C4 (1/2)

”Then …” Liu Qingyan opened his wallet and took out a photo. He looked at her with a bit of sympathy, ”This picture, how do you explain it?”

It was a group photo.

Su wrote a letter to Liu Qingyan.

In the photo, Liu Qingyan was sitting at his desk, using his computer while Su Wenwen was standing behind him, massaging his back. The tone of the whole picture was very warm. Liu Qingyan's silhouette looked handsome and serious. Su Wenwen had a ponytail, was wearing pajamas, and had a mischievous expression on his face.

”Why did you keep this photo?” Su Ming was stunned.

”I just forgot to bring it out.” As Liu Qingyan spoke, he mixed it into a ball and threw it into the trash can beside him. ”There's still the film.”

”...” That doesn't mean anything. ” Su Ming was still being stubborn.

”Oh, men don't think so.” As Liu Qingyan spoke slowly, he had already forced his way in front of Su Wenwen. ”Obediently cooperate. I'm also not willing to embarrass you.”

Su Wen's hand that was hanging by his side clenched into a fist again.

She did not speak, and did not move again.

Her obedience finally made Liu Qingyan satisfied.

He reached out and lifted her hair. The hair Su Wen wrote on was very soft. It brushed through his fingers as if it were warm water. They couldn't let go of him.

”Why does it take so long?” he asked.

It was almost waist-high.

”Haichuan likes it.” Su Ming replied with a stiff reply.

Liu Qingyan's finger paused for a moment before he began to strip her clothes.

”What kind of second-hand shop did you get these clothes from? Is that what Du Haichuan thinks?” Impatiently, he unzipped the zipper on the back of Su's letter and stripped off the clothes. Because the action was too crude, a long bruise was left on Su's arm.