Chapter 766 (1/2)

”You promise, you always say you promise, every time people are afraid,” Li Beinian voice aggrieved choked, ”your guarantee has no use.”

Muxichen could not help but look down to touch her face, gently wipe her tears, ”don't cry, do you want to make my wife ugly?”

Li Beinian was so amused by such a sentence that he couldn't cry anymore. He couldn't laugh.

Angry and angry, he reached out to hammer his shoulder and said, ”your wife is ugly, and you are the one who caused it!”

”All right, all right, I'm wrong.” Musichen held her fist, with a smile in his voice and a helpless tone.

Eyes deep burning, dark but bright.

Muxichen's heart was burning, and he could not help but lower his head and hold her red lips.

Li Beinian pouts his mouth and wants to push him away. Instead, muxichen bullies him forward and hugs her waist for a kiss.

”Well...” Li Beinian pushed him away. His face was flushed and muttered, ”aren't you tired?”

”Tired,” musichen's lips under the corner of her lips, slowly moving down, grabbing her tender flesh along her neck, in a low and vague voice, ”tired of vegetarianism.”

The palm of his hand lifted the hem of her pajamas, and her strong and powerful body gathered her under her body. Musichen breathed hot, and his lips and teeth opened and closed on her skin. ”I haven't done it for a long time. I miss you.”

Li Beinian followed his posture, put his hands through his armpits and caught his shoulder. His breath was stirred by him slightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and responded in a low voice: ”me too...”

Once again, musichen grabbed her lips. This time, he intensified and hastened to lift her coat and caress her heartily.

After nearly a month's absence, musichen was particularly enthusiastic.

Li Beinian hardly accepted all of them. He tossed and groaned under him. Finally, he carried him to the bathroom and fell asleep.

Beili didn't sleep well.

From time to time open your eyes to see him, put your arms around his waist, so that you can sleep peacefully.

But even so, Li Beinian still seemed to be cursed and had a nightmare.

In the dream, she seems to have returned to the villa where Mu Donglin placed her.

The servant was respectful to her in front of her, but had no warm respect for her behind her.

On that day, Mu Donglin took her to her grandfather's home in Qianzhou.

In the eyes of Li Lao, Mu Donglin has always been a good son-in-law and a good man.

In addition, Li Beinian didn't want to let people know the fact that she was ignored, so my grandfather didn't know that she was not well off.

After sitting in my grandfather's house for half a day, I met a strange guest,

is a British mixed race, about thirty or forty years old.

She heard them call him: Nico.

Li Beinian didn't know this man, but he could clearly feel that his grandfather didn't like him.

When Nico saw her, he couldn't help but stay for a while, straight and straight, without any cover up.

Li Lao did not seem to want to contact him by himself. Shortly after Nico came, he asked Mu Donglin to take him back with him.

However, it was not long before Li Beinian was targeted and forced to hand over that crucial thing.

Looking at the people in front of him, Li Beinian retreated in fright. Suddenly, he stepped on the ground, and the whole person suddenly became excited.

Li Beinian opened his eyes and saw the chest of muxichen.

And I curled up in his arms, wrapped in a warm thick quilt, warm all over.

Behind, already Qin out a layer of sweat.

As soon as he was light, the quilt was lifted, and Li Beinian felt that he was full of Qi and relaxed.

Musichen reached out to pluck her hair. His voice was low and deep. ”Have you had a nightmare?”

Li Beinian nodded and raised his eyes to Mu Xichen, who was obviously sleepy.

Li Beinian reached out to touch his eyebrows and eyes and said softly, ”I dreamed of my father.”

In a word, let musichen sober up a lot.

The focus of his eyes was fixed and he repeated the words, ”father?”

”Well,” Li Beinian answered softly, ”Nico Rothschild.”

Mu Xichen's eyes become more and more profound. His palms intentionally or unintentionally pass her long hair. Although his eyes are looking at Li Beinian, it is obvious that his attention is not on her.

”I dreamt that he was dead. After he died, Lin Ya and Mu Donglin came to me and asked me to hand over that ruby. They wanted Rothschild's inheritance.”