The Young Ancestor of Li’s Family Is Fierce and Sweet

His wife's ability is no less than his. For the first time, Li Tinghe felt the deep pressure.

After He Qiang ran 200 laps, it was already dark, so he let out a sigh of relief and climbed into the villa.

Bai Jingxuan laughed again.

Li Tinghe raised his eyebrows, "Go ahead and run all night."

"Master, someone will die..." He Qiang asked Bai Jingxuan for help, looking like he wanted to cry, "Young Madam, help..."

"The only way to become a master is to endure hardships." Bai Jingxuan waved her hand righteously, "Go. Go to the first bodyguard of the imperial capital."

He Qiang wanted to die, almost crawling around the villa.

Finally, before Master Li took his young wife back to the imperial capital, he caught up with Master Li's private jet.

Behind the cockpit of a luxurious private airliner is a luxuriously decorated restaurant and a toilet. The middle section of the fuselage is a living room with a bedroom, which is also equipped with a private bathroom. In the second half of the plane, there are rows of seats for bodyguards and escorts. The servants are sitting.

Bai Jingxuan visited the dining room and bedroom of the cabin, every decoration is extremely gorgeous and elegant.

If it wasn't clear that he had just boarded the plane, he would almost have thought he was in a smaller mansion.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." She couldn't help admiring.

"What's wrong?" Li Tinghe asked aloud.

"I don't even have such a luxurious private jet." To be honest, she only has a helicopter. It seems that there is still a gap between Li Tinghe, the No. 1 giant in China and the military.

Li Tinghe didn't blink, "I'll see you off."

She froze for a moment, "Really?"

"When did I lie to you?"

"Take it." Bai Jingxuan couldn't want nothing from her husband, right? It's one thing to have money yourself, but what he gave it was his heart.

A reminder about the imminent takeoff sounded on the radio, and the bodyguards in the back cabin turned off their mobile phones one after another, so as not to interfere with the flight signal.

First, Bai Jingxuan and Li Tinghe tasted Western food with Lafite from 1982 in the living room of the cabin, and then watched the program played on the huge LCD TV hanging on the bulkhead for a while.

Going into the cabin to take a shower, when she came out, Li Tinghe embraced her, and directly pressed her into the soft big bed...

Men and women are almost intertwined with their souls.

Ten thousand meters high, wind and rain are precarious, electric shock and thunder...

Not as hearty and intense.

She was forcibly pampered by him for several hours.

I have to admit again and again, he is really an iron man!

When she woke up, the plane had already landed at the Imperial Capital Airport.

She was drained and exhausted.

In a daze, it felt like he carried her off the plane...

When I opened my eyes again, it was already another morning.

She was lying in one of the master bedrooms in the Li family's old house.

Outside the window, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the sky is clear.

She stretched, and bumped into Li Tinghe's arms directly, "Aren't you going to the company?"

"I want to stay with you at home."

"Ms. Li is very busy these days, you should deal with business first."

"It's important to accompany you."

"Give me money to spend." She smiled slightly.

If other women said this, Li Tinghe would be classified as a gold digger. His Jing Xuan...

No matter what, he loves him very much. Not only did she not feel that she was tainted with the stink of money, but on the contrary, she felt that she was an angel who did not eat the fireworks of the world.

Li Tinghe gave her a deep French kiss, and when he got up in the morning, he responded again.

She froze and urged him to get out of bed quickly.

Li Tinghe stared at his wife's delicate and beautiful face and extremely slim figure, he could never get enough of his love.