Now after experiencing the wind and rain, their feelings have also made a qualitative leap and change, and they are more compatible even in bed.
In the past, Su Qingyu was too obedient and attached to him, and he was basically dominated by him in bed.
Now she is much more confident and cheerful, and she understands that she has to fight for what she wants, so she will also provide Li Tingchen with more emotional value and senses.
At dawn, Su Qingyu was still asleep. Li Tingchen looked at her slightly tired face, did not wake her up, and kissed her gently on the cheek.
After getting out of bed and washing, he went to the kitchen to make porridge, and put the sweet potatoes in the oven before leaving the villa.
Su Qingyu slept soundly this time, rubbed his bleary eyes, and touched the bed beside him that had become cold. It seemed that the person had been away for a long time.
The sun is very good today, a little dazzling, and the heavy snow that has covered City A for several days has also disappeared. The last few days have been good weather.
She slowly went downstairs in her nightgown, and a fragrant smell of roasted sweet potatoes appeared at the end of her nose.
In the kitchen, the man cooked her porridge, eggs, corn and roasted sweet potatoes.
In the past, when his grandmother was still alive, the two of them would often talk while peeling in front of the fireplace.
His grandmother is a very kind and nice old lady. She married without the slightest grievance.
If the old lady hadn’t left so early, she could wait until her child was born.
After Su Qingyu finished breakfast, she drove to the cemetery with the remaining roasted sweet potatoes in a paper bag. She bought a few bunches of flowers.
The tombstone that originally said Li Lanrui’s tomb was changed to Zhao Fang’s tomb, and Su Qingyu put down one of them.
This woman who was involved in muddy water.
When he arrived at the old lady’s grave, Su Qingyu put down the bouquet and roasted sweet potatoes, looked at the kind smile on the tombstone, and sat aside and chatted with the old lady.
“Grandma, I have a child. Although he has done a lot of things that I hate, he is the father of my child after all, and I……Never forgot him.”
She deliberately cut off contact for more than three years, just hoping to draw a line with Li Tingchen.
Only when she met again this time did she know that she had never really let go of Li Tingchen.
She said it took a long time to leave.
Holding the last bouquet of flowers, he went to Su Qiping’s tomb.
There is a bouquet of flowers in front of Su Qiping’s tomb. The flowers are slightly withered. They were placed here about a day ago. Don’t think about it. It’s Bai Yuanyuan.
This father, who she hadn’t had time to call, was also Su Qingyu’s lifelong intention.
The photo of Su Qiping on the tombstone is full of heroic beauty. It is a photo of his Su family that has not had an accident in the earlier years.