The 99th Divorce

His wife is getting married?

What do you mean?

Li Sicheng turned his head towards Tang Mengying, but his eyes were blindfolded and he could not see anything.

Tang Mengying clearly realized that he was still indifferently affectionate, and he suddenly cooled down, his jaw lines became tighter, and an unspeakable charm broke out.

Seeing this, Tang Mengying's eyes dropped slightly, and the laughter became sharper. He said, "Oh, it's really Lang Cai's appearance. This surnamed Lu is quite handsome." Turning his phone, he walked around Li Sicheng's back Take away, "Would you like to see, this man doesn't lose more than you?"

The phone was handed to Li Sicheng.

In that picture, Su Qianci smiled, and beside her, half of Lu Yihan's face came into the mirror.

The scene is really ... romantic.

Li Sicheng's bound hand behind him clenched unconsciously, looking at the picture, the originally gentle and indifferent breath accelerated slightly.

Tang Mengying looked at his reaction. Although it was extremely small, she knew how he knew him.

Li Sicheng's response is enough to explain, he cares about this matter.

"It's so tender, you've been 'dead' for four years, the body is not cold, this woman already thought about remarrying, I thought, how much she loves you." Tang Mengying took off her shoes and sat on Li Sicheng's back Reaching the bed, reach out and slowly unzip the skirt on her body. "She used to look like she used to be. When you were beaten to death by my people, she cried really badly."

Tang Mengying looked sympathetic, and his upper body was bare in his speech.

Li Sicheng subconsciously looked at the mirror not far ahead, and the mirror reflected Tang Mengying's appearance.

But just one glance, immediately looked away.

Tang Mengying sneered: "This acting is really a pity not to develop the entertainment circle, you say it?"

Peeling off the last piece of the body, Tang Mengying slowly leaned over and rubbed his back gently.

Li Sicheng was colder in his surroundings, sullen his face, closed his eyes and sipped: "Go!"

Such a reaction was completely within Tang Mengying's expectations, and he didn't mind. He straightened up, walked slowly back to the closet by the bed, opened it, and laughed lightly: "She doesn't want you anymore, you still guard her like jade ?does it worth?"

Li Sicheng's lip line squeezed tightly, and there was no sound.

Tang Mengying found a nightgown to put on, opened a bottle of red wine, and slowly poured it into the decanter placed on the dining car.

After taking two high-cut crystal glasses, Tang Mengying poured the scarlet liquid into it, gently, shaking, and walked to Li Sicheng's side.

With bare feet, every step is slow and elegant.

A large sexy wave of curly hair was randomly tied up, and the forehead hung down, some messy, but beautiful and enchanting.

Naturally, this must first ignore her stiff white face.

Li Sicheng closed his eyes and clearly realized that she had come to her.

Tang Mengying slowly sat down in front of him, handed him one of the cups and chuckled: "Drink a cup?"

Li Sicheng didn't open his eyes and ignored him.

Tang Mengying's beautiful big eyes had been lonely. She put down the two cups, leaned forward on her knees, and leaned her head forward.

Li Sicheng clearly noticed her approach, turned her head slightly, and avoided back.

However, Tang Mengying was leaning forward quickly, slamming him and riding him under him.