This time, Yan Xiaye hesitated for a while and finally asked, his slender eyelashes trembled nervously, and his voice was also unaudible: "Little uncle, why?"

She doesn't want to be self-indulgent anymore, so she must follow the truth.

Li Yuntang pondered for a moment, and did not avoid this question, but instead answered in the most cunning way: "I am the big boss of this studio, so of course I have to spare no effort to make a profit."

Li Yuntang has always been familiar with the control of people's hearts.

If this reason is ignored, it is indeed natural.

Yan Xiaye didn't know what he was looking forward to, and couldn't even figure out whether he had any expectations. However, he was relieved quietly.

Her relationship with Li Yuntang is an elder and junior in the Li family, and a boss and employee in the studio.

This is enough, she never dared to ask for more.

Taking advantage of Yan Xiaye's dazed and dazed, Li Yuntang found the disinfectant alcohol on the side and gently poured it on Yan Xiaye's palm.

The moist and cool feeling in her hands made Yan Xiaye come back to her senses. At this moment, she realized that Li Yuntang was indeed not just talking.

The high-purity alcohol quickly evaporated. Li Yuntang accommodated Yan Xiaye's height, leaned half on the exhibition cabinet, raised his hand and lifted his hair away from his ears, and her figure condensed in his deep eyes: "Xia Ye, come here."

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It is obviously just a simple action, but it is done by Li Yuntang, which is always very pleasing to the eye and makes people unable to control themselves.

Yan Xiaye swallowed, tried hard to control his heart's ups and downs, and stood on tiptoe holding earrings, and carefully approached.

However, Li Yuntang's earlobe curves are elegant and there is no such thing as ear piercings.

She was unconsciously disappointed: "Uncle, have you never had earrings before?"

"Um."

Li Yuntang didn't seem to think that this was the problem. He let go of his hair, his fingertips touched Yan Xiaye's fingers, and wrapped her little hand in the man's big palm.

Before Yan Xiaye reacted, the man pinched her with his slender fingers and pressed her without hesitation.

In the blink of an eye, blood soaked her fingertips.

His expression of looking down at her was unfathomable, unforgettable at first glance.

Yan Xiaye took a breath of air conditioning, took a step back as if he was burned, and then he leaned forward with a nervous look on his face to observe the man's earlobes with blood.

The sapphire shines with a noble light, which complements the man's mysterious and elegant temperament.

When he thought that she forced the earrings into it, Yan Xiaye was not in the mood to appreciate it. In desperation, he complained to Li Yuntang: "It's very dangerous to do this. What if you get infected?"

Li Yuntang smiled and looked at her hair, and found that he didn't hate Yan Xiaye at a loss for him. He calmly replied: "Alcohol has been disinfected, it's okay."

"How come it's okay!" Yan Xiaye was anxious and angry, frowned and raised his little head, and asked nervously: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Yan Xiaye said that she could not believe such nonsense at all. Her eyes left the man's earlobe. Then she realized that she was so close to Li Yuntang, so close that she could meet the man's sexiness as long as she tiptoes.

Slim lips.

The eyes are facing each other, and time seems to be frozen here.

The studio was so quiet that Yan Xiaye could clearly hear her gradually disordered heartbeat.

Even if Li Yuntang's status is ignored, the man's excessively handsome appearance and unpredictable temperament are enough to attract all women.

Yan Xiaye is just an ordinary woman, so naturally he cannot avoid the vulgarity.

She tried her best to pull her eyes away from the man, looking at her own reflection in the man's eyes, and hypnotizing herself was actually looking at a particularly delicate mirror, and suddenly she spit out her tongue and made a face.

In a blink of an eye, the beautiful atmosphere shattered like soap bubbles.

Li Yuntang twitched the corner of his lips, rubbed the girl's hair with emotion, and sighed with a little deeper meaning: "Xia Ye, you can always give me a different surprise."

Yan Xiaye vaguely felt that this was probably not praising her, but now it is not the time to consider this.

She turned around and took the car keys on the table and said anxiously to Li Yuntang: "This place is not far from the hospital, so let's go and find a doctor to do emergency treatment."

Li Yuntang didn't care. Since Yan Xiaye insisted on asking, he nodded.

Leaving the building, the autumn wind blowing towards Yan Xia Ye trembled.

He secretly remembered that he would come back to Li's house to get some clothes. Yan Xiaye was about to take a few steps, but behind him, the suit with the man's temperature dropped from the sky and naturally fell on her shoulders.

"Put it on, don't catch a cold."

The man's voice was cold and indifferent, and he could not hear any true meaning, but it still made Yan Xiaye feel warm.

She was about to turn around and say something, but just turned around and saw a silver-gray BMW parked on the street turn off its headlights and the door opened.

In the vast night, Li Beicheng, who was turned away by her a few hours ago, opened the car door, and several bottles of different colors rolled down at his feet, and walked towards him with red eyes and strides.

With Li Beicheng's arrogant heart, he would still stay here, which Yan Xiaye never expected.

Seeing Yan Xiaye's expression appearing a little more astonished, Li Yuntang turned around slowly, his eyes falling coldly on the embarrassed Li Beicheng, and his thin lips raised a curve of smiles.

It seems that everything Li Beicheng did was just a joke that children played house in his opinion.

"Beicheng, I won't go back so late. Isn't your little lover worried?"

Li Beicheng was obviously drunk. The noble prince's demeanor disappeared. He staggered and stopped one meter away. His eyes stared at Yan Xiaye's figure close to his uncle with anger, extremely hoarse

The voice was enough to prove how much spirit he drank: "Uncle, what is your purpose for getting close to Yan Xiaye? If you just want shares under her name, it's almost time to speak up?"

"No matter what purpose I have, it is a matter between me and Xia Ye." Li Yuntang closed his eyes, and there was no expression on his handsome and innocent face. He poked Li Beicheng's sore spot in a concise way: "From you, you

The moment the little lovers appeared together, it was equivalent to announcing the entire Jianghai that your marriage with Yan Xiaye was in name only. In this case, what qualifications do you have to control who Xiaye interact with?"

"As long as I haven't divorced her for a day, she will be my wife for a day!" Li Beicheng's eyes were red with anger, and his anger was stagnant in his chest, which made his whole heart hurt.

He wanted to give more and better reasons, and it would be better to hit the nail on the head, leaving Li Yuntang with nothing to say and willing to give up the disadvantage.
Chapter completed!