Since they got sick, they have not acted intimately.
"No!" Sikong Lingge held his hand toughly, and he couldn't figure it out. He was thrusting with a big belly, and his hands and feet were swollen. Why was Shangguan Rui still interested?
"Ling Ge..." Shangguan Rui put it on her neck and rubbed it gently, "I haven't done it for a long time..."
"That's not OK." Sikong Lingge glared at him, but he didn't forget that they were outside now.
"You really have the heart to make me feel uncomfortable?"
"Shangguan Rui! Be serious!" Sikong Lingge pulled his hand away.
"Come once? Just once..." Shangguan Rui buried himself in her neck and murmured.
"It won't work half time! It's windy, go back to the house quickly." Sikong Lingge slapped his mao hairy hand hard.
"But I really...you know what I want every day. I miss you so much. I lie in the sterile ward, miss your fragrance, listen to the song..."
"Super, official, Rui!" Sikong Lingge's face turned red.
This man is really enough!
In public, he said something messy!
Fortunately, the servant stood far.
Otherwise, Sikong Lingge really wanted to dig a hole and bury himself.
"I really don't want it?" Shangguan Rui looked at her longingly.
"Shangguan Rui, I don't want to be angry!" Sikong Lingge turned his face down.
Seeing that she was really angry, Shangguan Rui had to slowly withdraw the clutches that had already penetrated under her clothes.
"I'm tired, let's go back to bed and lie down." Shangguan Rui said.
"Let me get up first." Sikong Lingge glared at him, knowing very well what Shangguan Rui was thinking.
She knew this man so well, especially his lustful side!
Shangguan Rui must have wanted to treat her while she was lying on the bed.
However, even though he knew this, Sikong Lingge still had to compromise and accompany him to go back to the room due to Shangguan Rui's health.
Sikong Lingge was wrong. Shangguan Rui was so anxious to go back to the room, but he really wanted to have bad intentions towards her.
It’s a pity that his “treacherous plan” failed.
Because, as soon as they returned to their room, the phone rang.
At this time, who will call?
Sikong Lingge was stunned for a moment and helped Shangguan Rui to the bed before he picked him up.
"Listen to the song." As soon as the phone was connected, Song Haiyue's voice came out.
"Mommy? What happened?" When Sikong Lingge heard that it was Song Haiyue's voice, he immediately became nervous.
Song Haiyue rarely calls, and when he calls, he basically has something to do at home.
"Don't be nervous, it's not a big deal." Song Haiyue comforted her daughter, "Your dad celebrated his birthday for two days. I was afraid that you would work hard to go back and forth, and Rui's health had not fully recovered... I refused to call, so I had to call
Ask me, will you come, so that he will not want you to come, but he will not say that he will be manic at home at all times."
"Of course we will go back on Daddy's birthday." Sikong Lingge said, "Mommy, please tell Daddy that we will go back a day in advance."
"Okay, you're back, then I'll be relieved." Song Haiyue sighed long, but still told her daughter, "If you feel uncomfortable, don't force it."