Dear Mr. Shi

When Shi Yuhan saw that she was finally honest, her hand movements did not change, but she slowly closed her eyes.

At this moment, the two of them are so close.

The breath that is close to each other can be sprayed on each other's face.

He could fall asleep peacefully, but Song Qinghuan could not. He was flustered and short of breath, and did not dare to breathe.

She also knows that when she protects herself from the cold, she is not really asleep.

To be honest, she really didn't understand Shi Yuhan, the look in his eyes, his tone of voice, his expression, and the reason why he did everything.

In fact, it also includes his sometimes gentleness, sometimes poisonous tongue, and sometimes indifference.

But soon after getting along, she feels that she still knows him to a certain extent. When she knows that he is not smiling, it does not mean that he is angry.

Knowing that he has a cold face does not mean that he is really cold.

Of course you will also know that when he is gentle, it does not mean that he is kind to you.

So she couldn't understand him, and didn't understand what he meant by holding her to bed now.

He obviously hugged him, but she clearly felt the coldness of his body.

That kind of coldness is not the body, his body is hot, and that kind of coldness comes from his heart.

His heart is like snow in the North Pole, left in the low temperature for many years, which always makes her afraid to approach easily.

The night is black and the wind is high, and the lone man and widow sleep together. It is very fascinating. If she tells Mei Jun that she and a man often sleep under a quilt, Mei Jun will definitely laugh to death.

Ugh! Song Qinghuan sighed in her heart.

There was no movement for a long time. She thought that Shi Yuhan should be going to sleep, but when she moved her body, Shi Yuhan suddenly said, "Sleep, don't move anymore."

Song Qinghuan froze immediately and didn't dare to move anymore.

Later, she felt that she was too buns and too obedient, and the more she thought about it, the more frustrated, so she clenched her fists and gnashed her teeth: I just moved, what can you do to me, can it still eat me?

Shi Yuhan seemed to be aware of what she was thinking, still closed her eyes, and said faintly: "If you really want to eat you, then you will be satisfied."

Song Qinghuan was shocked, staring wide-eyed when he watched from the cold, God, he still closed his eyes.

can……

But how does he know, what is she thinking?

She can be sure that she didn't sneer out just now.

After a long time, Yuhan didn't make any movement, still closing his eyes in silence.

Staring at him for a long time, without an instant, Song Qinghuan's eyes finally became sore, her long eyelashes blinked, and she closed her eyes slightly and eased.

After that, she was determined to watch Shi Yuhan, with a well-defined face with delicate features, and suddenly asked: "Shi Yuhan, do you have anyone you like?"

If he has someone he likes, he definitely can't let him hold himself like this again.

Because it is extremely unfair to him or to her.

Of course it was also because she knew herself and seemed to have strange thoughts about him.

If he has someone he likes, she will definitely not let her emotions grow, and she will quickly stifle.

Shi Yuhan ignored him, and he heard long breaths, as if he was already asleep.

Song Qinghuan pursed her small mouth, put her hand on Shi Yuhan's delicate face, and gently swung two empty fists.

His eyelashes are really long and his eyelids are so thin, Song Qinghuan couldn't help touching it with his fingers.

When she saw Yuhan, she didn't react. She was like a kid who had succeeded in a prank, biting her lip and suppressing a smile, but she couldn't help it. She unconsciously pursed her mouth and laughed.