Dear Mr. Shi

She glanced at Hua Miaomiao, and the love in her eyes deepened: "You are so amazing, why haven't you noticed it before."

"Uh..." Hua Miaomiao looked a little embarrassed by her straight and **** gaze.

He looked away, not looking at Jin Lin, but at Song Qinghuan: "You stand in front of the mirror, and I see there needs to be revised."

Song Qinghuan nodded, and turned around to stand in front of the mirror, and stretched out his hands for Hua Miaomiao to check and correct.

When the cold weather opened the door and came in, Jin Lin hurriedly stepped forward to him and said, "Isn’t it beautiful when I’m cold? Do you think it’s beautiful? I also have suggestions for wedding dress design."

The creditor came, Song Qinghuan looked back at Jin Lin with shame: "It was designed by Hua Miaomiao."

Jin Lin immediately ran to Hua Miaomiao again and smiled and said: "Of course I know that Miao Miao designed it. I just said that I had a suggestion, but did not say that he accepted my suggestion, right, Miao Miao!"

Hua Miaomiao glanced at her without making a sound. He just continued the work in his hand, holding a notebook to record that there still needs to be revised.

There are quite a few women who say they like him, but none of them are as straightforward as Jin Lin.

So Hua Miaomiao didn't know how she should get along with Jin Lin in order to be decent.

Shi Yuhan came to Song Qinghuan and looked at her eyes with a scorching light.

Yes, it is sure that it is beautiful as Jin Lin said, some make him unable to move his eyes, as if he can't believe that this is his Song Qinghuan.

Shi Yuhan raised her hand to hold her hand, and then rubbed it lovingly.

In fact, he really wanted to embrace Song Qinghuan's waist, and then embrace and kiss in his arms, but in front of outsiders, he still couldn't be too much.

He turned his eyes and glanced at Hua Miaomiao.

At this moment, Hua Miaomiao had already memorized everything to be repaired. He was very knowledgeable, put away the notebook and left with a smile.

Jin Lin would not stay as a light bulb when she was there, and immediately ran out like a bugger.

When there were only two people in the room, Shi Yuhan couldn't help it anymore, and immediately hugged Song Qinghuan, and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

This French kiss is lingering and charming, warm and charming.

It seemed that after a century, when Song Qing Huan was about to be unable to breathe, Shi Yuhan reluctantly let go of her.

He touched her forehead with his forehead and said softly: "Suddenly I don't want you like this. What if someone sees you?"

With a sweet smile on the corners of his mouth, Song Qinghuan tapped his face with a finger, and said slowly: "You are still afraid that I might not run away with others."

Shi Yuhan said softly: "That's definitely not afraid, but I don't want to be seen by others."

Song Qinghuan pouted, but smiled happily: "Stingy."

On the contrary, a charming smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Shi Yuhan echoed, "It's pretty stingy."

Song Qinghuan was amused by him, and stretched out his hand to push him out first, "You go out quickly, I will take off the wedding dress first, and then let Hua Miaomiao make changes."

Shi Yuhan thought for a while: "Well, it's too much trouble to take the wedding dress, so let Hua Miaomiao live at home these few days!"

Of course Song Qinghuan understood what Zi was playing in Shi Yuhan's heart.

She was slightly surprised, but then smiled again: "Okay, I understand, and I will look for opportunities. The sooner your auntie wants to marry out, the better!"

Shi Yuhan squeezed her little nose and raised her eyebrows with a smile.