Sweetheart is still small.

Li Qingcang is not young anymore.

Men of this age are generally full of blood.

No one can control his temper?

What if Li Qingcang really did something to Sweetheart?

Li Qingcang's eyes darkened, and the little uncle really took his aunt's words as imperial decree.

Now there is no time for him to spend time with Sweetheart?

Ahhhhhhhh, it's too much.

"Uncle called me, I'm out, you rest early."

Ye Tianxin's eyes were full of Qiushui's smile, and she nodded.

No way, who makes his father a wife slave?

"Brother Li, good night."

Li Qingcang got up and came out of Ye Tianxin’s bedroom. Xie Xuning stood outside the door with a calm face, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Cang, Sweetheart has not been well rested in the hospital during this time. She wants to rest early, and you should rest early tomorrow. Come find Shihan with me."

Li Qingcang looked at Xie Xuning's face, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.

"Yes, uncle."

Li Qingcang returned to his room. When he was lying on the bed, he recalled the kiss he had just received.

On his lips, the softness of her lips and the sweetness of the kiss still remained.

He couldn't help thinking, after he married Ye Tianxin, could he kiss as much as he wanted, and do whatever he wanted?

But how can he marry her?

She is not 20 years old yet.

I can't even get a marriage certificate.

The point is that she is also young.

He was reluctant to hurt her too.

Go to sleep, go to sleep.

Li Qingcang, you have to wait patiently for your sweetheart to grow up.

Go to sleep, go to sleep.

It really doesn't work, do you want to kidnap Ye Tianxin to get the marriage certificate first.

Not enough age is enough.

But getting a certificate, I think there should be no problem.

Before going to bed, Li Qingcang thought so and so.

...

...

In a private club in the imperial capital, Li Zhiwei sat in the club room.

She looked at the snow scene outside the glass window, stretched out her hand, took a roasted taro from the side of the stove, gently peeled the taro, and ate it in small bites.

Qie Wang opened the door, walked in, and sat cross-legged across from Li Zhiwei.

"Zhiwei, what's wrong with you?"

Li Zhi smiled faintly, "I introduce my boyfriend to you. Brother Wang."

Qi Wang looked around, boyfriend? People?

"He called and will be back in a while."

As soon as Li Zhiwei's words fell, from outside the door, a foreign man in a suit walked in. This man was blond and blue-eyed, and he looked quite elite.

"His Chinese name is Li Bai."

Li Bai sat next to Li Zhiwei, using a not fluent Chinese, and said to Qi Wang, "Hello, Brother Wang, I often hear Xiaowei mention you, saying that after Xiaowei's brother passed away, you are the most to Xiaowei. Nice person, thank you for taking care of Xiaowei for so many years."

Looking at Li Bai, Qi Wang felt a little strange. He didn't expect that Li Zhiwei's taste would change so much.

She used to like Xie Xuning.

Why do you suddenly like ghosts?

Foreign men are not so good.

But this is the first man Li Zhiwei has brought to Qian Wang in recent years.

For whatever reason, Qie Wang would not bother her.

"Xiaowei is a good woman, treat us Xiaowei well."

Li Bai smiled, he held Li Zhiwei's waist, "Brother Wang, don't worry, Weiwei is my goddess, and I will treat my goddess well."

In Li Bai's eyes, there was an expression of admiration.