Dear Mr. Shi

Shi Yuhanxie curled his lips: "It just fits you as a hooligan!"

Trapped, Song Qinghuan almost vomited blood with anger. She really wanted to keep her warm from the cold, but her hands and feet were trapped, and she didn't use it at all, so she decided to give Shih an iron head skill to protect her from the cold.

When her body was subconsciously leaping upwards, Shi Yuhan realized her intention, and she dodged slightly, and a cold, low voice sounded with a warning: "Song Qinghuan, do you know what the consequences will become? ?"

"How can it be? Is it possible that you can kill me in this unfamiliar place," Song Qinghuan ignored Shi Yuhan's warning, and his body was struggling to climb towards it, seemingly to keep away from the cold when he didn't hit it.

However, Shi Yuhan's light and fluttering movement made her efforts vain.

And with a move along the way, Song Qinghuan's body was pressed against the wall next to her, and she looked at her deeply, with a mist in her eyes, deep and bottomless.

Breathing, turning to me, looking at my eyes and smiling faster than usual.

The distance between the two of them was very close, and Song Qinghuan was already afraid to get out of the air. When she looked at it, her eyes were as cold as winter, as dangerous as the wind is blowing in a deep pool.

Under such gaze, Song Qinghuan's breathing suddenly became strange.

She swallowed, and her voice suddenly became dry: "If you don't go, you won't go. You let me go first, okay?"

Shi Yuhan didn't pay attention to her, but pressed her tightly.

Song Qinghuan clearly felt that there was a burning hard object under her body, and the hot feeling was transmitted to her body through the fabric fibers. She felt something commotion and clamor in her body.

I succeeded in seeing her blushing, Shi Yuhan was in her ears, her lips touched her earlobes, like a lover's words: "I want to take you to a place, where can I spend three days and three nights? You continue to be like this, I just want to spend three days and three nights in this room with you."

Song Qinghuan glared at her, squirming her lips: "Now I don't want to stay? You are really true!"

Her face started to get hot, and her body was firmly suppressed. Song Qinghuan tried to struggle, but was again severely pressed against the wall.

The scorching heat from the lower abdomen made Song Qinghuan’s legs soft, and her voice sounded dry again: "You said I will stay. If you don’t go back, you still let go! Besides, you don’t want to go back. I would not go back alone and then leave you behind."

When Yuhan's eyes were bright, she seemed to like this sentence very much, slowly let go of her body, and looked down at her.

Song Qinghuan turned his face away, glanced at his sculpturally handsome lips, and murmured: "Didn't you just say that you want to take me to a place, where?"

Shi Yuhan looked at her, curled his lips and smiled. He didn't say anything. He just took Song Qinghuan's hand and led her out of the hot spring hotel. He walked slowly, seeming aimlessly, and he seemed to be heading towards the goal. .

Finally they passed through rows of neatly trimmed trees and arrived at a dilapidated small mountain village.

Song Qinghuan asked Shi Yuhan where this was. Shi Yuhan told her that it was the most densely populated and also the poorest village in Yuncheng.

The weather is a bit cold, the village is calm, there is no one outside, everyone seems to be staying in the warm house.