Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan was so angry that he wanted to laugh when he was unreasonably condemned. This arrogant and domineering appearance also made her very moved.

Knowing that he actually cared about her, she felt very sweet in her heart.

She pursed her lips, and when she was about to say something, the sound of the car's engine suddenly rang in her ears.

Seeing someone driving into the villa, Song Qinghuan was ashamed, and quickly pushed away to protect him from the cold, and got up from the deck chair.

Shi Annuo got out of the car and watched Shi Yuhan languidly leaning back on the recliner with a displeased expression on his face, while Song Qinghuan's hair was a bit messy, his face was a little red, and his lips were a little red and swollen.

He thought for a while, and suddenly said in surprise: "Oh my God, you two were just now, right?"

Song Qinghuan blushed and said, "Shi Annuo, what are you talking about?"

He looked at Song Qinghuan with emotion, and then looked at Shi Yuhan: "...haha, brother, your hobby is really special, you like things that are done in the sky, but it is better to pay attention during the day. "

Song Qinghuan hurriedly blushed and explained: "No, it's not like that. We are just when we are with our son."

Shi Annuo blinked his eyes and asked puzzledly: "You actually like it. When you accompany your son like this, would Zi Shi feel uncomfortable and not protest?"

Song Qinghuan helped her forehead, feeling that she really fell into the pit, and couldn't explain why.

Shi Annuo giggled and said, "Sister-in-law, we are all grown-ups, don't be shy!"

Seeing my wife being molested by Shi Annuo, I couldn't say anything. The boss finally stopped watching the show calmly, and said majesticly: "If there is nothing wrong, just get out of here!"

Uh! Shi Annuo sighed heavily, looking very melancholy: "Just kidding, brother, do you want to be so serious? Are you so serious every day, aren't you tired?"

Serious, serious, he was more evil than anyone else when there was no one, Song Qinghuan spit out fiercely in his heart.

Shi Annuo finished speaking, and then facing Shi Yuhan, he said in a low voice, "I have proposed to Cici."

"Really?" Song Qinghuan was so excited, and immediately asked expectantly: "Did she agree?"

Shi Yuhan also sat upright, as if waiting for Shi Annuo's answer.

Shi Annuo cracked his mouth and smiled: "She said that as long as I don't dislike her bad temper and are not afraid that she will torture me for a lifetime, she will agree!"

Song Qinghuan laughed happily: "That's great, congratulations, Anno."

Shi Yuhan remained expressionless, and asked in a solemn voice, "Are you sure she won't regret it again."

Shi Annuo laughed awkwardly and sighed: "I'm afraid she will go back and change her mind, so I decided to make the wedding next Wednesday."

Song Qinghuan joked: "Would you like to be so anxious, you are really afraid of her running away."

"Probably!" Shi Anuo rubbed his head, with a little green expression, which looked like his usual playboy.

He looked at Shi Yuhan: "Brother, I want to ask you to agree."

Shi Yuhan looked at him in his spare time: "It's not me that you want to ask for permission."

Shi Annuo lowered his eyes with an expression of doing something wrong: "I didn't plan to tell grandpa. Grandpa will definitely say that he will come in order and let Cici marry Guozheng. If the second uncle knows, he will definitely interfere again. I I don't want to give birth to branches!"

Song Qinghuan listened quietly, and quietly glanced at it to keep out the cold.

I saw that his expression was still indifferent, and his voice was cold: "Whatever you want, it's fine if you like it."