f * ck su shicheng's background (3)

his breath was a little hot as he stared at ye liangqiu.

Ye Liangqiu stood up and walked over to ah Xing. She gently placed her hand on his shoulder and said, " ah Xing, what's wrong? why aren't you carrying Sir inside? "

Xing panted slightly and looked at her hesitantly.

ye liangqiu smiled. " he's just asleep. he'll be fine. "

Only then did ah Xing's heart feel more at ease, and after a moment of silence, he picked up su Shicheng.

su shicheng had lost a lot of weight in the past year and was now an empty shell. ah xing was also a 1.8-meter tall man, so carrying him was as easy as blowing off dust.

he bent over and carefully placed su shicheng down. after all, he had always respected su shicheng, so even though su shicheng was unconscious, ah xing did not dare to act rashly and had always been careful.

but when he turned around, he almost bumped into ye liangqiu.

His lips brushed past her hair, and he could only smell a touch of fragrance.