Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan trembled all over, like an electric shock, a strange tingling sensation across his body.

Immediately, Shi Yuhan's hand fell on her skirt and got in from the edge of the bathrobe.

The skin-to-skin contact caused Song Qinghuan to subconsciously ‘ah’. But Shi Yuhan grabbed her lips, lowered her head and kissed her fiercely!

It was a kiss, without a trace of tenderness. In the process of kissing, there is only fierce plunder and punishment!

Song Qinghuan was almost out of breath when he was kissed.

But when she kept out the cold, she still didn't let go. At the same time, her big hand seemed to be punishing, and she held the abundance on her chest and rubbed it hard.

"Ah!" Song Qinghuan frowned.

She instinctively put her hand on the chest of the two of them, resisting his brutal treatment, but when she drew in, she kept her from the cold and treated them even more presumptuously and fiercely.

Completely resisted and couldn't change the status quo at all, Song Qinghuan cried anxiously.

Tears slid down his cheeks and slowly penetrated into the corners of the mouth.

Touching the salty taste, Shi Yuhan suddenly pushed Song Qinghuan away. His eyes were calm and his voice was icy, "This is not what you want? Why are you unhappy?"

Song Qinghuan lost control and shouted angrily: "You are a bastard!!"

When he got up and was about to leave, he kept out the cold, cast his eyes down at Song Qinghuan, slanted eyebrows like a front, exuding a kind of deterrence like a heavenly man.

The "Blowing Love" incident flashed through his mind quickly, and Song Qinghuan suddenly became a little frightened.

She pursed her lips, sat cross-legged on the bed, turned her back to no longer look at the cold, and suddenly started crying: "Oh, you bully a woman, you are a man, oh oh, you actually bully a woman ..."

The sudden change made Shi Yuhan startled slightly, looking at her a little helplessly: "It's obviously your overlord who stubbornly bows, how come I bully you!"

Song Qinghuan didn't say a word, pretending not to hear, raised her knees, buried her head in her knees, and started crying happily.

Uh, I just don't know, is she really crying, or fake crying to escape the revenge of the cold weather.

Shi Yu coldly stared at her for a long time, and gradually heard something wrong in her voice.

"Shut up!" He scolded coldly, his voice somewhat impossibly majestic.

But it made Song Qinghuan cry more loudly.

Shi Yuhan raised his eyes and no longer looked at her, and said lightly: "If you pretend, you won't forgive you for your mistake this time."

Immediately, Song Qinghuan's voice stopped. But she was still buried in her legs and didn't dare to raise her eyes. As long as she raised her head, she would know that she was crying in a fake cry.

Shi Yuhan looked down at her again, each word as heavy as a mountain, cold as ice: "I don't care what you want to do, but don't try to challenge me. Once you have an idea for me, the marriage will end, and you can't Stay in Times Group again!"