Li Sicheng was shocked. He was completely caught off guard by Tang Mengying. For a moment, he had fallen on the carpet. His hands were pressed and it hurt a little, but it was even more repulsive that Tang Mengying was clinging to his body, her thin layer of nightgown against his skin. Then she took his face with both hands and was about to kiss him.
He felt nausea and pulled up hard. At the same time, he twisted his body and kicked her away. His body soon turned to the other side.
Tang Mengying fell to the floor and smiled charmingly, letting her robe stay open. Crossing her two long white legs, she looked charming and seductive. "Why? Why are you still pretending? With no sex for so many years, don't you want to get laid?"
If it was Su Qianci, he certainly wanted to. But facing Tang Mengying… Li Sicheng got up from the carpet and leaned against the sofa, ignoring her.
