Soft? Little guy, you are afraid you will be naughty again. When did you make you so comfortable and beg for mercy?

Don't provoke me. If I have a sting and can't control myself, then you're done...

After saying that, Ye Qiu rushed directly to Ling Qingcheng, pressed her under her eight-pack abs, and looked at the beauty in front of her with a smile on her face.

He thought Ling Qingcheng would beg for mercy, but the girl was in a bad mood today and was in the Xiao family villa again. Xiao Yunhan was still at home. If she was knocked out of such a shameful thing, she would probably not be able to raise her head in the future.

But beyond Ye Qiu's expectations, Ling Qingcheng stretched out his slender white index finger, gently hooked Ye Qiu's chin, and returned to his former charming appearance, with a soft voice in his bone marrow. Brother, if you have the ability, come, sister, wait...

After being flirted with the girl, Ye Qiu shivered all over and immediately started to open. He found that he was no match for the hot president at all. Every time he had a fight with her, he was the one who was defeated in the end.

OK OK OK, let you go once today, I won’t bother you anymore, I will surrender... Ye Qiu raised his hands high and raised the white flag.

Hehe... Ling Qingcheng made a crisp silver bell-like laugh. She had known for a long time that Ye Qiu was encouraging her to tease her, so she took the trick, and indeed this guy fell.

She has such magic power, able to clearly grasp the man's psychology, and give him a feeling that he is hard to come by, like the queen who rules the world, occasionally favors him and gives alms once.

Seeing that the girl seemed to be in a much better mood, Ye Qiu breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, he finally saw Ling Qingcheng's familiar smile.

He stopped making trouble, and after whispering a few more words to the hot president, he stood up and left.

But what Ye Qiu didn't know was that just when he was having a small fuss with Ling Qingcheng, the Nokia phone fell under the bed.

Generally speaking, no one contacted Ye Qiu except the girls around him. After all, he had no friends in China. Those who could speak were only a few confidants, as well as girls such as Zhongli, Mu Qingleng, and Shen Aoxue.

But not long after he left, Nokia's cell phone suddenly rang, and Ling Qingcheng, who was lying down, was also shocked. When she tiptoed out of bed, a cell phone immediately appeared.

To be honest, this Nokia mobile phone can no longer keep up with the trend in an era of such rapid development of high-tech. Most of the young people today are Apple.

So Ling Qingcheng could see at a glance that this was Ye Qiu's mobile phone, because only he could be so nostalgic and patriotic, and he would never use American high-tech.

The phone suddenly stopped after a minute of ringing. When Ling Qingcheng was about to return the phone to Ye Qiu, the ringtone rang again.

The girl also noticed the caller ID above. This was not a string of strange numbers, but a note of Yin.

Ling Qingcheng immediately reacted. If nothing unexpected happens, it should have been called by Yin Qing.

But what Ling Qingcheng didn't understand was that Yin Qing and Ye Qiu were not very familiar with each other. The reason they could know each other was entirely because of her relationship.

On the New Year's Eve when the family reunites, Yin Qing did not call her, but instead called Ye Qiu, which surprised Ling Qingcheng.

The girl is very curious. Although she knows that it is wrong to answer someone else's phone without permission, after hesitating for a while, she still pressed the answer button by mistake...

There was no familiar voice from Yin Qing on the other side of the phone. She was silent, probably organizing language.

Ling Qingcheng naturally could not speak, and he said nothing. In this way, the two maintained a tacit understanding and neither of them spoke.

For three minutes, except for the breathing of the two of them, the phone could basically be heard.

In the end, Yin Qing spoke first, but her speech almost scared Ling Qingcheng to the point of throwing her phone out.

Happy New Year’s Eve, Xiaoxia!

Although there were only six short words, Ling Qingcheng's expression suddenly became very shocked, and his face was very pale for a moment, and even his delicate body trembled slightly.

She attended the wedding of Li Luo and his family three months ago, that time she learned Ye Qiu’s true identity: the young master of the Ye family.

His original name was not Ye Qiu, but Ye Xia, which he said in person.

Because he does not like the heat and enthusiasm of summer, but he is more in love with the bleakness and solemnity of autumn...

The first name Yin Qing said now is Xiao Xia. Judging from the silence of the previous three minutes, the relationship between the two should be very complicated, otherwise Yin Qing would not have been able to not speak for three minutes.

A bold idea suddenly appeared in Ling Qingcheng's mind. Last time Ye Qiu was in danger, Yin Qing was very anxious, just like an ant on a hot pan. In desperation, he shouted Xiao Xia directly.

At that time, she thought it was her auditory hallucination. After all, it was really noisy at that time. Now that I think about it carefully, the words Yin Qing shouted at that time were Xiao Xia, and it was absolutely true.

Now the relationship between the two suddenly became subtle. Except for the last time who attended the wedding of Li Luo and his family, the person who could know Ye Qiu's true identity was probably the one he was closest to.

For example, the Ye family once...

It is not unreasonable for Ling Qingcheng to be so suspicious. She had felt before that Yin Qing's concern for Ye Qiu seemed a bit unusual. Logically speaking, the two shouldn't be so close.

But she always mentioned Ye Qiu intentionally or unintentionally to herself, asking for all the news about him. Now that she thinks, all the clues are not groundless.

hiss······

Ling Qingcheng took a breath of air conditioning, his ears were closer to his phone. This was just her guess, and she wanted to continue listening.

After a brief pause, Yin Qing spoke again, Xiaoxia, although I know you don’t want me to call you that, I really can’t overcome that hurdle.

Tonight is New Year's Eve, and the first thing I think of is you. In my mind, you were always running around fifteen years ago with firecrackers and Xixi.

At that time, you were so happy, living carefree and unrestrained, and you didn’t have to bear endless pressure for revenge every day like you are now.

At the age of nine, you always like to throw yourself into my arms and call me mom in a coquettish way, but for fifteen years, I have never heard you call me again.

On this special day, I just hope that you can call me Mom like before, even if it is only one, I beg you, is it okay?

When she said this, Yin Qing on the other side of the phone had already choked up, and tears flowed down her cheeks, like broken pearls.

Ye Qiu is her only relative in this world. At this moment of reunion, she only has one small wish, which is to hear her son call her mother again.

This requirement is not high for ordinary families, it is just a matter of shouting, but for Ye Qiu, it is a family feud. Since fifteen years ago, the word "mother" has never been in his dictionary again...
Chapter completed!