Wei Li suddenly chuckled and placed a kiss on the woman's forehead.
"The bride I want, the iron-blooded mistress, has always been you."
Ye Zhiding paused and looked at Wei Li in disbelief: She had never thought that Wei Li would have such thoughts towards her.
So this news is completely fake codenamed 20?
"Then you won't get married tomorrow?"
Wei Li chuckled, "Tomorrow, we will get married."
The desire in his eyes became more and more overbearing, "Komachi, stay with me tonight."
This is his leader, not Han Yi, but Ye Zhiding has never been afraid before.
"Chief, I'm pregnant now and can't do this."
She turned her head away and avoided Wei Li's kiss. She could not do such a thing with the leader.
"Komachi, don't you want to give it to me? My child, I can take it off for you right now."
Wei Li's aura became more and more confused. Why did he think he was gay before?
Ye Zhiding felt like crying, but he knew he had the ability.
It's just, "Chief, I'm not ready yet."
"Then were you ready when you went to bed with Han Yi?"
Wei Li suddenly held the woman's head firmly, otherwise her eyes would wander.
The hatred in his eyes made Ye Zhiding startled again.
It turned out that I had been too careless all along.
"Komachi, you have been guarding me for thirteen years. From the moment you were brought into the organization by me, you were destined to be my woman."
The image of seven years old has long been blurred in the brain, and Ye Zhiding's body has become stiff.
She didn't know how old Wei Li was, but his appearance hadn't changed since then.
"Chief..." she whispered.
If it weren't for Wei Li, I'm afraid she would have died in the fire long ago.
The raging fire and the stern sound made Ye Zhiding return to the scene of the fire in an instant.
"Don't call me leader, call me Li."
…
Still unable to accept Wei Li's physical touch, Ye Zhiding resisted, even though she didn't know why.
Looking at Wei Li's handsome face, I always think of Han Yi.
After another dodge, Wei Li finally couldn't bear it anymore and bit Ye Zhiding's lips hard.
"Are you so unwilling to see me? In your heart, I am not as good as that man Han Yi?"
His voice was low and hoarse, and anger was already brewing in his eyes.
Ye Zhiding looked at him deeply and said, "I'm sorry."
"Oh, I'm sorry, Komachi, you are mine, Han Yi will pay the price for what he has done."
The clothes were suddenly torn apart, and Ye Zhiding felt a chill at the hem of his body, exposing his fair skin.
There was panic in her eyes, and Wei Li had already turned over and lifted her legs.
"No, leader, don't." Ye Zhiding shook his head fiercely, but his body was imprisoned by Wei Li, unable to struggle.
At this time, the cell phone ringtone rang quietly.
Wei Li stopped moving and got off the bed.
"Chief, Han Yi has investigated your location. Do you want to move?"
A melodious and magnetic mezzo-soprano slowly came out.
When Wei Li heard this, he glanced at Ye Zhiding and said, "No, tomorrow's wedding will be as usual."
"Komachi, was it you who told Han Yi our location?"
Wei Li narrowed his eyes dangerously, leaned down and rubbed Ye Zhiding's neck.
"I think I will give him an unforgettable surprise tomorrow."
…
"Master, I received an invitation, please take a look."
The old housekeeper handed the last letter of the day to Bai Yan.