Master's Little Wife Is Tigress But Alluring

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Lihaotianze went to the study and continued to deal with the unfinished work.

Xuyan is in the kitchen, cleaning up the tableware with the servant.

Yin Li is sitting on the sofa alone, looking at the study on the second floor

She slowly clenched her fist, and a little indignation flashed across her eyes.

Why, why did Zhou ya, that old woman, get the love of such an excellent man?

She is not willing, she is not willing to miss this man.

Xu Yan has been observing Yin Li's reaction. She naturally has a panoramic view of Yin Li's reluctance.

She curled her lips and sneered.

Hurry up. She's really waiting to see the play. She can't wait.

Zhou Ya comes back from a walk with yunwan. Lihaotian's work has not been finished yet.

Zhou Ya was a little distressed and made him a cup of coffee.

She put the coffee on the table, walked up to him and hugged him.

"Seeing you work so hard every day, I feel a little distressed..."

Li Hao was just a little moved, and then he heard Zhou ya say, "I guess it was like this before Xiao Xiao. Alas, it's really hard for my precious son... I don't know how he is now. I haven't heard from him at all."

He curled his lips and smiled faintly, pulling her into his arms.

"When you love me, you also love your son. Anyway, in your heart, I will never be as important as my son?"

Zhou Ya put her arms around his neck and replied proudly.

"Well, you are certainly not as important as my son. My son is the baby I gave birth to in October. You are a smelly man and will only make me sad... How can you compare with my son?"

"Yes, I can't compare with my son." Li Haotian responded with a good temper. Looking at her flamboyant appearance, he could not help but whisper and kissed her.

Zhou Ya's eyes were full of shyness, and her breathing was confused.

The two were close for a long time. In order not to disturb his work, Zhou Ya left soon.

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Lihaotian was probably busy until more than 11:00 in the middle of the night before he finished his day's work.

He got up, stretched, picked up the coat on the chair and left the study.

He was thirsty, so he went downstairs to the refrigerator and took a bottle of pure water from the refrigerator.

But unexpectedly, someone came over and asked with concern, "Mr. Li, haven't you slept yet? Working so late?"

Lihaotian frowned and looked up at the visitor.

Yin Li, dressed in rose colored silk, was sleepy, showing an attractive spring glow on her chest, and walked gracefully.

Lihaotian just glanced and looked away.

He didn't answer her at all. He took the pure water and went straight away.

But Yinli stopped him.

She pretended to have sprained her foot, and she sprang into his arms.

Li Haotian was startled, and his face flashed away: "what are you doing?"

Touch porcelain?

He had seen people throw themselves into his arms, but he had never seen them. They were so direct and wanted to jump into his arms.

With a bang, Yinli didn't expect Li Haotian to escape. She couldn't control it and fell to the ground.

She crawled on the cold tiles, her whole body trembling.

"Ah... It hurts..."

She raised her elbow, where some skin was broken and some blood came out.

Lihaotian secretly underestimated a sentence, which was inexplicable.

He lifted his feet and left without any pause.

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