Adults have adult troubles, and children also have children. Different experiences lead to different scopes.&1t;/p>

Even if Xiaoxue has a supreme background and a simple and kind personality, it will not avoid unhappy things.&1t;/p>

Qi Ye smiled and touched her face: "Go and play with my grandfather."&1t;/p>

Xiaoxue flashed her long eyelashes: "Dad, are you more happy?"&1t;/p>

Qi Ye lifted her up casually, put it on the sand, and unbuttoned the collar of her shirt; "Dad also went to mommy to tell her unhappiness."&1t;/p>

See if you can really be happy.&1t;/p>

Although his wife is a psychologist, her mind is rarely influenced by others.&1t;/p>

In the kitchen.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan was stewing the soup, her slender hands hugged her from behind, and a familiar soft and cool breath came.&1t;/p>

She smiled and turned her head, and was caught by him at the corner of her lips. After a while, Ye Weilan said with a moist cheek: "I'll cook first, I'll compensate you tonight..."&1t;/p>

Qi Ye hugged her and watched her move quickly put various ingredients into the pot, and the fragrance emerged.&1t;/p>

Such a pair of delicate and tender hands are just a wealthy person's life, so taking a kitchen has become a must-do for her every day.&1t;/p>

If Ye Weilan did nothing, Qi Ye would still love her, a daughter and a noble lady from a famous family, but few of them like to cook.&1t;/p>

They have to take care of their hands and appearance, cultivate their temperament and talents, and keep their men.&1t;/p>

But his little wife is different. Everything she does for him contains her feelings for him.&1t;/p>

Every meal, every piece of clothing and even every glass of water, she is deeply in love.&1t;/p>

He can feel the taste of happiness from it.&1t;/p>

This is the taste that women who say they love him until they die will never make.&1t;/p>

Those women either love his face or his money and power. Only she loves him.&1t;/p>

Whether it is the dark Qi Ye, the ruthless Qi Ye, the gentle Qi Ye... she loves it all.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan loves Qi Ye until his death.&1t;/p>

Qi Ye loves Ye Weilan, which shocks the world.&1t;/p>

Look, how compatible they are...&1t;/p>

Qi Ye lifted up thin lips.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan's voice was soft, her eyebrows and eyes were clear, and there was a gentle smile on the corners of her lips: "I like to cook, wash clothes, and clean up every bit of life... I like to be called Mrs. Qi, which means that Qi Ye is mine, and I am also Qi Ye. We two only belong to each other, and there is probably nothing better than this..."&1t;/p>

Qi Ye asked in her ear, "I like to be called Mrs. Qi?"&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan rubbed against his high nose and said warmly: "Mrs. Qi, Mrs. Qi, Qi Ye's woman, Ye Emperor, Ye's young lady, Xiaoxue and Xiaojiu's mother, the hostess of the Demon Night City... As long as it can prove that Qi Ye is mine, I like it..."&1t;/p>

Qi Ye rubbed against her soft shoulders, and the warm skin temperature made the cold breath dissipate a little. He smelled the familiar fragrance, his slightly pointed teeth, pressed against the delicate skin on her neck, and used a little force to rub back and forth.&1t;/p>

Ye Weilan giggled in the itchy way, while cooking the soup in the pot, letting Qi Ye make a fuss.&1t;/p>

She looked at the dark night outside the window and held the hand of the person behind her. Qi Ye’s abnormality today must be related to Qi Xue.&1t;/p>

Did he know too, the curse about the Ye family?&1t;/p>

Ye Wushang would take all the cost and let Qi Xue enter Ye's house, even if that was really just a superstition.&1t;/p>

Thirty years after her death, he still wanted to have her in his identity.&1t;/p>

Where is Qi Ye?&1t;/p>

That was something that should belong to Qi Ye...&1t;/p>

How can they get cheaper for those bastards?&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!