Dear Mr. Shi

After eating the dessert, Song Qinghuan went to the bathroom. She saw that the place where Han Qianq was sitting was empty.

She was gone, and I couldn’t hear them talking from such a distance, but could only see their interaction. It was he who helped her cut the steak and she fed him. Maybe she couldn’t stand their "intimacy" and ran away with anger. Up.

She said that she was about to run away from the cold man's body.

If possible, she actually wants to change positions with Han Qianqian.

Back in the box, Shi Yuhan had already paid the bill, and said slowly: "Let's go."

Song Qinghuan nodded, picked up her bag, and walked away with her head down.

Shi Yuhan followed her, staring at the back of her head without making a sound.

Outside the restaurant, Song Qinghuan still lowered his head: "Thank you for lunch, I'm leaving now!" Still not looking at him, he turned and left.

Shi Yuhan looked at her back, moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, and finally said nothing, turned and got into his car.

When Song Qinghuan walked to the side of the road to take a taxi, he saw Shi Yuhan dump the car out of the parking space, turned the front of the car, and the car slowly drove past her.

Sitting in the driver's cab, Shi was cold and indifferent. He looked ahead and didn't even glance at her.

Seeing the direction in which the car disappeared, Song Qinghuan flattened his mouth: "The stinky man who is unreasonably selfish, ruthless and cruel, and has a bad tongue, what's so great..."

After cursing, and relieved, Song Qinghuan beckoned to stop the taxi.

After seeing Jun Mei, the quarrel between the left and the right made her quickly forget Shi Yuhan's existence.

Song Qinghuan lived at Mei Jun's house that night. The weather was very good early on Sunday, and the two of them got up early to climb the mountain.

At noon, she made dumplings together, and in the end, she stayed at Mei Jun’s for dinner before returning home.

Opening the door of the villa, Song Qinghuan began to take off his coat. After a day of playing, he was exhausted. He just wanted to take a quick shower and get a good night's sleep.

She took off her coat and untied the black hair tied into a ponytail, and then she was about to take off the T-shirt.

Shi Yuhan had already told her about this room. She was the only one living in this room. It was so dark at the moment that she would never have thought that there were other people in the room.

So when the charming, low-magnetic voice, "I'm back!" When it sounded softly in his ear, Song Qinghuan was shocked and couldn't help but screamed. The T-shirt that had been taken off halfway quickly was put on again, and he turned around with a sound.

The light was turned on at this time, and when she saw the huge son, she ran towards her.

Although there had been an "intimate contact" with Zishi, Song Qinghuan was shocked when she saw Zishi rushing over like this. At a certain moment, her heart touched her throat and her feet stepped back subconsciously.