The 99th Divorce

Su Qianci heard Li Sicheng's words, and slightly forgave her face.

In front of him, Li Sicheng's eyes were deep and dark, like a dense galaxy of stars, so thrillingly beautiful, one glance was enough to make people linger.

Staring at him with his eyes, Su Qianci stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips lightly, learning how he usually kissed himself, gentle, gently ...

Li Sicheng didn't move, Su Qianci felt a little discouraged, but then, Li Sicheng's ridiculous eyes were noticed.

Some annoyance put his toes down, but his waist was tight. Li Sicheng's eyes were full of smiles, shining, and his voice was low and soft: "Continue."

Su Qianci didn't want it anymore, he begged his mouth and turned to the beginning.

"It's my birthday today, Mrs. Li." Li Sicheng smiled at the bottom of his eyes and gently kissed her on the side of her face. "Continue."

Su Qianci blushed and whispered, "Go back to the room."

Li Si's smile spread on her cheeks widened, hugged her horizontally, and walked towards the direction of returning home.

"Let me go down first, it is not good to be seen by the children."

"It's nothing bad. Dad hugs mom. Isn't this abnormal?" Li Si whispered to her ear and whispered, "The children all know that dad wants to hug mom, and their thoughts are still pure."

The implication is that Su Qianci's thoughts are not pure?

Su Qianci's face was even redder, and he glared at him, and his posture was coming down.

But Li Sicheng hugged it more steadily, whispering: "Don't move, I can't help it."

Su Qianci was speechless and nodded blushing, scolding: "Rogue!"

Li Sicheng's voice was low and soft, with an unspeakable magnetism, holding her, walking faster, and whispering: "I have always been like this, you also like it, don't you?"

At this time, it was just past nine o'clock in the evening. The children and grandfather had been sent to bed by her, leaving only Qin Shuhua and Li Yao in the living room.

The old couple was watching TV and saw Li Sicheng holding Su Qianci in. Qin Shuhua's eyes were immediately ambiguous. He looked at Li Yao and smiled at each other.

Su Qianci's face was red with blood dripping. He covered his face, buried his head in Li Sicheng's chest, and patted him gently, urging: "Hurry up!"

Li Sicheng's lip angle gently lifted a corner, the footsteps were still moving at that frequency, and walked in the direction of the room.

Su Qianci reached out and opened the door of the room. After Li Cheng walked in, he closed the door.

But before he could lock in, he was hugged and walked toward it.

As soon as he entered the door, Li Sicheng saw the bed full of red roses.

Li Sicheng smiled lightly and put her down gently, whispering: "I didn't expect you to be quite romantic."

Su Qianci looked at him with blushing, holding his neck with both hands and letting go: "In the Maldives, when we just went, were those roses you spread?"

That was five years ago, when Grandpa forced her to go to Maldives with Li Sicheng for a vacation. When they first checked in, Su Qianci saw a bed full of roses.

Densely packed, very beautiful and fresh.

For such flowers, the price is already very expensive, and the hotel should not be able to spend a large price on that kind of thing.

This thing, Su Qianci only reacted to these few days.

Li Sicheng heard the words, smiled lowly, did not answer, lifted her up, then bowed her head to cover her bright red lips, driving straight into it, from shallow to deep ...