Su Qingyu grabbed his ill-intentioned hand, “Our relationship doesn’t seem to be good enough for me to explain everything to you.”
After so many years of separation, she had already had her own world.
Li Tingchen squatted beside her bed, full of humility: “For Susu, what is our relationship?”
Su Qingyu bent over and stroked his chin with his fingers. He hadn’t had a razor in the past few days, and a circle of short and hard stubble had grown.
“If you have to position our relationship, at most it’s just a lover. I don’t want others to touch it. I just want your body. Can you understand that?”
Su Qingyu stared at Li Tingchen, thinking he would be angry, she was ready for him to be angry.
Unexpectedly, Li Tingchen sighed, “I see, after all, Su Su just wants to be a scumbag who can’t walk her kidney.”
In the past, she was used to being bound, and she no longer wanted to use means to limit herself to any relationship.
The lover does not need to be responsible for what he says, nor does he need to explain anything to him. The key is that she has room to retreat at any time.
Not to mention the trouble to talk to him about the past and the future.
It turns out that as long as you are not responsible, any relationship can be so harmonious.
It was really a whirlwind. Li Tingchen still remembered that Bai Yuanyuan had to force him to marry him at that time, but Li Tingchen couldn’t let Su Qingyu go, and he also proposed to let Su Qingyu stay by his side as a lover.
Unexpectedly, a few years later, he rushed to beg her to give him a name.
Even if the other party gives the name of a lover, he has to be grateful.
Only by getting closer to Su Qingyu can he come back to her heart one day.
Su Qingyu rubbed his fingers on his chin, with a rebellious expression on his face: “Then this position, do you want it or not?”
Their relationship itself is no longer equal.
Li Tingchen knelt down on one knee and kissed the back of her hand with one hand.
“Baby, from now on, I am yours, and my life is yours. You can do whatever you want, but you can’t help but want me.”
Su Qingyu played with his hand-tied beard, “But Li Tingchen, I can’t give you a name, nor will I report my life, let alone tell you who I met today and who I called tomorrow. We don’t interfere with each other in our lives. Would you like it too?”
How could Li Tingchen, who had a very strong desire for exclusivity, agree to such a condition?
“Susu, I will not interfere in your life, but I also have one condition.”
“You said.”
“You are not allowed to have an affair with other men. You can contact me if you need it.”