Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan watched Shi Yuhan without a word, and walked out of his sight gracefully and calmly, his chest seemed to be held down by something, and he was particularly uncomfortable.

At the moment when the door was about to close, she yelled: "Shi Yuhan, I hate you and never want to see you again!"

Outside the door, Shi Yuhan's upright figure was slightly stiff, and there was no movement for a while.

At the end of the passage, Shi Annuo was walking out of the room, and by coincidence he heard Song Qinghuan's roar.

He didn't know what was going on, but he felt it was a quarrel.

He didn't intend to pay any attention to it, but seeing that his brother didn't leave for a long time, he seemed to be reluctant to give up, so he asked gently: "Brother, what's the matter? Why is Qinghuan crying."

"One night is enough, I don't want to see you again when I come back!" Shi Yuhan gave him a gloomy look, and walked away with a chill.

what happened to him? Shi Yuhan couldn't figure out what was wrong with her. How could she be particularly irritated when she met her?

The admiration that happened just now still persists in his mind for a long time.

He thinks he is not a pure-hearted person, but he has never really had any strong desires for women.

Women, no matter how good, smart, and beautiful women are, nothing is going on.

But why does this dried sauerkraut always allow him to find all kinds of unknown interests in her?

Knowing that Shi Yuhan was in a bad mood, Shi Annuo naturally wouldn't confuse or talk too much with him. If he wanted to leave, he would leave. If he insisted on not leaving, Shi Yuhan would not do anything to him.

Among so many relatives, Shi Yuhan treats him best and only has feelings for him.

Han Qianqian also ran out, angrily pointed at Shi Yuhan's back, and asked Shi Annuo: "What's the matter? It seems to be a big fire?"

Shi Annuo shrugged: "It's quarreling."

Han Qianqian was very surprised: "What did you say, your brother quarreled with you, no, he usually doesn't want to say a word!"

"How could it be quarreling with me," Shi Annuo pointed to Song Qinghuan's room: "Hey, they are quarreling! And it seems to be quite violent."

Han Qianqian covered her mouth in disbelief, flattened her mouth casually, and had an expression of crying: "He actually quarreled with her, that even more shows that they are not acting, they are really together!"

Shi Annuo nodded: "No, my brother's character, if someone he doesn't care about, he would not even bother to say a word with others, quarrel, I saw him move his fingers and directly strangle the person."

Han Qianqian expressed feelings: "Your brother really has a bad temper, he is serious and cold, he is like a mountain king, and his patience is very poor. That's it, who can stand him!"