Chapter 2027

Li's father and Li's mother could only leave unhappily.

Li Suizhou walked at the end and looked at Su Nan before saying anything:

"Sorry, Miss Su."

Su Nan raised his eyebrows: "I can understand Young Master Li's apology, but it's not something that can be forgiven.

Anyway, it's a good thing to come back safely, take good care of it. "

They will not deal with Li Suizhou again, but there is no need to have any friendship with them.

Li Suizhou understood what she meant and nodded.

After taking two steps, he stopped, turned his head, and his voice was somewhat vicissitudes and dryness:

"Meng Xue, are you okay?"

Su Nan frowned and looked at him:

"She married Cheng Yi, and the two went on their honeymoon, of course it was fine."

Li Suizhou's face turned pale, his eyes trembled slightly, then his face was taut, his eyes lowered, and he turned to leave.

He has been in dire straits abroad.

In order not to be affected by him, the people of the Li family didn't say a word about Meng Xue.

He could faintly feel that something had happened while he was away from the country.

Those two people, the two people he thought were the most unlikely, actually got married?

Su Nan watched them leave and turned back.

Shang Qian changed his clothes and came down, looking at the empty living room, not surprised.

Su Nan stood there with his arms crossed and looked at him:

"Don't be too obvious in your attitude. Even if you're not welcome, you have to say a couple of occasional remarks, right?"

Shang Qian smiled and spread his hands:

"Sorry, I didn't drive them out. I'm already very polite. Don't you think that Dad didn't come back?"

Su Nan snorted, and even learned to use Su Yifeng as a shield?

She rolled his eyes at him, walked to the sofa and sat down.

Shang Qian paused, walked over, put his arms around her waist, and squeezed lightly:

"Angry?"

Su Nan glanced sideways, sat up straight, and looked at the magazine in his hand without changing his face:

"No."

Shang Qian took the magazine away, held her face and lowered his head to kiss her. The warm breath quickly wrapped her up and put her in.

She put her arms around his neck, opened her eyes gently, and saw the man's demeanor in a romantic relationship, so warm and clear, her heart was inevitably throbbing.

The two go deeper.

Shang Qian raised his eyebrows and smiled, hugged her waist tightly, breathing unevenly, and whispered in her ear:

"Upstairs?"

Su Nan paused, regained consciousness, and quickly pushed him away.

How could she find his way accidentally?

Fortunately, no one was here. She sorted out her clothes and paused:

"No, I made an appointment to have afternoon tea in the afternoon, together?"

Shang Qian shook his head knowingly:

"I won't go in your time. I'll accompany you in the afternoon and talk about the children learning to swim. The coach will come back in the afternoon."

Su Nan raised her eyebrows, why didn't she know there was this amateur training?

"Coach? Professional?"

Shang Qian responded, stretched out his hand to straighten her hair that was disturbed just now, and smiled:

"Having won the world-class swimming championship is still a professional."

Su Nan froze and looked at him in shock.

Can this be called "really professional?"

Shang Qian's brain circuit is similar to Su Yifeng's. He always feels that his children can develop in an all-round way, so he didn't give up a hobby.

If you can develop, you can develop, if you can't develop, you can understand.

She shook her head, forget it, she didn't want to stay.

"That's hard work for you, I'll go up and change clothes."

Shang Qian let go of his hand reluctantly and watched her go upstairs.

When Su Nan came down, he changed into a beige casual cardigan and wore a black suspender skirt. He had long hair that was gentle and quiet, and his figure was graceful and soft.

Shang Qian was drinking tea and looked at her with dark eyes.

Before he could say anything, Su Nan walked over and sat in his arms.

Shang Qian tightened his arms, his jaw tightened, and his eyes darkened.

It can be seen that it was hard work.

Su Nan originally wanted to reward him for his hard work with the child, but the red lips handed over to him, and he immediately missed the past.

A strong arm could wrap around her slender waist with one hand, and with a twist, she pressed her down with a slight force.

Su Nan didn't expect him to work so hard. After struggling a few times, he didn't move.

After finally retreating a distance, he gently kissed her ear and patiently coaxed her:

"Stop having afternoon tea, eh?"

The deep, hoarse voice almost made her raise her hand in surrender.

She paused, her hair scattered behind her, messed up by him.

She moved her red lips, her face was crimson, and her breath was unsteady.

"No, we've made an appointment. I have to go up and change clothes."

Her skirt was wrinkled by him, and she couldn't go out to meet people.

Shang Qian sighed in disappointment, and stepped back with a little restraint:

"Alright then, come back soon."

Su Nan glanced at him, his lustrous eyes seemed to be filled with water, his throat moved, and he almost couldn't hold it.

He reached out and pulled her skirt up, and patted her lightly:

"Can you go?"

There was a smile in the dark eyes.

Su Nan's bright face flushed slightly:

"Of course."

Her voice softened, with a lingering tone that she didn't realize.

Shang Qian smiled and followed her upstairs.

Talking about the children taking a bath and sleeping in the company of servants, they quickly forgot everything.

Those servants won't come out and turn around, they will only talk about the scope of the children's appearance.

So Su Nan casually took off his cardigan and threw it aside.

Shang Qian followed, took a deep breath, his Adam's apple moved obviously.

His eyes darkened a bit.

She went to the cloakroom and didn't close the door.

Shang Qian followed and watched her pull down the slender shoulder straps on her shoulders.

Then the beautiful butterfly bones on the back were exposed.

When she continued the next step, she suddenly felt a pair of big hands wrapped around her slender waist, slowly hugging her from behind, and the kiss came, Su Nan trembled slightly without any warning.

"Shang Qian..."

Her tone was soft and somewhat coquettish.

Shang Qian looked at her with deep eyes, and loosened his neckline, with a faint temptation:

"I'll help you take off..."

The next step is not as simple as undressing.

A piece of clothing has not been taken off for twenty minutes, and the two of them sweated profusely in the cloakroom and exercised until he was satisfied.

Su Nan's refusal had no effect on him at all. Once it started, she couldn't help but stop it.

If it wasn't for Su Nan's phone ringing and ringing outside, he really didn't want to let go.

It is estimated that Ning Zhi was in a hurry and was particularly worried.

Shang Qian is not as embarrassed as she is, and he is still well-dressed.

Not even the shirt was messed up.

He hugged her weak and weak, feeling guilty.

In the end, he picked up a shawl and wrapped her in a very thoughtful way, and asked her carefully:

"Which dress did you change just now? May I get it for you?"

Su Nan glared at him, showing charm and anger, as if a bone had been pulled from his body, and leaned on his shoulder weakly:

"A hypocritical man, I really can't believe a word."