Becoming Audacious After Marriage: Madam, Please Keep a Low Profile

Chapter 278: The night breeze is really cool

He threw the suit on the hallway. He wanted to help her to change her slippers, but as soon as she took off her shoes, the woman's delicate body had already leaned towards him clingingly.

She was helpless with the sleeper, Li Beichen rubbed her eyebrows tightly, but to no avail.

"Bang!" The door closed with a loud sound.

The black figure cast an overwhelming shadow in front of her, pulling her with a strong force, causing her to crash into her arms.

His arms were cold and warm, and the place near his chest through the shirt was warm, and the position of his arms was slightly cool because of the moisture of the night.

Slender fingers pulled the tie apart, Li Beichen bowed his head indifferently, and his thin lips fell.

Yuxuan trembled violently and opened his sleepy eyes.

"Wake up?" Li Beichen pressed her forehead, breathing heavily.

Yu Xuan was stunned. Before he could get over, the man's deep eyes turned scarlet. In the next moment, he picked her up and walked towards the master bedroom.

"Li Beichen--" Yuxuan subconsciously wanted to push him away. Even though the man who was unmoved by the collapse of the heavens and the earth coldly stood still, it was herself that the tendons on her arm hurt a bit when she pushed him.

He took a deep breath, bit his lip, raised his eyes to look at him, and looked at his stern face. The chill was compelling, and there was a trace of complaint in Yu Xuan's eyes.

"Does your hand hurt?" The man's quiet voice came over his head.

The slender and curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and she breathed a little bit quickly. She wanted to say something, but her waist was rubbed tighter by his strong arms.

In a scream of astonishment, Yuxuan fell to the huge double bed.

There was a moment of dizziness, and long dark hair spread out on the white silkworm quilt. She was a little panicked, supporting her body with her hands, and wanted to sit up from the bed, but Li Beichen refused.

The low-key luxurious crystal lamp above his head exudes an exquisite and coquettish atmosphere. Under the dark and soft light, his slender fingers grabbed his shirt and couldn't push his approaching body away, so he had to let him kiss deeper...

————

In the center of the huge bed, Li Beichen constricted deep and undetectable black eyes, brushed the strands of sweat on her face, and muttered: "Yuxuan, shall we have a baby?"

She froze.

The slender and curled eyelashes were wet with sweat and a little heavy. Yu Xuan opened his trance eyes weakly and looked at the man holding himself in his arms.

Just been immersed in his loss of control, but she heard a sentence clearly--

"Yuxuan, shall we have a baby?"

Such a subtle feeling made her feel sore for a moment. Very aggrieved, tears drenched, but closed his eyes and stubbornly pressed down.

————

No sleep.

Li Beichen proudly put on a black nightgown and stood smoking on the balcony outside the French windows of the master bedroom.

The street lamp outside the villa poured a dim light, and the tall and stalwart figure was the golden rim of the velvet on the cage.

The night was very quiet, and she could hear her breathing, her breath was thin, and her sleep was heavy, and it seemed that even the air was solidified like amber.

It rained again on a typhoon day, and the heat in July in the middle of the night had faded. Slender fingers wiped the soot indifferently, and the slight flame of the cigarette radiated a yellowish halo in the air.

He turned sideways, his dark and dangerous gaze fell on the woman on the bed. Long black hair was scattered by the pillow, and her profile was quiet, white and inconceivable.

Thinking of the phrase ‘Yuxuan, let’s have a baby,’ he said to her before, Li Beichen frowned.

Yanlan Mountain was blown softly under the night breeze, as far away as another world, as if time had stopped.

The red light between his fingers is visible.

Li Beichen's eyes were deeper, and he smoked quietly, the breath of tobacco penetrated into his lungs, with a slight bitterness. But the smoke is fading, and his handsome side face is like a magical craftsmanship.

The night breeze is really cold.

He thought about something, about marriage.

Perhaps there is no shortage of loving couples in the world, who share weal and woe, never leave.

But the power of the Li family is overwhelming and intertwined. With such a complicated relationship, he has never seen a case with the same eyebrows and respect.

Some are just benefits.

In those years abroad, he thought he would meet the person he loved all his life. From then on, hold your hand and grow old with him.

But three thousand prosperous, dancing pavilion singing stage. Vanity Fair is full of wind and snow, and he doesn't even give it to the scene. Even Qiao Wenqian sent her abroad ruthlessly.

For four years, emotions have been tiresome to him.

When Shi Yuxuan appeared in front of him, he even felt that it was a farce.

How is she worthy?

How is it worthy of Mrs. Li's expensive?

If it wasn't for Li Beiming's imminent release, if it wasn't for the position of Yuzun's president.

But he was wrong. He used to be so cold and unmoved even if the world collapsed and the rocks were cracked. He actually clenched his fists so cruelly for her.

This subtle feeling is menacing and irresistible.

He thought he had seen the people and things around him a long time ago and looked bored, and even felt that the so-called love is simply absurd. Unexpectedly, after meeting her, he became more paranoid and stubborn.

The possession that keeps her forever confined by his side is about to drive him crazy.

Reached out and rubbed his frowning eyebrows, but to no avail.

I vaguely heard the movement of her getting out of bed, staring deeply at the slender figure in front of the French window. Squeeze the smoke out and walk towards her with his foot up.

She wanted to take a bath, and when she got up from the bed, she clearly felt the pain of being crushed all over her body. Thinking of what he said before, Yuxuan, let's have a baby, her face turned pale.

After a moment of weakness, he curled up and squatted down.

Behind him, the light filled, the long and stalwart figure pouring down, "Uncomfortable?"