Li Nancheng said to ye qingge with a smile as he picked up the jar of chess pieces.
His smile was as dazzling as the sun.
Li beixiao heard li Nancheng's words when he walked in.
His cold eyes looked at the two people who were sitting closely together.
Li Nancheng leaned almost all his strength on ye qingge.
Ye qingge did not say anything. She was supposed to take care of him.
Other than the fact that li Nancheng was a little like a young master, he was actually very simple and straightforward. Ye qingge quite liked his personality.
She forked a piece of Apple and brought it to li Nancheng's mouth.
"Wife, it's so sweet!"
Li Nancheng grinned. He felt that it was worth it to have his leg knocked into her.
He had never felt that having a wife was such a good thing!
Li beixiao's eyes were cold and solemn.
"I'm not playing anymore. You two go back to your room and be lovey-dovey, you're really an eyesore!"
