The 99th Divorce

After retching for a few times, Su Qianci spit out a little stomach acid and nothing else.

From noon yesterday to now, just had a glass of water.

Su Qianci was so dizzy that he didn't lie down again long before he fell asleep again.

Waking up again, it was already over eight o'clock in the evening.

Su Qianci felt that his hand was being held, and moved a bit, directly waking the man who accidentally fell asleep.

Li Sicheng approached with a big hand, touched her forehead, then touched herself again, frowning.

Su Qianci looked at him, shaking his head a little.

At the moment, Li Sicheng, with a clean and tough face, had two more dark circles, and even a lighter cyan layer on his chin, his hair was messy, and his clothes had been changed, but the whole person still looked a bit decadent.

A piece of gauze was wrapped around his head, a little above the left eyebrow.

However, once he came back to God, Su Qianci's mouth collapsed, and the aggrieved tears fell immediately.

Li Sicheng was frightened and asked softly, "Is it uncomfortable? Where is it uncomfortable?"

Su Qianci wailed and cried, grabbing his hand: "It hurts, the whole body hurts ..."

Li Sicheng's brow twisted into a unity, and when she reached out, she would wipe her tears.

But Su Qianci shrank back suddenly, shouting: "Don't touch me!"

The HIV virus will spread through liquids.

Su Qianci still knows this common sense.

But after avoiding his hand, the heart was more wronged, the tears were more violent, biting his lower lip, sobbing fiercely.

Li Sicheng's hand paused and looked at her, "What's wrong?"

Deep and deep eyes, with worry.

Su Qianci finally couldn't hold back, howling and crying, holding his hand, "Mr. Li, I ..."

I was fucked by a strong woman, I got AIDS, and I might be dying.

I might ... I can't be with you anymore, I can't anymore in the future ...

But when it came to his mouth, Su Qianci couldn't say anything.

Holding his hand, Su Qianci cried like a child abandoned by his parents, desperate and sad.

Li Sicheng lifted her up, embraced her, and patted her on the back.

Su Qianci wiped her tears clean with her sleeves, and did not let the tears fall on him, so she leaned over gently.

Reaching up to grab his neckline and smelling his taste greedily, Su Qianci's heart was more sour and painful.

"It's okay. The old woman has been condemned and detained for intentional homicide. I will let Sheng Ximing help me in litigation, and I will definitely get a heavy sentence."

Sheng Ximing is the No. 1 mouth of Kangcheng. With his presence, Mrs. Tang has three heads and six arms and will be sentenced to at least a dozen or twenty years.

"How did you find me?" Su Qianci asked with a cry.

"I found it." Li Sicheng touched her head, and her deep, mellow voice was gentle and gentle. "Come on, Grandpa just brought you porridge. He's still preparing to guard you. gone."

Su Qianci smiled lowly and reached out to pat him. "It's dead. If Grandpa knew you said that, he would definitely beat you."

Li Sicheng held her hand and hugged her arm tighter and tighter.

"Mrs. Li."

"Ok."

"I almost thought I would never see you again." Li Sicheng's voice was a little trembling, and the hand holding her tightened and tightened, "Fortunately, you are fine, fortunately ..."

Su Qianci almost tears rolled down again, gently pushed him away, forced a smile, coquettishly said: "I am hungry."