Li Sicheng picked her up and pressed her on the washstand. He unzipped her back with his big hands, unbuckled her belt, and moved down step by step.
Su Qianci panted, grabbed his big hand that was making trouble and almost invading the key point, and said in a broken voice: "No... No..."
Li Sicheng pulled her hand away, held it with his backhand, interlocked his fingers, and sighed softly. His voice was hoarse and cold, with low panting, like the low panting of a beast at night, but it made her subconsciously clamp her legs together and aroused. He said: "I can't wait any longer. I miss you so much, I miss you so much, I miss..."
Me too, I really want to...
However, before Su Qianci could say anything, she clearly felt Li Sicheng's big hand moving upwards. The slightly rough hand caused ripples and tremors, and she couldn't help but let out a shameful low moan from her throat.
However, reason still overcame impulse, Su Qianci raised her foot, kicked him away, and said, "No... There are more important things to do."
Li Sicheng made a bitter face, grabbed her hand and touched the bulge that had already swelled and boiled, looking at her aggrievedly: "Wife, it hurts."
Su Qianci saw him like this and suddenly laughed softly, "You really look like your son."
Li Sicheng's expression calmed down, and he looked at her fiercely, gritting his teeth and saying, "My son looks like me!"
"Okay, stop making trouble," Su Qianci pushed him away and said with a warning, "Go home after dinner. The children haven't seen you yet."
"Can you really bear it?" Li Sicheng looked at her, his deep eyes were full of bright and brilliant colors, but his eyes were slightly curved, with unspeakable resentment and grievance. He stretched out his hands and hugged her in his arms, his body close to hers without any gap. Li Sicheng gently rubbed her and asked again: "Can you really bear it?"
It has been so long since I last saw him, and to Su Qianci, this kind of touch felt a little strange, a little frightening, and also a little indescribable joyful.
But more of it is shyness.
Su Qianci has always been shy. She blushed and turned away. Su Qianci pried his hands apart and said, "You said it yourself that you will not let me find you in the future. When you come back, I will punish you in any way I want!"
When Li Sicheng was reminded by her, he suddenly remembered what he had said at the beginning.
Closing her eyes in distress, Li Sicheng held her tightly and didn't want to let her go. He coaxed her in a low voice: "How about changing the punishment to another time?"
"What do you think?" Su Qianci glared at him, pushed him away, and said, "I'm starving!"
This is the ultimate weapon against Li Sicheng.
Li Sicheng really relaxed, stretched out his hands to tidy up her clothes, and sighed helplessly: "Okay, let's eat!"
After tidying up her skirt, Su Qianci walked out the door first. The waiter had almost served the food.
Seeing Su Qianci's red and swollen lips, he looked at her nose with his eyes and her heart with his nose, then he served the dishes and walked away silently.
After a few minutes, Li Sicheng came out.
He looked calm and sat next to Su Qianci naturally.
The dishes Su Qianci ordered were simple: teriyaki spare ribs, fish-flavored eggplant, three-cup goose, stir-fried macaroni, and two bowls of green olive soup.
When Li Sicheng saw the dish, he reluctantly accepted it.
Fortunately, they were all Su Qianci’s favorites.
When she thought about the fact that she originally wanted to have dinner with Lu Yihan, she felt indescribably disgusted.
Su Qianci didn't notice his weirdness, she put the rice in front of him and picked up a piece of pork ribs for him, "Eat more, you are too thin now, and your figure is not as good as before, it's uncomfortable to touch."
Li Sicheng suddenly felt like a sword was stabbed into his heart...
(End of this chapter)