Hundreds of billions of pet marriage: wife, you are the biggest

Chapter 117 Seeing the In-laws

Ling Ranran rubbed her head, she was so bumped yesterday that she wanted to fall apart, even her memory was scattered, and she didn't remember much of what she said.

"Have it?"

She was duplicity, but he still rubbed her hard.

"It's amazing, it doesn't hurt anymore!" Ling Ranran said in surprise suddenly.

In fact, she just found that while he was just rubbing, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing, a certain part of his body became restless again, and she was a little scared.

He raised his head, caught her with his boundless gaze, and drew the corners of his mouth, "So, so we can continue?"

Ling Ranran almost flicked her tongue in fright.

Horizontal is death, vertical is also death, what should she say!

"Okay, just kidding." He pinched her nose and held her in his arms.

Watching him closely, she found that he was like a poppy, the closer he was, the longer she spent with him, the more addicted she became.

"What are you doing looking at me with this kind of eyes? Why, you want to eat me again?" Being slapped by him suddenly, Ling Ranran hurriedly withdrew her eyes, "That's not it."

"Even if there is, stay at night, my parents will come at ten o'clock." Sylas Li's eyes darkened, becoming more and more unpredictable.

Ling Ranran glanced at the clock on the wall, which was ruthlessly pointing to 09:30, she exclaimed, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Then he quickly got up from the bed.

When this hateful man met his in-laws for the first time, he only gave her half an hour to prepare.

She was rushing to wash up, but his hand was firmly grabbed by him.

When she turned her head, she found that a certain point on her body with his well-versed eyes was the little PP that she revealed in a hurry.

Light, clean and white, fair, seductive, attractive index five stars.

Ling Ranran didn't have time to be shy, "Sir Li, don't make trouble."

"Okay, I won't make trouble." He laughed dumbly, "I just want you to slow down, you are already pregnant, and you are still so frizzy."

Ling Ranran gave him a hard look, and said she was frizzy?Who is to blame?He only reminded her half an hour in advance.

It was impossible to put on proper makeup, so Ling Ranran could only put on light makeup, and then changed into decent clothes. At this time, it was a quarter of an hour before ten o'clock, and she just breathed a sigh of relief.

Someone knocked on the door, "Sir, the master and the old lady are already waiting downstairs."

Ling Ranran wanted to say that he wasn't mentally prepared yet, but Sylas Li had already held his hand. His steps were very steady, but because he was leading her, he deliberately slowed down, and his steps were not big.

When the two walked down the spiral staircase side by side, a middle-aged couple kept their backs facing them, their backs were mysterious.

After standing in front of them, Ling Ranran realized that this is the real upper class.

The middle-aged man sitting on the left, Li Qing, Sylas Li and his eyebrows are somewhat similar, but his eyes are more sophisticated.Well-maintained, with a suave posture, it doesn't look like someone in their fifties or sixties at all.

The rich lady in a well-tailored violet dress on the right is Sylas Li's mother, Tang Ruolan.Wearing a lace beret, half of the oval face with delicate makeup is hidden under the well-defined lace.

The gestures of the two of them carried a kind of nobility, a kind of quality of a superior person.

Although seeing Sylas Li and Ling Ranran appearing with their fingers clasped together, they were a little surprised that they were people who had experienced big storms, and soon returned to normal.

(End of this chapter)