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

Chapter 788: Fanwai: Gentle Limited Edition (24)

The gleaming McLaren gallops in the city that never sleeps.

The words Xing Ye said to him tonight hovered in his mind over and over again.

Why don't you like getting married? To live a life lonely with that face? Can you bear it? I can't stand it anyway.

What he said is not wrong, but Sheng Yilun has made up his mind.

The never-night city of Shenyang is full of neon and radiant colors, galloping backwards on McLaren's icy body.

A little upset, slowing down, he slowly stopped McLaren to the side of the road. After holding the phone, his long, well-knotted fingers rubbed the familiar number. He was thinking, what is she doing now?

Coax Li Chengyi, tell Sophia a bedtime story? Or, An An lay quietly in Li Beichen's arms?

After nine o'clock in the evening, after hesitating, Sheng Yilun still didn't want to disturb her.

When I was about to put the phone away, a call came in. Seeing the words flashing on the screen, he smiled cynically, and immediately connected, "Hello, Drizzle?"

"Where?"

"I'm going home soon."

Little bit has just finished taking a shower, her face is round and red, like a big ripe apple. With Li Beichen by his side, Yu Xuan retired from the baby's room lightly and walked to the balcony, "Did Xing Ye bother you again today?"

He nodded, "Do you know everything?"

"That lunatic, the godfather who wanted to be Chengyi, all wanted to be mentally ill, and he asked you to get on the bar again. He was racing with you, and the loss was terrible, right?"

"It's a bit." The tall and straight figure leaned against the leather seat, and Sheng Yilun raised his mouth with a casual smile, "Hey, in the entire Shencheng, it is estimated that only Mrs. Li can compare with me."

As if imagining the man's unruly expression on the phone, Yu Xuan raised her eyebrows and laughed out, "Honored, honored."

Across the entire Shanghai city, just listening to her voice quietly, Sheng Yilun's frowning eyebrows gradually eased, only in this way, he felt very satisfied.

He quickly put away his emotions, and he laughed lazily and madly again, "Did Xiaoli fall asleep? If not, go back to the room to accompany the child. If I make Xiaolili cry, I can only ask you."

In a word, Yuxuan's teeth tickled, "You men, just put me behind if you have a little trouble, right?"

"We men?" Sheng Yilun chuckled, and casually touched the broken hair that was blown by the wind on his forehead, "How could Li Beichen treat you the same way?"

"Not really." She teased deliberately.

"It's time to fight, even treating you as a sow to give birth."

"Eh eh eh?" Yuxuan immediately smelled the smell of him hurting her, half leaning against the marble railing of the balcony, deliberately raising her voice displeasedly, "Who did you say sow? Beichen didn't say that to me. ."

Sheng Yilun suddenly felt a pain in his brain, "Yes, I just said that you will protect your shortcomings, tsk, ruthless."

She nodded up and down lightly, she smiled unruly, "I apologize."

"I don't accept it." He deliberately scolded her.

"Sheng Yilun!"

I can imagine that the woman on the other side gritted her teeth a bit, and he smiled, "Why?"

"Give you some sunshine and you will be bright?"

"Otherwise you can give me some colors, and I will open a dyeing room."

In a word, she amused her, "Is it itchy?"

"good."

She half-closed her eyebrows mockingly, her eyes fell on the black figure walking towards him, her heart sank, and she immediately put away the hippie smile, and asked the man on the phone seriously, "I heard Beichen say, Are you getting married?"