Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan lowered his face and stared at him: "Regulations, please respect yourself!"

The regulations pressed her thin lips tightly, and firmly grasped Song Qinghuan's arm, looking faintly angry.

But he resisted it again and looked straight into Song Qinghuan’s eyes, "Huanhuan, do you know that when I received your message, I couldn’t eat or sleep, and all of my mind was you. , I have been entangled whether to come back or not, I thought that maybe you have been working hard to coax me by speaking out, but I am like a gambler, even if there is only one ten thousandth hope, I still don’t want to give up, still I'm back, but can you..."

"Regulations, I really haven't sent you a text message, you, let me go!" Song Qinghuan interrupted him, struggling hard, but still struggling: "Don't let go, I want to sue you for sex|harassment!"

The regulations sneered, and his eyes widened with some irritation and astonishment: "Song Qinghuan, what do you think of me? Have you quarreled with Shi Yuhan, that's why you sent me a message. Now that you are reconciled, you don't want to Admit it."

Song Qinghuan shook his head and said angrily: "We did not quarrel, we have been very good, I beg you not to bother us again, okay? I will answer your call today, just to officially tell you that my marriage with him has become a real Marriage, constitution, I will not divorce him again, I am already with him, I beg you to stop pestering me, okay?"

The charter felt that his brain exploded at the moment, and he had always been arrogant, and he had suffered many setbacks here in Song Qinghuan.

Those suppressed frustrations all rushed out at this moment and turned into unwillingness.

He sneered, clasped Song Qinghuan's wrists, and slammed her, with the other hand, he lifted her waist, together with Song Qinghuan, let her lean against his chest.

"Regulations!" Song Qinghuan whispered, and when he tried to push him away, the shadow suddenly fell.

There was a dangerous murderous look in the eagle-like eyes of the regulations, and with cold despair, he bowed his head and kissed Song Qinghuan.

"... asshole!" Song Qinghuan began to write aside, and couldn't help kicking him with his foot.

The rule's kiss fell on Song Qinghuan's face, frowning, and he held her face with his hands again, trying to make her face him.

Song Qinghuan pushed him angrily. When he couldn't push away, he raised his hand and slapped his face on the charter. His nails scratched his face, scratching a few red marks.

Pain, let the charter cover his face, and took two steps subconsciously.

His face was pale, and he looked at Song Qinghuan dumbfounded, his entire mind buzzing.

Song Qinghuan's face flushed red: "Regulations, I have never sent you a message. I don't like you. What I like is Shi Yuhan. I want to be with him. I just want to be with him. I can tell you, is that enough?"

The excitement sounded sharply into the charter's ears, like a nail slammed into his heart.

That is, **** pain!

He yelled at Song Qinghuan: "What do you think of me? You didn't send a message..."

With that said, the regulations took out his mobile phone, clicked on the message and lifted it to Song Qinghuan, "What is this? Isn't this your mobile phone number?"

Because of his excitement, Song Qinghuan couldn't see the contents of his mobile phone as his hands kept shaking.

She was extremely annoyed, and there was a trace of stubbornness in her eyes, "You...enough! The regulations, you can't stop for a while, don't pester me again!"