The 99th Divorce

Li Sicheng was taken aback. The first reaction was to run over and pick her up with her big hand, and found her body hot.

Su Qianci covered her face and was so embarrassed that she didn't even dare to raise her head. It was too embarrassing!

Actually lying down and lying on the ground, Su Qianci felt that he was embarrassed with advanced cancer, and he could never be saved ...

But when he touched the light-** clean chest on his chest, he felt a cold touch surrounding her, and couldn't help but the whole person had to shrink up, shrinking into his arms a little greedily. Shrunk.

She moved completely subconsciously, and when she reflected what she had done, she had completely nestled into his arms.

Subconsciously, she wanted to leave, but Li Sicheng's hand grabbed her, and the slightly rough hand involuntarily touched her forehead.

hot!

It's amazingly hot!

Li Sicheng's brow furrowed deeply, and said with a little blame: "Fever opened the window!" Then, she picked her up and put it on the bed.

Su Qianci just felt more dizzy. He pulled on his nightgown, pulling the nightgown he hadn't fastened on, and pulled down a corner.

Suddenly glimpsed a long wound at the junction of his arm and back.

The wound has scabed off, but it has not completely shed, and part of the pink skin is exposed, especially under the wheat-colored overall skin.

"Are you hurt?" Su Qianci exclaimed, reaching out, and was about to touch.

Li Sicheng grabbed her hand and pulled the nightgown up with the other hand.

Su Qianci's gaze shifted down involuntarily.

The nightgown was pulled up by him, but the chest was loose and loose, the chest was smooth and thick, the lines were clear, the outline was clear ...

Su Qianci felt dry and hotter.

Blushing away from the beginning, reaching for a fan, said: "It's hot ..."

"Hot?" Li Sicheng's brow furrowed deeper. "It's all burnt like this, is it still hot?"

Su Qianci didn't speak, only darkened his eyes, and subconsciously clamped his legs, a pair of white and full thighs rubbed against each other under the skirt, moving his eyes, looking at him involuntarily.

desire!

Li Sicheng saw these undisguised words from her eyes.

What the hell!

Li Sicheng leaned on her side, avoiding her gaze, but Su Qianci's eyes quickly glued up, looking at herself with a little pity.

The cold and deep eyes swept down on Su Qianci's face.

His cheeks are red and drunk, and in a pair of wet black eyes, the blur is full of longing.

This……

Li Sicheng suddenly realized the time.

He thought that she had a fever, but now it seems that it is clear that there is one missing tongue.

But how could ...

A white light flashed in his mind, Li Sicheng paused time to realize: that bowl of bird's nest, there is a problem!

However, Liusao said that it was sent by grandpa, isn't it...

Li Sicheng is full of black lines, secretly slandering: for the old is not respected!

Seeing that he didn't move, Su Qianci got up impatiently and stretched out his hand, grabbing the corner of his nightgown, but as if realizing he shouldn't do this, the small hand immediately let go.

Drilling into the quilt and covering his head, the whole person shrank.

After learning that she was not "fever", Li Sicheng was not in a hurry.

Slowly turned off the light, opened his robe, and lay beside him, motionless.

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