Dear Mr. Shi

When Song Qinghuan woke up early in the morning, she felt a little groggy, as if she had a hangover. But she didn't drink, so she took a shower and went to bed. How could this be? It seems to be a little bit painful.

Is it because the stomach is stiff? !

Suddenly, she felt her body soft, something hitting her waist, and she suddenly felt aroused. She lifted the quilt and saw that a slender arm was pressing against her waist.

Song Qinghuan was shocked, and sat up suddenly from the bed, staring at the owner of the arm who was sleeping next to him: "You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, why are you in my bed?"

Shi Yuhan was also awakened, but did not wake up. He still closed his eyes, his messy hair was on his forehead, his brows were slightly frowned, and he was very upset when he got up.

"You, how did you come in?" Song Qinghuan's mind turned quickly. She locked the door yesterday. She can't remember this wrong.

It seemed that she seemed to be protected from the cold in her dream, and then she saw him drinking, she seemed to drink, and he was still pressing on her.

Oh my god, what the **** is going on? Could it be...

Song Qinghuan wanted to cry angrily, and pointed to him and complained: "You, you bad guy, you are nothing to say, you take advantage of others, you are despicable, you are shameless to the extreme!"

Shi Yuhan finally opened his eyes. His eyes were lazy and lazy, and he couldn't see any happiness, anger, sorrow or joy, but his eyebrows were slightly twisted, as if he was dissatisfied with something: "I didn't expect you to sue the wicked person first."

This serious and serious expression made Song Qinghuan startled, "Which wicked person will sue first? Who is wicked, you are wicked!"

Cha said that there is no confidence, because there are some images flashing in my mind, as if she is pressing Shi Yuhan.

But she vetoed it again immediately. Those who didn't, would definitely not!

Shi Yuhan sat up and leaned on the bedside and looked at her indifferently: "Obviously you want to seduce me, you want to pounce, and **** me, but on the other hand, I say I'm taking advantage of others. What is it that the wicked complained first? "

Song Qinghuan's eyes widened in horror: "What did you say? I seduce you, I pounce on you, I want to **** you, can you be more ridiculous!"

Anger flames burned in her heart, anger swallowing him, she really wanted to rush on, and take a bite when biting hard.

Shi Yuhan took the phone he had put on the bedside, turned it on, and handed it to Song Qinghuan, "Let's see for yourself."

Song Qinghuan gave him a puzzled look, then looked down at the phone.

The phone is playing a video. In the picture, Yuhan is sitting on the sofa and drinking, his posture is lazy and elegant.

In a very normal video, Song Qinghuan didn't think there was anything, but in the next scene, she was shocked by the chaos in the wind and almost fell off the bed.