Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan curled up her fingertips into a fist. After shouting loudly, she pushed the car door and ran out. When she stayed in the car with Yuhan, her heart would explode.

She rushed into the villa as if she had fled, as if there was a jackal, tiger and leopard behind her. When she stayed, she kept her brows furrowed and her thin lips tightened.

Entering the door, she met Jin Lin, who was sitting in the living room watching TV and glanced at her lightly, just as she always did, only when she was air.

Song Qinghuan didn't make any stay, and returned to his bedroom as quickly as possible.

Thinking about how long Jin Lin will stay in the villa and when she will return to China, she really doesn't live under the same roof with her at all.

Jin Lin looked at Song Qinghuan's back and raised her brows faintly. She felt something was not right. Did she quarrel?

It seems unlikely. Shi Yuhan believes in this girl so much, and the possibility of quarrel seems very low?

Forget it, let's just watch, anyway, it will be a matter of time to separate, she is not optimistic about this pair at all.

Shi Yuhan returned to the room and took a shower. After lying in bed for half an hour, he heard the door opening clearly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Shi Yuhan.

He looked for clothes, went into the bathroom to take a shower, as if nothing had happened, then sat down by the bed.

When the bed collapsed slightly, Song Qinghuan sat up: "I'll go to the guest room!"

Seeing that she was about to get up and leave, Yuhan's eyes became cold and he pulled her past her.

Song Qinghuan staggered and lay back again.

Her eyes were cold, and she was a little angry and said, "Then you go back to your own room?"

She really became more and more hypocritical, he really spoiled her, Shi Yuhan said indifferently: "No, you are more comfortable to sleep than my bed."

Song Qinghuan murmured his lips: "Then, that room is for you to sleep, I'll go to the guest room."

Lovers' quarrels are just superficial things.

In my heart, Song Qinghuan really didn't feel angry about Shi Yuhan, and Shi Yuhan was pretending to be indifferent, just to let Song Qinghuan know that he should be told about the regulations in the future.

Seeing that they are arguing, they are actually a pair of men and women in love. Because they are jealous and hypocritical, you push me and I push you.

Shi Yuhanxie cursed his lips and said with a venomous tongue: "Song Qinghuan, ears are growing grass, I mean'you', sleeping more comfortably than my bed."

"Time protects against the cold!" Song Qinghuan was so angry that he was about to get up again.

But Shi Yuhan turned over and pressed her leisurely.

Immediately, the fiery lips pressed hard against her lips.

Shi Yuhan kissed her lips fiercely, like a traveler in the desert who was thirsty to the extreme, sucking the sweet spring water greedily.

"Um..." Song Qinghuan, who had recovered, pushed him very hard, and beat him on the back to show her resistance.

Shi Yuhan is domineering, just not letting go of her, holding her hands together on the top of her head to fix it, leaning into her teeth and plundering, sucking the tip of her tongue wantonly | rubbing.

Song Qinghuan was ups and downs violently, pedaling on the sheets, her slender waist stood up and wanted to resist, but she was crushed to death.

Song Qinghuan was about to suffocate, and a little bit of pain flashed across his small face. Taking advantage of the time when he was removing clothes, he flew up and kicked him.

Fortunately, she kept her feet in check and kept her feet in check, otherwise the pain would make him roll on his bed.

"Is it possible to kick casually there? See how I punish you!" Shi Yuhan's dark voice sounded, and the danger rose rapidly.