Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

This answer is far from perfect.

However, she is the only one Li Beicheng has loved for so many years... Li Beicheng closed his eyes, as if forcing himself to believe Yan Shuirou's words.

Looking away from Yan Shuirou sullenly, he slammed the door and left without looking back.

In the room, Yan Shuirou was terrified by the loud closing sound, and pressed her fingertips into her palm.

Since she and Li Beicheng fell in love at first sight, except for the few days when Xia Ye was just imprisoned five years ago, he had never been so cold and indifferent to her.

The two have known each other for so many years, but she is too soft-hearted to accept any change.

She just couldn't accept that every change he made to her had to do with Yan Xiaye.

That night, Li Beicheng went back to the old house alone.

During the long night, he repeatedly called Yan Xiaye's cell phone, but still did not get any response.

When it was almost dawn, Li Beicheng sat on the sofa and closed his eyes to doze off. It wasn't until someone tiptoedly covered him with a blanket that he closed his eyes and reached out to grab the person's slender arm accurately.

The anger dissipated quietly in an instant.

It turned out that her indifference was just an illusion and a disguise, and her acting skills were so good that even he was almost deceived.

But the more so, the more it proves that she cares.

The line of tightly pursed lips became smoother, and Li Beicheng said hoarsely: "Yan Xiaye, you dare not come home at night, who were you with last night!" "Master, I am not the young lady..." The timid voice broke Broken thoughts.

Opening his eyes to see the red-faced maid in front of him, Li Beicheng let go of his hands in disgust, and even lifted the blanket off his body. He stood up and looked at the pale sky, his heart became more irritable and gloomy: "Young Madam hasn't come back yet. ?" Yan Xiaye regained consciousness again, but was awakened by the tantalizing fragrance of rice.

After staring at the unfamiliar ceiling for 5 minutes, she realized that she had left the prison, and this was not her room in the old house.

Sitting up with the faintly aching forehead, Yan Xiaye looked down at the men's shirt that was so long that it just covered his hips, his mind went blank.

She vaguely remembered that she was almost killed last night... It was Li Yuntang who saved her, and she has no memory of it after that.

Shocked and frightened, Yan Xiaye got up from the bed, folded the quilt into tofu cubes in a well-trained manner, and walked out the door lightly.

Outside the door, the tangy rice fragrance became even stronger, causing Yan Xia Ye's stomach to growl exaggeratedly.

Her eyes looked beyond the simple and elegant decoration in the living room, and fell on the tall man in the open kitchen.

In the early morning, the misty sunlight poured into the room, and between the light and shadow, his every move was a scene, so she couldn't look away at all.

Thinking about it carefully, this was the first time she saw the other party's casual appearance at home.

"you're awake.

"Hearing the door open, the man with his back to her turned around indifferently, just in time to see her flushing cheeks as she pressed her belly, looking at him with a ignorant and guilty face.

The shirt that belonged to him was hung wide and wide on her body, not only did not cover her exquisite curves, but on the contrary highlighted her astonishing beauty and immaturity, her porcelain white skin and long slender legs, as if her time had been frozen five years ago.

No wonder.

If it were any girl, she would be thrown into prison for five years in the best years of her life... "Good morning, Li... little uncle.

"Yan Xiaye looked away in a panic, stepped forward awkwardly, and racked his brains to make sideways remarks: "Last night..." "You were drunk last night. In order not to worry the old lady, I didn't send you back to the old house." .

"Then the clothes on me..." "It was changed by the hostess next door for you."

"Understanding that nothing happened last night, Yan Xiaye secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and rushed to take over the delicate plate from Li Yuntang's hand: "Thank you for taking me in, I'll do the cooking."

"Li Yuntang didn't guard against her movements, and didn't let go of the hand holding the dinner plate.

Their eyes met and their fingertips touched.

Yan Xiaye was furious all over nervously, retracted his hand like an electric shock, and quickly admitted his mistake tremblingly: "Yes, I'm sorry!" Li Yuntang kept his original posture, scanning her expression up and down with his deep eyes, raised his eyebrows and said Tell the truth: "You seem to be afraid of me.

"" No, how could it be.

"Guiltly looking away, Yan Xiaye poked his head to look at the boiling rice porridge, and forcibly changed the subject: "Is there anything I can do to help? "He hummed meaningfully, and handed out the plate in his hand: "The restaurant is the first one on the left.

"During the whole breakfast, Yan Xiaye behaved very well, apart from being surprised at the fact that Li Yuntang could cook.

She unconsciously breathed very lightly, as if she was at a loss when she was alone with a man, but also as if she was afraid of breaking the rare silence.

On the contrary, Li Yuntang put down his spoon, and said calmly for her: "The job arranged by Beicheng is not suitable for you, if you don't want to work in Li's..." "It's nothing.

"Recalling the huge gambling debt owed by his father, Yan Xiaye lowered his eyes: "I will be careful next time, and I won't let this kind of thing happen again.

"Speak lightly.

But he and she are very clear that she has no ability to decide whether similar things happen or not.

Yan Xiaye paused, then smiled calmly: "Little uncle, thank you.

"She knew that Li Yuntang could help her, but she didn't know what capital she had to ask for his help.

Instead of saying it out to take its own humiliation, it's better to get acquainted with it early.

Seeing the stubborn refusal in her eyes, Li Yuntang didn't force it, his voice was low and magnetic like a whisper: "Yan Xiaye, the bone marrow you donated saved the old man's life, so don't be so polite to me.

"Yan Xiaye's heart throbbed, then he smiled wryly and shook his head, refusing to admit the credit.

After the meal, she took the initiative to take on the job of washing the dishes, and then left without saying anything.

Before leaving, she secretly took away the worn shirt, and was going to wash it well before returning it to the other party.

As the door was gently closed, the sound of needles falling could be heard in the apartment again.

After a long while, the handsome and impeccable man in front of the dining table raised his hand and drank the remaining tea in the cup. His long black eyelashes concealed his inquiring eyes, and he smiled faintly.

Taking a taxi downstairs from the apartment building, Yan Xiaye hesitated for a long time to report the address, looking gloomy at the passing scenery outside the window.

Half an hour later, the taxi stopped steadily on the side of the road.

Yan Xiaye stepped out of the car, looked at the completely unfamiliar small villa area in front of him, and knocked on the door at the address given by Li Beicheng.

There was an immediate response in the room, accompanied by the kind and worried nagging of the middle-aged woman: "Shui Rou, why did you come back, are you going to make Mom worry to death... Xia Ye?" "...Mom.

"Looking at the little daughter who suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, the kindness on Yan's mother's face turned into embarrassment.