His wife is getting married
What's the meaning
Li Sicheng turned his head towards Tang Mengying, but his eyes were blindfolded and he could not see anything.
Tang Mengying clearly noticed that his originally calm affection suddenly turned cold, his jawline became more tense, and he burst out with an indescribable charm.
Seeing this, Tang Mengying lowered her eyes slightly and laughed even more sharply. She said, "Oh, they are a perfect match. This Lu guy is quite handsome." She flipped through her phone and walked around to the back of Li Sicheng to take off his blindfold. "Would you like to take a look? This guy is not inferior to you, right?"
The cell phone was handed to Li Sicheng.
In that photo, Su Qianci was smiling, and right next to her, half of Lu Yihan's face was in the photo.
The scene is really... romantic.
Li Sicheng's bound hands clenched unconsciously as he looked at the photo. His originally calm breathing also quickened slightly.
Tang Mengying looked at his reaction, even though it was extremely small, she knew him very well.
Li Sicheng's reaction was enough to show how much he cared about this matter.
"How heartless! You've only been dead for four years, and this woman is already thinking about remarrying. I thought she loved you so much." Tang Mengying took off her shoes and sat on the bed with her back to Li Sicheng. She reached out and slowly unzipped her skirt. "She used to pretend so well. When you were beaten half to death by my people, she cried so miserably."
Tang Mengying had a sympathetic look on her face, and while she was talking, her upper body was already naked.
Li Sicheng subconsciously looked at the mirror not far in front of him. The mirror reflected Tang Mengying's appearance completely.
But it was just a glance, and he immediately looked away.
Tang Mengying sneered: "With this kind of acting skills, it's a pity not to develop in the entertainment industry, don't you think?"
After taking off the last piece of clothing, Tang Mengying slowly leaned over and gently rubbed his back.
The aura around Li Sicheng became even colder. With a stern face and eyes closed, he shouted, "Get lost!"
This reaction was completely within Tang Mengying's expectations. She didn't mind it. She stood up, slowly walked back to the closet beside the bed, opened it, and chuckled, "She doesn't want you anymore, and you're still keeping your virginity for her? Is it worth it?"
Li Sicheng pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.
Tang Mengying found a nightgown and put it on, opened a bottle of red wine, and slowly poured it into the decanter on the dining cart.
Taking two tall crystal glasses, Tang Mengying poured the scarlet liquid into them, shook them gently, and walked to Li Sicheng's side.
Barefoot, every step was slow and graceful.
A head of sexy big wavy hair was casually tied up, with some strands hanging down in front of the forehead, a little messy, but beautiful, enchanting and alluring.
Of course, we have to ignore her stiff and pale face.
Li Sicheng closed his eyes and clearly felt her walking in front of him.
Tang Mengying slowly sat down in front of him, handed him one of the cups, and chuckled, "Have a drink?"
Li Sicheng didn't open his eyes and ignored him.
There was a hint of loneliness in Tang Mengying's beautiful big eyes. She put down the two cups, half-knelt and leaned forward with her head tilted forward.
Li Sicheng clearly sensed her approach, and turned his head slightly to avoid her.
However, Tang Mengying quickly leaned forward, pounced on him, and straddled him.
(End of this chapter)