Ye Weilan's eyes widened.

Call ~ bed?

Her face turned red and her lips moved, but she didn't know what to say.

Even though she is really a little "bad-minded", she is not thinking about bed! Going in that place! Things...

Young Master Qi’s alternative way of adjusting love is to challenge a girl’s nerves every time he appears.

Ye Weilan rubbed in his arms, his face blushing: "Qi Ye, what I want is not this..."

Qi Ye gently touched her tender cheeks with his fingertips, and there was a hint of joking in his eyes: "Which one do you want?"

Ye Weilan looked at his face, and with a thin lips, she could not find Bei. She stamped her feet and hugged his neck: "I want this!"

She tiptoed and kissed his lips.

This is a very simple kiss, without any affection! Desire.

All I have is just a young wife who is about to go to the operating table, expressing her anxiety, reluctance, and comfort for her husband.

Qi Ye's slender arms wrapped around Ye Weilan's waist, saving her a lot of effort.

Lan looked through the window and looked at the pair of beautiful green men outside the door, with a hint of envy in her eyes.

Qi Ye is worthy of jealousy among all men in the world.

Qin Yuling naturally saw it, and a soft smile appeared on his face. This smile happened to be caught by Lan's afterglow. He turned to look at her and said softly: "Yu Ling, don't be afraid."

"In the past, I was often scared," Qin Yuling looked out the window. She saw Ye Weilan's red ears. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into it, but she couldn't bear to let go of the person in her arms. She whispered: "I'm always afraid that I will die on the operating table and never wake up again, leaving my daughter behind, and no one feels sorry for her..."
Chapter completed!