Chapter 349
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Su Qianci paused and rebutted, "I was not wearing pants anyways . "
Li Sicheng nodded understandingly . "That's true . You wore a nightgown for my convenience…"
She was mortified . Looking away bashfully, she wrapped the comforter around her body, trying to pick up her nightgown from the floor . He pulled her back, leaned over, and whispered into her ear, "Have you really forgotten what happened last night?"
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Of course she remembered . Every single detail . However, she would never admit to that . She blushed and tried to wiggle free . "Let go of me . "
He leaned closer over her, clasping her in his arms and whispered, "No, I won't . " He then put his hand on her breast and gave it a squeeze .
She struggled and bristled, "Are you done yet?"
"If I say no, could I continue?" He had the audacity to lean closer for a kiss .
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She turned her head away and his kiss fell behind her ear . He then sucked on her earlobe . She shuddered, ready to surrender .
Li Sicheng moved his wet lips around and trapped her between his legs . He purred into her ear, "Look, you want me so bad . "
"Go away…" Su Qianci said . "Mr . Li, I have never discovered that your skin is so thick . "
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"Mrs . Li, your discovery is not too late . "
Mr . Li, Mrs . Li…
As they flirted, how they addressed each other had become sensual instead of distant . When he called her Mrs . Li, her heart raced even more than when she heard sweetheart . However, this man didn't belong to her .
Feeling sour, Su Qianci looked away and said in a husky voice, "Are you also so shameless in Tang Mengying's bed?
"Tang Mengying's… Bed?" Li Sicheng was dazed by those words . Why did the phrase sound so weird? Her eyes became wet . She elbowed him and tried to move out of the bed . He secured her in place and moved close to her, asking, "You think I have slept with Tang Mengying?"
She felt she had heard a joke and turned around . He clearly saw the endless mockery and contempt in her dark eyes . Narrowing his eyes dangerously, Li Sicheng looked displeased . He tightened his grip around her body, laid her on her back, looked down at her, and asked, "What is that supposed mean?"
"You know very well what I mean, don't you, Mr . Li?" Su Qianci's heart thumped as she saw his chest marked with scratches and hickies left by her . But that would be their only night . Looking away, she did not want to see his face . Her voice caught in her throat, she struggled again and said in a deliberately indifferent tone, "Get up . "
"Explain . You still think Tang Mengying's baby is mine?"
"I don't need to think . " Su Qianci gazed at him with a half smile . "It actually is, isn't it?"