She sighed lightly, but after all, she still didn’t move, and snuggled in his arms obediently.
Li Tingchen was very happy, and her arms were tightly wrapped around her.
The hot breath enveloped Su Qingyu from all sides, making her very uncomfortable.
They haven’t had such an intimate posture for a long time, even if they were former lovers, such a close distance made her a little at a loss.
“You relax a little, I’m almost out of breath.”Su Qingyu protested in a low voice.
Li Tingchen was half asleep and half awake. Instead of letting go, he hugged her tighter, and kept whispering: “Susu, I was wrong, I was really wrong, don’t leave me.””
Not to mention the present, even if this picture was put in the past, it would be shocking.
Li Tingchen is a high god, how could he be wrong?
Now he keeps chanting like a helpless child that he is wrong, don’t leave him or something.
Before Su Qingyu was about to say something, she felt the man’s fingers suddenly sticking into her thin clothes.
“What are you doing!”
Li Tingchen turned over and covered her. He was wearing a navy blue pajamas, and a few buttons were torn apart.
Revealing a large area of skin inside, the wound on the chest can be vaguely seen.
It turned out to be heavier than she thought.
The scar has healed, but it forms a winding centipede shape on his chest.
She swallowed the reproachful words and stretched out her hand to touch the wound.
If he didn’t jump into the sea that day, he would commit suicide.
You said he was a bad person, but when he jumped off the building, he could jump down without hesitation.
If he is kidnapped, he can exchange his life for his life.
You say he is okay, he has caused all his injuries so far.
Su Qingyu didn’t even know what words to use to describe the relationship between the two.
The slightly cool fingertips touched the wound, and the already hot body became even hotter because of her movements.
“Does it hurt?”
Li Tingchen was like a wronged child, but he was wronged and said, “It hurts, it hurts even more to think of you.”