Dear Mr. Shi

"Yo!! When you stay away from the cold, you usually bring people over, and you never said that because I am the hostess, I have to agree to it."

After that, Song Qinghuan snorted coldly: "Obviously use me as a shield!"

Shi Yuhan kissed her on the cheek: "They go, only for a day or two, and most of the time they are not in the villa, and will not disturb you, but Han Qianqian is different. She went, it is very likely that she will make trouble. terribly upset."

Song Qinghuan thought for a while, then sighed: "Let Yuandong make a call later and tell Han Qianqian not to come to the company. I agree to her to live at home."

Shi Yuhan raised his eyebrows: "You actually agreed. It seems that you want to fear that the world will not be chaotic."

Song Qinghuan frowned, how could you not understand my painstakingly angry expression: "It's not that I want to fear that the world will not be chaotic, but the matter between the three of them must be resolved. The more procrastinated, the more it is a hidden danger, and it is innocent. No matter. How can't hurt her, and I also believe that Han Qianqian's character, she should...will let go, she said before, because her mother was killed by the third, so does she hate being a third?"

Shi Yuhan replied: "The problem is that in Han Qianqian's heart, she feels that she and Shi Annuo fall in love, and they have to know each other first. It was Wen Zhaozhao who intervened first, so she thought Wen Zhaozhao was the mistress."

Song Qinghuan: "So, someone needs to enlighten her. She has no friends and has always been alone. Although she framed me, she never really wanted to hurt me. Moreover, we had a relationship before. Not bad, plus Shi Annuo is your brother again. We can't handle this matter properly. How can other people care about this mess."

"Then do what you said," Shi Yuhan said, holding Song Qing in his arms tighter, his arms clasping Song Qinghuan like iron tongs, and he couldn't even move it.

"That's it, finished? Then I'm going back, and my daughter has to breastfeed." Song Qinghuan was vaguely unhappy, because Shi Yuhan didn't tell everyone her identity just now.

I believe that no matter that woman, I hope that my man will say that this is my beloved woman when he introduces himself to others.

Don't look at what this place is, what if someone breaks in.

Shi Yuhan didn't finish speaking, just put it on her shoulders and neck, and his heavy breathing was tingling in her ears, making Song Qinghuan's whole body inexplicably hot.

Especially at the moment, they were in Shi's cold-proof office, the door had not been locked, it seemed that someone would come in at any time, which made her feel a guilty conscience.

Song Qinghuan felt extremely ashamed, and couldn't help but curse lightly to keep out the cold: "Don't make trouble, don't play hooligans!"

Shi Yuhan's lips still linger between Song Qinghuan's white neck and ears, and his mouth is vague: "No, I just like to play hooligans on you..."