Dear Mr. Shi

He looked at her for a while, his hands hanging on his side opened and closed, and finally leaned over to pinch her chin, with no gentle force at all: "Let go."

She really let go obediently, very obedient and obedient, and smiled foolishly at her, that foolish smile was somewhat mechanical.

This didn't seem to be the reaction that an average girl should have. He didn't notice the ambiguity of lone men and widows living in the same room. He didn't speak or ran away, but looked at him silly, which really made him feel weird.

He looked at her in surprise and scanned her face for a minute.

She didn't have any shyness or embarrassment at this moment, except for a smirk, there was only a smirk, and a smirk that made people not bully, seemed to feel very sorry for her.

He opened the collar of his shirt and sat on the sofa next to him: "Don't laugh, get up and dance for me!"

She really didn't laugh anymore, and immediately got up and danced, all kinds of dances, anyway, she kept dancing without stopping him.

After waking up, her whole body was sore, that's how it came.

"Don't jump, go take a shower." He looked at her, curling his lips and thinking, there seemed to be some things, if she could do it herself, he would really save a lot of trouble.

She really stopped jumping, and obediently went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Without closing the bathroom door, he started to undress as soon as he entered, and then stood under the shower head in a daze.

It was clear from his direction, he didn't remind her, just watched her take a shower, and then lay down on the bed.

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Looking at Song Qinghuan who was smirking at this moment, Shi Yuhan knew that she was drunk as he thought.

Just want to verify his guess, and didn't want to pay attention to her meaning, he turned around blankly, ready to leave...

After a few steps, he finally turned back.

The night is like water, when standing against the cold when standing against the light, a face is hidden in the darkness, and smoke is faintly visible all over. He opened his lips lightly, "Don't laugh, go to sleep in the house!"

Song Qinghuan didn't laugh anymore, and stepped obediently, preparing to enter the house.

Shi Yuhan also turned around to go back, but after walking a few steps, he never heard any movement behind him.

There should be a sound when opening the door, but there is no sound.

He who didn't want to pay any attention, stopped again, looked back, and saw Song Qinghuan holding on to the wall, now looking at him eagerly.

He squinted his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "No key?"

It is unnecessary to ask this question, because Song Qinghuan would not care about him at all.

Shi Yuhan wanted to turn around and ignore her and let her stay outside for one night, but she looked at him without smirking, like a homeless stray cat.

Finally, Shi Yuhan took his key and opened the door to let Song Qinghuan enter the house.

Whether she went to bed next or stayed for one night has nothing to do with him.