The 99th Divorce

Su Qianci realized that she immediately bit her lower lip and shut her mouth.

But the waves of numbness that came from beneath her attacked her.

Lu Yihan heard that something was wrong, and asked, "What's the matter, Qian Qian? Has something happened again?"

Su Qianci wanted to speak, but Li Sicheng's actions grew bigger and bigger.

Biting his lower lip tightly, Su Qianci arched his back, his hands clasped his back, his nails deeply embedded in his flesh and blood.

"Thousands of thousands?" Lu Yihan panicked and sat up from the bed. "Don't scare me, hello?"

Li Sicheng buried his head and worked hard, and whispered to her ear: "Tell him what you are doing."

Su Qianci gritted his teeth, his body slowly ups and downs.

The kingsize bed shook gently with their movements, and the man lowered his gasp unrepressedly, clearly reaching the phone.

Lu Yihan felt mad, and had an unforeseen hunch in his heart, shouting: "Qianqian, where are you? I'm going to find you, speak quickly!"

Listening to the sound, Su Qianci knew that he was really anxious.

Biting her lower lip, she wanted to speak, but the man on the body kept accelerating, and the movement was so wide that she almost had no time for breathing.

"Thousands of thousands?" Lu Yihan had already pulled out the needle in his hand, and even had no time to wear the shoes, he turned over and got out of bed, and hurried out.

A young nurse saw it and quickly stopped it: "Sir, you can't run around, the wound is still not good!"

When Su Qianci heard that, she knew what was going on there. She opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but as soon as she released her lower lip, when she reached her mouth, she turned into a shallow chant, and clearly transmitted it to the microphone.

Lu Yi was silent, Su Qianci gasped and said intermittently: "I'm fine ..."

Lu Yihan didn't speak anymore, Li Sicheng hooked his lips with satisfaction, reached out to hang up the phone and shut it down, and threw it on the bedside table, moving even harder.

Finally, when no one else was disturbing, Li Sicheng lifted her back and sat her on her back with a hot and humid kiss free from her neck. She said dumbly, "Scream, I want to hear."

This posture went too deep, Su Qianci's tears were coming out, and he cried out loudly: "It hurts! You go out, it hurts!"

Li Sicheng supported her in a low voice, with a somewhat dangerous warning, "scream, just call it out."

Su Qianci finally couldn't bear it, and a voice made her shame.

Li Sicheng became more estranged, turning over to press her down, raising her legs high and pushing hard.

Seeing her emotions, Li Sicheng subconsciously thought of Lu Yihan.

The phone call he just received was a MMS message with a huge amount of information when he was in New York.

The short film edited by Tang Mengying, of course, meant to frame Su Qianci, but if she had not been so close to Lu Yihan, how could Tang Mengying collect so many 'crimes'?

It hurts!

However, it has inspired men's beast sex more and more.

Su Qianci screamed and held him tight. His mind was blank, but his voice rang deep in his ears. "If Lu Yihan treats you like this, would you call it that way?"

The voice was low, with envious jealousy.

Su Qianci's eyes widened, but before he looked at his expression, he closed his lips, and the flames of war continued to burn without stopping ...