The Mysterious Mad Wife Burns the Heavens

Su Jin felt his threat, but she refused to budge an inch, as if there was a feeling of deliberate provocation, she said: "I'm just telling the truth, feelings are like a cup of strong tea, strong at first, but everyone knows that tea There are also times when it is sparse and tasteless."

Sheng Liting pinched her chin, caressing her skin carefully, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a sly smile, "It seems that I'm still not working hard enough."

The next moment, he kissed her lips forcefully and domineeringly.

Su Jin's breathing was blocked, and she seemed to have forgotten how to breathe at this moment. When she realized it, her face was already flushed from holding her breath.

Sheng Liting held her face in both hands, and pressed his forehead against her forehead, as if he had done some strenuous exercise just now, he gasped a little depressed, "Do you still think my cup of tea is not strong enough?"

Su Jin felt his hot breath spraying on her face, and nodded deliberately, "The older generation often said that some things should not be said indiscriminately, otherwise it is really easy to make a prophecy. Now it seems that it is indeed the case."

The moment she finished speaking, Sheng Liting attacked violently again, and the two lingered all the way from the desk to the bedside.

Su Jin was forced to lie on the bed. She looked at the man who was staring at her covetously, and deliberately fanned the flames: "What is the fourth master trying to do?"

Sheng Liting unbuttoned his neckline, stared at the pretty and delicious prey on the bed without blinking, and said: "Since Xiao Jin thinks that the taste of my cup of tea has faded, I don't mind making another pot."

Su Jin hooked his neck with one hand, and the other hand casually slid down from between his brows until it caught his shirt. Her eyes were full of intentions, without any reservation, "That little girl How does fourth master plan to make tea?"

Sheng Liting looked at her lips, knowing that all of this was done on purpose by this girl, but he let her lead her by the nose.

"Xiaosi, didn't you say you wanted to talk to me about the cooperation with Lin's last time? I've been waiting for you for a long time, what are you doing in the room?" Sheng Hongcheng pushed open the door directly, and even opened the door After that, he said a lot in a crackling voice.

The picture in the room was probably still for several seconds.

Su Jin hastily rolled up the quilt to hide herself.

Sheng Hongcheng held the doorknob with his hand a little stiffly, why didn't he think of it being broad daylight, and it's only been half a day, and the two of them are starting to be in love again?

Sure enough, when love first sprouted, everyone was a beast.

Sheng Liting picked up the pillow on the bed and threw it towards Sheng Hongcheng.

Sheng Hongcheng reacted and closed the door in a hurry.

He stood in the empty corridor, as if he was still thinking about life, why did he forget to knock on the door at this moment?
Sheng Liting walked out of the room with a displeased face, his clothes were still a little messy, and his heart was wide open, obviously how intense that moment was just now.

Sheng Hongcheng covered his mouth and coughed lightly, and couldn't help reminding: "Little Si, although we are young and vigorous, we can't work so hard, you are still young, you empty yourself so early, and you will easily become weak in the future. "

Sheng Liting squinted at him, "Then do I have to thank my third brother for interrupting my self-harm behavior in time?"

"That's the reason, but I also know that two people in love are always irrational. I blame the third brother for being abrupt." Sheng Hongcheng smiled, "Xiaosi won't be angry, right?"

Sheng Liting turned around and met his eyes in twos and fours.

Sheng Hongcheng felt like a gnat in his throat, he could see a kind of restrained anger from his Xiaosi's eyes, and he said again: "Xiaosi won't be angry, right?"

"Since the third brother is always thinking of me, how can I be so reticent and ungrateful." Sheng Liting took a step forward, raised his hand and gently put it on his third brother's shoulder.

Sheng Hongcheng nodded, "Yes, yes, although my method is not advisable, but my starting point is for Xiao Si, we should—"

When the pain hit, Sheng Hongcheng stared straight at his eyes.

Sheng Liting's hands slowly applied pressure, pressing down on the opponent's shoulder bones.

Sheng Hongcheng smiled bitterly and said, "Xiao Si, what are you doing?"

"Third brother's bones are quite hard, I just squeezed them kindly for you to loosen your bones."

"Don't bother Xiaosi anymore, you are not in good health, so don't bother." Sheng Hongcheng took a few steps back and got out of his control. He secretly thanked that the other party had trouble with his legs, otherwise, he might really have to do it today. Suffering a meal.

From the corner of Sheng Liting's eyes, he caught a glimpse of his father entering the gate, and stopped embarrassing his third brother, and walked straight towards his father.

Sheng Hongcheng let out a long breath with lingering fear. Fortunately, he was articulate and completely resolved the crisis with his three-inch tongue.

Sure enough, people still need to learn a lot, so that they can save themselves from danger with a single mouth in a critical moment.

Sheng Liting watched his father enter the study, and even quickened his pace to keep up. Even though he knew he couldn't run, he gritted his teeth and chased after him.

In the study room, Sheng Feng somehow walked to the bookshelf. He looked at the smiling young man standing with his wife with burning eyes. At that time, Sheng Huan was still the youngest and frivolous second young master of the Sheng family in the capital. As if they were all beautiful things, countless suitors almost broke through the door of their Sheng family.

The whole family is proud of him.

But since those incidents, the whole family seemed to have removed his name, and his name disappeared from everyone's ears.

They also sadly announced that the child had passed away. Everyone just didn't want to mention this name again, so they had to hide him deeply in their hearts and cherish him silently.

"Father." Sheng Liting entered the study room, he looked at his father who was standing motionless in front of the bookshelf, as if he was recalling something, he couldn't help but call out softly to regain his consciousness.

Sheng Feng put down the photo in his hand, turned around and said, "Why are you here?"

"What's wrong with father?" Sheng Liting asked knowingly.

Sheng Feng shook his head, "It's okay, I just remembered some past events."

"Did father think about his uncle? I don't have any impression of him. I also asked my elder brother, and he doesn't know about this uncle either." Sheng Liting tried his best to raise the topic as quietly as possible.

Sheng Feng sighed helplessly, "It's nothing, since it's all in the past, don't mention it again."

"Uncle belongs to our Sheng family, but it seems that every year during the Qingming Festival, his tablet is not seen."

"Didn't you forget?"

Sheng Liting replied without changing his face: "Brother said, he is also very curious about the identity of this uncle, why is he not in the ancestral hall of the Sheng family, after the death of the descendants of the Sheng family, shouldn't there be a memorial tablet in it?"