Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan took his hands together and put them on top of his head, and then tied them up with his belt.

Although she was tied up, Shi Yuhan was in such a good mood that she did not resist at once, and instead asked her: "Is it fun?"

"Fun!" Song Qinghuan gave him a charming look, then pulled up his shirt, reached in with a hand, pressed his skin, and winked at him ambiguously: "The more fun is still behind."

Shi Yuhan raised his eyebrows: "Let's wait and see!"

"Ask a question first!" Song Qinghuan slid his hand slowly, slowly taking off his clothes, "Although you have always been a person who is not good at expressing, but you have said something you want to say, why do you always Are you all aware of this when you’re with me every time? Does it feel fun to torture me?"

Then he hummed three words: "Sadism?"

Shi Yuhan replied: "In my cognition, I think this is the most direct way to express love. Love is a verb. Love a person, so you can understand her body. Are you satisfied with this answer? "

"Hey, it's pretty satisfied," Song Qinghuan smirked twice, then kissed the warm lips when kissing, and then smirked on him, "I know where you are most sensitive?"

Immediately, she felt the body of the man under her suddenly tense, and Song Qinghuan immediately acted like a bad boy who got candy: "Look, see, I'm not wrong, you really...haha!"

Shi Yuhan's eyes narrowed slightly: "Huan'er, did you have a great time, didn't you?"

"Yeah, and I plan to continue playing." Song Qinghuan smiled.

Shi Yuhan warned: "You are sure that at the end, you will not suffer."

"You are **** by me, I said that you need a card!" The moment she finished speaking proudly, the whole person was slightly stunned.

Because Shi Yuhan's hands, which were originally tied by a belt, suddenly became free and clasped her waist.

Before she could react, she turned over and changed the positions of the two of them.

Song Qinghuan was startled: "You...you...how do you..."

"How did I loosen it?" Shi Yuhan kissed her lips and smiled evilly: "You want to tie me up with such a trick. Are you underestimating your husband?"

"So..." The unfinished words were sealed by the overbearing kiss, and he said in a vaguely words: "So next, you are ready to beg for mercy!"

Song Qinghuan Lei: What do you want to do if you say it is good?

Seeing that the flames of war were about to go out of control, Shi Yuhan's cell phone rang aside.

Shi Yuhan himself planned to ignore it, but Song Qinghuan pushed him, "Quickly pick up, what if something happens?"

The good atmosphere was interrupted, Shi Yuhan's face was slightly tense, and his tone was very good: "Say!"

Not knowing what was said on the other end, Shi Yuhan frowned and said: "I know, this is over!" Then he hung up the phone.

Song Qinghuan watched him get up and put on his clothes, "What's wrong? What happened?"

"I'm going to the hospital?" Shi Yuhan was in a particularly bad mood.

Song Qinghuan jumped off the bed and looked at him and asked worriedly: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Shi Yuhan looked at her: "You go with me too, you will know when you go."

(PS: Three chapters first, and the rest of the night, okay ^_^. Finally, ask for a ticket, baby, use your ticket to smash me, I love...)