Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan, in a calm mood, took a breath of cold air when he was about to go down.

Oh my god, how did she get up just now with such a high railing? !

How can she get down now so high? Jumping too high, the legs are still soft now? There is no support point in the half section, and it can't climb down.

OMG! How to do?

Without thinking about it, she immediately asked Shi Yuhan for help: "Hey, wait, I can't go down!"

When Shi Yuhan looked back at her, Song Qinghuan's face flushed with "swishes", and then whitened layer by layer...

She has never been so embarrassed before, and it seems that as long as she meets this man, she is like a beam jumping clown stuck in mid-air.

I don't know how long it took, Shi Yuhan walked towards her.

I saw him stretch out his hand without changing his face, and then hold her buttocks...

"Ah──" Song Qinghuan screamed out of fright. He, he──"You, you are perverted! Where do you touch your hands!!!"

Shi Yuhan's face became colder and colder, and his black eyes sank into a piece of ice, which was frightening. Song Qinghuan thought he was angry, and when he waved his hand to ignore her, he didn't expect that he just calmly asked her, "Do you want to come down?"

"Oh--" When the Tibetan Mastiff over there suddenly ran towards Shi Yuhan and Song Qinghuan.

Song Qinghuan was terrified that it rushed towards him, and was almost frightened for a moment, and hurriedly shouted: "Hold me down, hurry me down!"

Immediately, she felt a whirl of heaven and earth, and when she recovered her mind, her head was already resting on Shi's hard chest against the cold.

The special masculine breath lingered in her nose, and his sonorous heartbeat seemed to pierce her eardrums one after another.

Suddenly, Song Qinghuan felt like a small deer was jumping wildly in his heart.

She raised her head and looked at the perfect chin and tight thin lips, her eyelashes blinked, and when she saw the fierce son, she rushed towards this side.

"Ah!!!" She hid in Shi Yuhan's arms, closing her eyes and yelling wildly: "Hurry up and drive your dog away--"

Shi Yuhan was still very calm and calm. He didn't speak, but when he faintly swept towards Zi, his eyes were ice-like, with a murderous aura of destruction.

Zi Shi immediately stopped, turned around and ran away.

Shi Yuhan pushed Song Qinghuan away coldly and inserted his hand into his trouser pocket. His deep eyes stared at Song Qinghuan faintly, and his thin lips lightly opened: "Remember, you live in the front room and don't walk around, otherwise you will be bitten by the quilt. Blame yourself!"

Watching him turn around and take a step until he disappeared under his eyes, Song Qinghuan realized what he said. Suddenly roared with anger: "Who is it, bastard, I am so angry!!"