Dear Mr. Shi

This fierce attack really came too fast and too suddenly.

Shi Yuhan quickly backed away, but couldn't back away because the bed at the back blocked the way.

So Song Qinghuan fell on Shi Yuhan's body, then pushed him on his stomach together on the big bed.

Shi Yuhan looked at Song Qinghuan who was panicked, his expression still calm and cold, and a strange light radiated from his eyes.

He gestured to Song Qinghuan in the ambiguous posture of the two of them, and asked: "You still said, don't you lure me?"

Song Qinghuan's face flushed, just like tomatoes that had just been ripened.

She became irritated, bent her legs and straddled Shi Yuhan’s waist without doing anything else, and stretched out her hands to pinch his neck: "Who is trying to lure you? You are such a silly thing, tell you, Sister, I wish you as far away as possible, let me seduce you, and see if I don’t strangle you!"

Shi Yuhan looked at Song Qinghuan with a fierce look on her body, and she shook slightly, instantly forgetting to resist.

It wasn't until there was a pinch pain in his throat that he stretched out his hand, grabbed Song Qinghuan's wrist, and coldly warned: "Don't be presumptuous!"

"I'm going to be presumptuous, what are you doing? Bite me!" Song Qinghuan's eyes widened, staring at him angrily.

Shi Yuhan's eyes shot out two fiery rays, "You are a woman, riding on a man? Do you still know how shy you are?"

Song Qinghuan pressed down and gritted his teeth, "I don't know how to be shy, let's say I ride my husband, what's so shy about me!"

He said, pinching Shi Yuhan's neck, and then half up and sitting heavily on Shi Yuhan.

Just in the space where she got up, Shi Yuhan's lower abdomen suddenly closed, and suddenly straightened up.

When Song Qinghuan sat down, she was shocked looking at the handsome face who suddenly approached.

She subconsciously let go of her hand, reached out with both hands, and fell backwards: "Ah!"

Shi Yuhan stretched his arms and hugged Song Qinghuan's back from behind, and then pressed forward, causing the two of them to touch their foreheads, their noses touched, and the breath blended.

"No one taught you a little, are you ashamed of etiquette?" He asked her softly, but his voice was like crossing the ice.

"Go to your etiquette and shame, if you understand the etiquette and shame, you won't run into my bedroom," Song Qinghuan put both hands on his shoulders, trying to keep the distance between the two of them.

But after pushing for a long time, there was no distance at all.

Song Qinghuan was so angry that she twisted her delicate nose, "You let me go!"

Shi Yuhanxie smiled coldly, lowered her head and said softly in her ears: "It seems that I have to make you do what you want!"

As he said, his slightly opened lips covered her ears and rubbed his teeth lightly.