She wasn't made of mud, so did she have a good temper?
Li beixiao nudged her again. His expression and action were childish.
"Are you angry?"
Ye qingge remembered that li beixiao had been like this before. Uncle said that he was sullen, and he was sullen when he was angry.
That time, he couldn't help but ask her, " can't you tell that I'm angry? "
This time, she could really tell that he was angry, and it was so obvious.
I forgot to tell you that I'm a little busy on my first day of work ...
Ye qingge was in li beixiao's arms.
Li beixiao resisted the urge to hug her, but his expression softened.
"You're busier than me?"
These words were cold and muffled.
"I'll definitely remember to tell you next time, okay? It's late, go to sleep!"
Ye qingge's eyelids were fighting. She was really sleepy.
Li beixiao was angry when she said that she wanted to sleep. He could only hold her and do nothing.
She was sleeping soundly, but he was burning up.
