Dear Mr. Shi

"Si Jianan and I are just friends. We have nothing. Can you not eat this jealousy?" Song Qing said with a smile, putting his face on his broad back.

The hand around his waist gradually tightened unconsciously, as if to tell her how much she cared about him.

Shi Yuhan lowered her eyes and was silent for a while, then turned her hand away and turned around.

He looked at her, Qingjun's eyes couldn't afford a slight ripple: "Song Qinghuan, it is impossible for a man and a woman to have friendship."

"But he and I are really just friends," Song Qinghuan pouted, grabbing his hand again.

Shi Yuhan sighed helplessly: "I have something to go out for a while..."

With that, he pulled out his hand and walked out of the room without stopping.

Song Qinghuan lowered her eyes and looked at her empty hand. There was no one in front of her. She raised her eyes and stared angrily in the direction Shi Yuhan left, "Shi Yuhan, you stinky man, I am also angry!"

Having said that, but at night, she tossed about and couldn't sleep.

Song Qinghuan told herself that it was because she had been sleeping for too long, so she had insomnia, but when Yuhan came back and took a shower and lay on her bed, she immediately adjusted her posture to protect herself from the cold.

Shi Yuhan glanced at her faintly, then turned off the lights and got ready to go to bed.

But when Shi Yuhan was about to lie down, Song Qinghuan reached out to turn on the lamp on her bedside table, and she grunted to Shi Yuhan.

Shi Yuhan ignored her, closed his eyes, and made a gesture of being asleep.

Too much, I actually ignored her, and when she is angry, she won't be angry for a while and stop giving birth.

Song Qinghuan deliberately leaned to Shi Yuhan's side. Seeing that he was still unresponsive, she hugged him with both hands and feet, sticking to him like a large koala.

When I saw Yuhan again, she still ignored her. Song Qinghuan was like a prank, restlessly groping back and forth on his chest with his arm around him, deliberately teasing.

Black eyes opened his eyes quietly, and he looked down at the little hand that was touching his body with a peripheral light.

Then he looked at Song Qinghuan, narrowed his eyes dangerously, and said a warning: "Song Qinghuan!"

"I'm here!" Song Qinghuan stroked his **** chest and responded softly.

Shi Yu coldly said: "Let go!"

"Don't let it go!" Song Qinghuan was like an octopus, lying on him.

Secretly looking at the cold and ugly face when eating, at least he is no longer indifferent, Song Qinghuan forced a smile to roll in his stomach and sulked, complaining: "Who told you to ignore me."

Shi Yuhan really didn't know what to do with her.

Song Qinghuan smiled at him, hehe smiled sinisterly: "If you want to ignore me again, I will stay on you like this, sleep on you, eat on you, pee on you, by the way... hehe... also. It's on you!"

Shi Yuhan raised his eyebrows suddenly, missing the helplessness just now.

He relaxed and asked lazily: "Really not leaving?"

"Unless you give me a smile!" Song Qinghuan coaxed.

"It's up to you, if you feel comfortable sleeping like this, then you can hold it like this!" After saying that, Shi Yuhan closed his eyes and slackened his limbs and lay on his back on the big bed.

After a while, Song Qinghuan felt her hands and feet stiff and numb, some of which didn't look like her own.

She angrily watched Shi Yuhan, whose breathing was steady and seemed to be asleep, slightly loosened her limbs and stretched out, and then patted Shi Yuhan again: "You actually slept, and I was so angry."