2050: C2050 I Can't Let Her Go

C2050 I Can't Let Her Go

Chiang Qianqian immediately leaned over the window and looked at the tall and handsome figure.

It was Jiang Ci. It seemed like he was going to the club.

"What are you looking at?"

Shaang Yujin's voice suddenly sounded beside his ear.

The car turned into the next intersection and Jiang Ci's figure disappeared. Chiang Qianqian sat down again and replied, "Nothing."

"Nothing! He was clearly staring at the club."

"I thought he was my friend just now, I saw it wrong"

" Chiang Qianqian, let me tell you, you are not allowed to interact with some shady people! "

... ""

Chiang Qianqian did not want to speak.

Jiang Ci's figure appeared in her mind. She knew that Jiang Ci liked Shi Qian and that their relationship was very good.

In the past, Jiang Ci could not tolerate any woman in his eyes, but since last year, there had been a few rumors.

Although there had never been any substantial news spreading, Jiang Ci had never clarified it.

He did not know whether those rumors were true or not, or if he had really changed.

Ninth Continent.

Night fell, and the manor regained its peace.

In the nursery, Shi Qian, Shaang Sizhan, waited for her son to fall asleep before quietly leaving.

Back in the bedroom.

Shi Qian suddenly stopped and looked at Shaang Sizhan, "Sizhan, we have stayed in Ninth Continent for so long this time. It is time to return to A Country. You should also go back to JE to take a look. I also need to go back to the company to take a look. "

Shaang Sizhan gently said, "I know. I will arrange it. I will go back soon."

Shi Qian smiled. " Yes. Let's go and sleep. "

Shaang Sizhan suddenly hooked his arm around her slender waist and curled his lips." There's no hurry. "

"Hmm?"

Shaang Sizhan smiled devilishly and continued in a bewitching tone, "Go and take a shower first."

... ""

Shi Qian immediately reacted to someone's meaning and was immediately carried up horizontally.

From the time they were pregnant to the time they gave birth to the child until now, the number of times they were intimate could be counted on one hand. Even if they were intimate, Shaang Sizhan would always be careful.

The days of torment finally passed. Shaang Sizhan naturally would not let go of the little girl in his arms easily.

Not long after, the little woman's begging voice rang out in a low voice.

Shi Qian really could not bear the fact that she had not trained for a year.

When she was carried back to the bedroom by Shaang Sizhan, she buried her head in his chest and did not want to move at all. She did not even want to move her eyelids.1

Shaang Sizhan put her on the bed and kissed the corner of her lips. His voice was magnetic and gentle, "Go to sleep."

Shi Qian closed her eyes and slept soundly in his arms.

The next day.

When Shi Qian opened her eyes, it was almost noon.

Shaang Sizhan was still by her side. His beautiful phoenix eyes were staring at her as he lightly laughed, "You're awake."

Shi Qian guessed that it was definitely not early and a trace of embarrassment flashed across her small face, "Why didn't you call me earlier?"

"If you are sleepy, then sleep for a while more. My son is still sleeping."

"I am not sleepy anymore. I want to wake up." As she spoke, Shi Qian was about to get up.

Shaang Sizhan held her down and held her in his arms. He said softly, "Lie down for a while. It is still early."

"It's still early! Really?"

Shi Qian did not look at the time and asked in disbelief.

Shaang Sizhan said, "Really."

"Then, what time is it?"

"Around 9 o'clock."

It was just over 9 o'clock!

He looked at the sun outside the window. It didn't look like it.

However, nine o'clock was indeed not too late. After all, she slept a little late yesterday.

"Let's lie down for a while." Shaang Sizhan said gently.

Shi Qian smiled and did not move.

After a while, the phone on the bedside table suddenly rang.

Shi Qian immediately took the phone over and was about to answer the phone when she suddenly noticed the time on the screen.

It was 10: 30!

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