MTL - The 99th Divorce

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But in this case, when they saw the gladness on Li Jianyue's face, they all annihilated in his mouth.

Li Jianyue sucked her nose, even though there were tears on her face, but the relaxed look was obviously different from that just now.

Li Mosen opened his mouth and tried to say nothing but said nothing.

He turned, muzzle-like, and said, "Don't think too much, I thought what's wrong, just a little thing."

Li Jianyue had completely let go of her heart, and she was so annoyed, "Yeah, this is simply impossible, I'm so stupid, oh ..."

Li Mosen's heart seemed to be scratched again.

He couldn't wait any longer, and reluctantly said, "I take a shower and go to bed, and I'm gone."

"Oh."

When Moson came out, he moved very quickly.

Just where Li Jianyue couldn't see, his eyes were reddish and his palms trembled slightly.

Li Mosen looked up and saw Li Jianqian.

Li Jianqian turned his head to Li Mosen, said a few moments of silence, and said, "What happened?"

"Nothing," Li Mosen said casually, and then he was about to leave.

Li Jianqian said: "It doesn't look like nothing, let's talk."

"I said, nothing!" Li Mosen's tone was slightly lower, with discomfort and warning.

Li Jianqian froze.

It seemed that Merson's temper was more than he thought.

I haven't seen him lose his temper since he was a kid, but it turned out that he just didn't run into it.

Li Jianqian shook his head, "Dad calls you."

Limosen's meal.

"I don't know anything, but looking at my dad is not like asking you to chat."

Li Mosen's eyes were heavy, and Li Jianqian glanced.

Li Jianqian spread his hands.

Li Mosen's lip line tightened tighter, he strode forward and walked towards the study.

Li Sicheng was indeed there.

Su Qianci is writing in the study, twisting a writing brush, and the typeface is gentle and beautiful.

Li Sicheng was right next to her, grinded her, and looked at it at random, as if she were a relative in the picture scroll.

Su Qianci smiled slightly on his face, and there was a gentle light on the face exactly like Li Jianyue. When he saw Li Mosen now, he said, "Here comes."

Li Sicheng then looked towards Li Mosen. The original gentleness of the face slightly converged, and his face was slightly solemnly bowed to Li Mosen.

Li Mosen walked in. "Dad, mom."

Su Qianci lowered the pen and took the initiative to aside, carefully picking up the two corners of the calligraphy, letting it blow in the air, and the ink dries quickly.

Li Sicheng sat on the main seat and said casually: "Arguing with Ersu?"

"No." Limosen's mood was clearly low.

How could this not be?

Li Sicheng didn't care, and he picked up Su Qianci's ring. He knew that Li Mosen immediately said, "Dad, I think about it."

Li Sicheng and Su Qianci both looked at him with surprise.

Li Mosen seemed to be struggling, and there was obviously pain in his eyes. He opened his mouth, as if he could not make up his mind, but after all, he closed his eyes, as if he had made a decisive decision. He said, "I am willing to go abroad. . "

Li Sicheng looked at him deeply, "You think about it."

Su Qianci's original gentle smile turned to worry, and she turned to her husband subconsciously.

Li Sicheng had no trouble on his face, and looked at Li Mosen in front of him, but did not speak again.

Li Mosen struggled on his face, but no more courage to speak.

He did not want.