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

She remembered that in her previous life, Bai Ruoyao took this position and plagiarized her design, winning an international design award.

For the sake of family affection, she did not reveal it.

In this life, let that bastard Bai Ruoyao pay for the fruit she stole!

Bai Jingxuan began to read and collect some information about Aishang, a clothing branch of the Li Group.

The popular clothing elements of Aishang Clothing are popular nowadays...

She asked the servant to go to the yard connected to the bedroom to prepare the drawing board and brushes. Sitting in front of the drawing board, I used a fine pen to draw on the paper a skirt with puff sleeves that I had just imagined...

Suppressing his original level, deliberately uglifying, and only dare to draw half.

Calculate the time correctly, Li Tinghe should be back soon at this time.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, she heard the steady sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground.

Li Tinghe came back from the outside, and after asking the servant, he went directly to the balcony connected to the bedroom to find her.

A few steps away, looking over, I saw a girl in a white dress sitting in front of the drawing board. She raised her thin arms, and the brush between her white fingers was slick on the paper, drawing the clothing lines on the paper. ...

She has black hair that reaches to her waist, and the profile of ordinary people is not good-looking, but her profile is breathtakingly beautiful.

Every movement of the hand and every movement of the foot is smooth and natural, all of which can be painted like a landscape.

Li Tinghe stood where he was, and couldn't help but be amazed.

He couldn't help but quietly approached behind her, lowered his body halfway, and hugged her delicate and boneless body into his arms.

"Li Tinghe..." Bai Jingxuan's body froze, and she gently opened her lips.

"How do you know it's me?" His tone was deliberately light, and there was a bit of tenderness in his cold male voice.

She turned around and raised her stunning little face to look at him, "You can tell by the severity and distance of your steps."

Li Tinghe's heart felt hot when he heard that, Changbi exerted a little force, and hugged her horizontally. He sat on the chair she was sitting on and let her sit on his lap, "Bai Jingxuan, you are getting better and better for me."

This was an impossible treatment in the past.

She smiled slightly, "You are my husband."

He gently rubbed her waist with his big palm, and said in a voice that charmed the mind, "Say it again."

"I'm tired of history." She said it again as she said.

He raised his eyebrows. He could tell, which dialect was she speaking? "speak Mandarin."

"It's over." She didn't always repeat happily.

A hint of impatience flashed in his deep eyes, "In front of me, only you dare to sing the opposite."

"Hahaha!" She laughed wildly, breaking the tranquil image, and said mischievously, "I'm afraid I will keep this patent until I die."

Li Tinghe saw her change from a quiet girl to a playful and active one, and a smile flowed from her icy eyes.

His eyes fell on the painting she drew. Although it was only half a picture, the level was extremely high. "Why do you think of drawing today?"

She held the pen in one hand and played with it between her fingers, allowing the pen to dance 360 ​​degrees between the back of her finger and between her fingers without falling off, "Hubby, I was thinking, it's not good for you to support me all the time. I Gotta get a job."

Tangtang, a hidden boss, can also pretend to be pitiful.

"What nonsense?" Li Tinghe looked at her in amazement as she played with the pen in a set, and his slender fingers stroked her long hair scattered behind her back, "I just want to support you for a lifetime."