"She's in pain when you pinch her like that!" Huo zhongrao had a cigarette in his mouth as he looked at li beixiao. His words were a little unhappy.
Ye qingge looked at her brother and felt that he, who usually looked dull and stiff, was now full of ruffian aura, especially when he squinted his eyes, which made him even more charming.
"Brother, you're so handsome!"
A proud look appeared on ye qingge's warm face. This outstanding man was her brother.
Li beixiao was furious. His woman was saying that another man was handsome in front of him, even if the man was her brother.
"He's handsome and I'm handsome?" Pinching ye qingge's jaw, li Beichen's stern face was gloomy.
His words were filled with ruthlessness, as if he would punish him if he did not answer well.
Li beixiao had already thought it through. If her answer made him unhappy, he would have an excuse to punish her.
