Chapter 426: Holding the hand of the son, growing old with the son
This book is the first time Lin Ran has read it, because Li Sichen told her just now that he has read this book many times, so she is very serious when she reads every word.
As soon as she thought of every plot that moved her, Li Sichen had browsed it, and in her heart, there were wisps of emotion, slowly upward, rising, and entangled......
Whenever she sees a sentence and she likes it very much, she can't help but imagine what Li Sichen will think and feel when she sees this sentence.
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Li Sichen occasionally stopped what he was doing, his eyes fell on the table next to him, and he drank half of the remaining milk, as if Lin Ran had been by his side all the time.
Work efficiency has improved a lot.
When all the work was done, he immediately got up and walked out of the study and back to his bedroom.
It was quiet in the bedroom.
Lin Ran had already fallen asleep.
Li Sichen walked to the bed.
The little woman slept in a soft velvet quilt, her seaweed-like black hair scattered on the pillow, her arms exposed outside the quilt, and her hands still holding the unfinished book in her hands.
There is a bedside lamp at the head of the bed, which emits a dim light.
Sprinkled a warm touch on her fair skin.
The corners of Li Sichen's mouth rose unconsciously.
He stretched out his hand, took the girl's soft hand, held it in the palm of his hand, and rubbed it gently.
A sentence sounded in my head: hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son.
He almost missed her life, and now that she is back with him, he can't wait and wants to marry her home soon.
His eyes fell on the book she was holding in her other hand, Li Sichen stretched out his hand, picked up the book, and when he put it away, something fell out of the book.
When I looked down, I saw that it was a photo.
Li Sichen was a little puzzled because he didn't remember putting photos in a certain book.
Picking up the photo, turning it over and taking a look, Li Sichen's ink-colored pupils conjured up complex emotions.
The girl in the photo, wearing a ponytail and a student uniform, exudes girlish youth and immaturity all over her body.
She was leaning against a plane tree, her hands in her jacket pockets, one leg hunched over the trunk behind her.
It looks a little boring.
The wind blew through her hair, bringing up a strand of sideburns.
Li Sichen stretched out his slender fingers and brushed the girl's cheeks in the photo, as if he wanted to brush away the disobedient strands of hair for her.
His gaze fell back to the quiet sleeping face beside him, and the smile on the corner of Li Sichen's mouth was even worse.
never expected that the fate between him and Ran Ran had already planted the seeds of germination.
The encounter in the imperial capital is just the cause of the past, and it bears fruit.
As soon as Li Sichen lifted the quilt and went to bed, the little woman who was sleeping suddenly stretched out her arm and wrapped it up, muttering in her small mouth, "Hmm~ Ah Chen......"
The little woman's face was buried in his heart, and the warm breath hit him all at once.
That patch of skin grew hotter and hotter, setting everything else on fire.
Some things are easy to say, but when you put them into action, you will find that they are very difficult to put into practice.
It's like he told her in the car before that he would let her have a good rest
But at this moment, there was a voice in his head that kept shouting.
He wanted her.
It's not as simple as cuddling and sleeping.