I was spoiled after marrying a wealthy man

"Child, listen up." Bei Minglin stared at the little guy and pointed at himself, "I am the young master, you..." Bei Minglin pointed at the little girl, "You are a servant, you can't hug me when you see me. , let alone kissing, you can only call me Master or stand far away, you know?"

"Master." The little guy seemed to understand a little bit and called him "Master" in a sweet voice.

"Yeah." Bei Minglin suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment, "That's it..."

"Dear."

Bei Minglin's words were interrupted by a kiss.

"..."

Bei Minglin left. This was the first time he had lost since he was born.

Fight with heaven and earth, not with a three-year-old child.

-

Cloud terrace.

On the bed in the rest room, the quilt was raised high, and there was a person lying on it. Judging from the intensity of breathing, the person on the bed must be exhausted.

There was also a person sitting on the edge of the bed. The person sitting looked at the exhausted person on the bed with distressed eyes.

"Turn around and show me." The person sitting reached out and touched the person lying down.

The person lying down turned his back, feeling angry.

"Don't be angry, turn around and let me see if you're hurt."

"..." The person under the quilt trembled slightly.

"Don't be angry." The person sitting patiently coaxed, "Come on, let me take a look."

"..." The person under the quilt was still unmoved.

The person who was sitting had no choice but to get on the bed, and then ran into the bed to face the person lying down.

As soon as he saw the person in front of him, the person in the quilt wanted to turn around and ignore him, but was stopped.

"Don't be angry, let me see."

The person in the quilt couldn't move, but he didn't want to face it and closed his eyes tightly.

"Does it hurt?"

"..." Cheng Yanxin opened his eyes suddenly and stared at Du Xiaoli in front of him, with resentment in his eyes.

Tell me, does it hurt?

He was really in pain.

Why is this stinking zombie so strong? It makes him...

Cheng Yanxin snorted and turned to ignore Du Xiaoli.

What happened during the day was something Cheng Yan didn't want to think about in his whole life.

In that car, when everything stopped, he found that he had no strength to get up.

There was no good skin all over the body, and somewhere... it hurt even more.

Du Xiaoli drove the car back. At the foot of the mountain, he didn't even have the strength to get out of the car. It was Du Xiaoli who carried him out of the car and then carried him to Yuntai.

Forgetting all this, this little monster actually called Beimingyu, forgetting the phone call, and said he wanted trauma medicine.

It was okay to ask for trauma medicine, and she also said it was for him.

Forget it all, he actually said it was the injury that time.

It's true that Lao Xue vomited out a few kilograms, how could he raise his head in front of Bei Mingyu and the others in the future.

It was simply worse than killing him.

"Don't be angry."

Du Xiaoli coaxed Cheng Yanxin, his face full of "I was wrong."

Cheng Yanxin turned his face away. He was deceived by this harmless little face.

Why is she weak? Why is she being drugged.

Pooh!

She is a level [-] zombie, weak and capable of using ghost medicine.

"Don't be angry, I'll give you medicine."

Du Xiaoli moved Cheng Yanxin's body upright, but Cheng Yanxin could only let her move it.

In fact, even if he wanted to resist now, he couldn't. During the six hours of separation from her, all his strength had been squeezed out by Du Xiaoli.

"Woooo..."

Du Xiaoli, who was applying the new medicine to Cheng Yan, suddenly cried.

"why are you crying?"

Cheng Yanxin stared at Du Xiaoli. It hurt him so much that he should be crying if he was okay.

Du Xiaoli not only didn't stop, but cried even more sadly. His tears fell one after another like broken pearls, hitting Cheng Yanxin.

She cried so hard that she looked so pitiful.

"I'm not dead, you don't have to cry like this."

"Wow!"

Du Xiaoli cried louder. She hugged Cheng Yanxin and said, "It hurts you. I feel so bad. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"..."

The crying on the cloud terrace lasted for a long time.

"Xiaoli."

Chengyan's new voice is shallow and soft.

The crying Du Xiaoli, who was lying on Cheng Yanxin, was stunned for a while, then raised his head and looked at Cheng Yanxin with tears in his eyes.

Cheng Yanxin looked at Du Xiaoli for a while, then raised his head and gently wiped the tears from Du Xiaoli's eyes.

"do not Cry."

"But……"

"I will feel bad."

Regardless of whether Du Xiaoli was a level five zombie or some great immortal, in his eyes, he was the Du Xiaoli in his heart.

From the moment she hung on him, he could never let her go.

Eternally worried.

Since his father's incident, his heart has been locked up, and he vowed not to marry or have children in this life.

She suddenly appeared and pried open the lock on his heart bit by bit.

Then spread sunshine in his lonely heart.

She was his calamity, but also his blessing.

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

"Not angry."

"Aren't you angry that I lied to you?"

"Don't be angry, it would be great to have a level [-] zombie as your wife."

With that said, Cheng Yanxin pulled Du Xiaoli down and let her lean on his chest.

"why?"

"You can eat soft rice."

"Ah?" Du Xiaoli suddenly stood up and flashed her big eyes, "Was the rice I cooked before too hard?"

"..."

later……

"Du Xiaoli, if you don't take the cultural class well, I'll beat you up!" Such roars often came from Yuntai.

"Tch, you can't beat me..."

"..."

As time goes by, the youngest of the Beiming family has gone to high school and turned into the third oldest.

Bei Mingyu thought they were noisy and asked them to move to the north building.

It was time to prepare for the college entrance examination, and the three fruits were doing questions in the room.

In Bei Minglin's room.

"Master, the tea you asked for." A soft voice broke the silence in the room.

A little girl about four or five years old walked up to Bei Minglin carrying tea. She originally wanted to put the tea away and leave.

"Give it to me." Bei Minglin stretched out his hand and raised his head habitually.

A red face came into Bei Minglin's sight.

"who are you?"

Bei Minglin immediately turned cold. He had never seen this girl before.

"I, my grandmother is Yu Ma. When you asked for tea, she had a stomachache and couldn't bring it to you, so I brought it to you."

Since she was in elementary school, Yu Qingqing has attended boarding schools and only comes back on weekends. When she comes back, she always comes in through the side door reserved for servants. After returning here, she only moves around in the servants' area, so Beiming Of course Rin didn't recognize her.

Bei Minglin was more aggressive. She was afraid that Yu Ma would miss the time and be scolded by him, so she brought him up. She wanted to let him go and leave, but Bei Minglin suddenly raised his head.

"I'll give you tea when I give you tea. Why are you blushing?"

"..."

"Recognize your identity and don't have the wishful dream of a young master loving his servant."

Beiming's family is so powerful and he is handsome. Girls have been approaching Beiming Lin under various names since he was 15 years old.