As soon as these words came out, Yan Xiaye thoughtfully pulled the corner of his lips, and his eyes were mocked deeper.

Without waiting for Li Beicheng to answer, she simply took over the conversation and said indifferently: "Li Beicheng, since your daughter needs you so much, you don't have to force yourself to stay for dinner. My temple is small and I can't tolerate you, the great god, you

Or where did you come back?"

As the last word fell, she bent down and took back the plate of fried rice. In front of Li Beicheng, she brought the plate back to her table, and found a pair of chopsticks to eat in an orderly manner while flipping through books. It seemed that Li

Whether the North City exists or not is optional to her and cannot attract any attention.

In things like love, the person you fall in love first is destined to become a loser.

To this day, she no longer loves him, so of course she can be generous.

Li Beicheng's hand holding the spoon stopped in the air, Yingting's eyebrows were frowning tightly, and she was stunned and annoyed.

As a famous young man from a noble family in Jianghai, he lived for twenty-seven years and never suffered such insults!

He should have been furious, but when he looked up and saw Yan Xiaye, who was fully focused under the light, the quiet and elegant Yan Xiaye, the tenderness that arose from somewhere, suddenly appeared, and even suppressed the anger.

After all, it was his fault that they had come to this day, after all, he was sorry for her...

"Dad! Ya'er is waiting for you, come back soon!"

The sudden young childish voice from the phone disturbed Li Beicheng's thoughts.

He suddenly withdrew his gaze and realized that he had just done something, and his heartbeat was a little more disordered.

He is not a young boy. Even if he has some inexplicable thoughts about Yan Xiaye, he should not be embarrassed to see her lose his mind.

Xia Ye's eyes were clear and he was calm and he could look at it. It was obvious that he didn't take him seriously at all.

Times change, things change.

He finally tasted what it was like to care aside, but found that he didn't like it at all.

Close the phone, Li Beicheng's handsome face was gloomy and he felt lost.

Just as he was trying to say something, an electronic sound of entering the password came from the other side of the room.

The next second, the door was pushed open with a slam. Yin Baiyan put a towel on his shoulder and a sports kettle on his waist, looking like he was running back from the night.

He saw Li Beicheng sitting on the sofa at a glance. He raised his eyebrows provocatively at the man from a distance, walked over and sat down next to Yan Xiaye, relying on the very deceptive picture.

With a baby face, a big man shamelessly acted coquettishly: "Xiao Xia Ye, when my teacher ran to the river, I accidentally blew the wind. I was about to touch if I had a fever?"

Li Beicheng was so angry that his liver hurt. His hand placed on his knee suddenly clenched into a fist, and his eyes silently collected weapons that could be used nearby, intending to teach Yin Baiyan a lesson.

What invisibly controlled Li Beicheng's impulse was Yan Xiaye put down his chopsticks, reached out and touched Yin Baiyan's forehead nervously.

The gentle and concerned look suddenly hit a memory buried deep in Li Beicheng, causing severe pain in his chest and poor breathing.

Once upon a time, only he was qualified to be treated like this by Yan Xiaye...

Not far away, Yan Xiaye turned around in a busy life, as if he was thinking about Li Beicheng still here, and his eyebrows were distant and bent his lips at him, with a standard smile on his face: "Mr. Gu, I

This is very busy, I can’t send you off when I walk slowly.”

This strange name was like a blow, causing Li Beicheng to stand in place like lightning.

A long time ago, when Yan Xiaye and Li Beicheng first met under the recommendation of Mr. Li, she was still a girl, and she was young and inferior, and timidly called him Li Shao with everyone.

The old story is mentioned again. She deliberately wants to separate her from him, especially in front of Yin Baiyan!

Does this mean that Yan Xiaye has realized that it is impossible for her and her uncle, so he stopped the loss in time and transferred the target to Yin Baiyan?

Realizing this, Li Beicheng's heart thorns and murderous intent suddenly appeared in his dark pupils.

He looked at the right men and women not far away indifferently. Putting aside those personal prejudices, Yin Baiyan's background and appearance were all the best, otherwise he would not have become popular on the Internet in just a few days, and the number of fans was even greater.

It can be more than one circle around the river and sea.

So many people have got Yin Baiyan's excellence, but there is no reason, but Xia Ye can't find it.

Li Beicheng's thoughts came to an abrupt end here.

The body moved spontaneously, stepped forward and pulled the two people who were too close to each other, and punched Yin Baiyan's disgusting face with a punch.

"Li Beicheng!" Yan Xiaye couldn't help but take a few steps back. Seeing this, he tried to block the man's fist without hesitation, the calm in his eyes was finally replaced by resentment, "Aren't Yan Shuirou waiting for you in the old house? You still want to make trouble

When?”

She thought the three words Yan Shuirou were enough to calm Li Beicheng down, but the subsequent development was beyond her expectations.

Li Beicheng turned a deaf ear to her warning, staring at Yin Baiyan like a falcon, her thin lips pursed into a straight line, her expression was full of evil spirits, and she was undoubtedly really angry.

Yan Xiaye is his woman!

If he doesn't want to let go for a day, no man will be qualified to covet it!

"Xiao Xiaye, this is a matter between men. Don't worry, just watch it."

Since last time I suffered a loss from Li Beicheng, Yin Baiyan has been in the gym whenever he has time. Now he can dodge Li Beicheng's straight punch, posing as a boxer's standard posture, and hooking him with contempt.

Finger: "Come on, Li Shao!"

Li Beicheng's eyes turned darker, and he sneered and punched him hard again. At the same time, he raised his legs and kicked him sideways in a very organized manner, leaving a shoe print between Yin Baiyan's waist and abdomen in the blink of an eye.

Yin Baiyan had not had time to learn boxing. In a hurry, he had only time to hold the man's arm. With the rapid pain from his waist, he groaned and knocked over the table and chair behind him.

"Teacher!" Yan Xiaye frowned and hurriedly ran over to help Yin Baiyan with blood oozing at the corner of his lips.

The reason why he provoked Li Beicheng was to vent his anger for her, but ended up in this way.

If she had known this, she wouldn't have picked up the flower at all.

Exorcism surged into his heart, Yan Xiaye turned around in anger and stared at the culprit who seemed to be innocent: "Li Beicheng, get out of here, you are not welcome here!"

Li Beicheng slowly lowered his eyes, looked at Yan Xiaye pushing him fiercely, and Yin Baiyan leaning against the wall behind her with a smile.

Damn it!

Knowing that Yan Xiaye and him were in a deadlock, why did he fall into the trick of the little boy again?
Chapter completed!