

Xiao Chuchu put her hands on her chest and said coldly: "Let me go!"

When Beichen Yuqing heard her request, she smiled disdainfully, and finally caught her back, so she can be released easily.

Otherwise, he would have been kicked in vain!

Ignoring her request, he walked past her and strode into the house.

He took off his suit jacket and threw it on the sofa in the living room. The collar of his expensive shirt was unbuttoned with two buttons open, and he sat down casually.

The servant had already brought refreshments to the table and gave him a cup of coffee.

Xiao Chuchu followed with a straight face, she walked unhappily, when she saw him again, he was already sitting on the sofa.

She quickens her pace.

However, just as she was about to walk to his side, her knees suddenly ached, her whole body was unstable and she leaned forward, staggering and falling down.

It just so happened that Beichen Yuqing was sitting where she fell down.

Xiao Chuchu threw herself into his arms...

She was suddenly dumbfounded.

He also froze, completely unexpected.

Xiao Chuchu's whole body was close to him, her face fell on his open neckline, there was no barrier of clothing, the temperature of her skin was transmitted to each other, and there was also a faint and cold fragrance from his body.

This brought a blush to her cheeks.

Beichen Yuqing was unbuttoning her sleeves, completely unresponsive to the fallen man.

His hand, which was still unbuttoned, was actually pressed between the two of them.

His chin rested on the top of her head, her black hair was scattered on the tip of her nose, and the faint fragrance of the hair permeated his nose, his back suddenly froze.

A strange feeling of surprise spread in my heart.

This smell... is bewitching.

Xiao Chuchu's legs were leaning against the edge of the sofa, without support she had a tendency to slide down, her elbows next to the sofa supported her momentarily, then she raised her head slightly and her back slightly raised.

Beichen Yuqing felt her fall to the ground, and hurriedly pressed her back with the other hand, and pressed her back that was separated from her back to its original position.

He squinted down, just in time to meet her raised eyes.

The two stared at each other for a few seconds, Xiao Chuchu withdrew her gaze, "I want to get up, take you..." away.

Before she finished speaking, she heard his low and charming voice, "Are girls so active now? You still don't admit that you like me!"

Xiao Chuchu was annoyed, and said loudly, "No, my leg suddenly hurts."

Beichen Yuqing bared lightly, "How long are you going to stay up there?"

The veins on Xiao Chuchu's forehead were throbbing, and his face was a little embarrassed. He asked this question as if he was accusing her of being dependent on him.

"How can you stand up with your hands on me!"

Beichen Yuqing slowly parted her lips and smiled lowly. She was a cute little wild cat.

He moved his hand away, Xiao Chuchu got up without hindrance, combed some messy hair, and sat on the single sofa beside her.

The servant brought her a cup of scented tea.

She picked up the cup and sipped lightly, her eyes deliberately glanced to one side, not looking at the person next to her.

Beichen Yuqing crossed her legs, leaned on the sofa with a cup of coffee, and naturally rested one hand on the back of the sofa.

The long and narrow eyes looked at her with great interest. At first glance, she was extremely obedient, her words were slightly sweet but mixed with indifference and alienation, her skin was white and delicate, recalling the cheek she pressed against just now, the corners of his mouth raised an indescribable arc.