Dear Mr. Shi

Not far away, the two of them still got wet.

As soon as I got on the car, the regulations had already wiped the paper towels and asked Song Qinghuan if he wanted to find a local word to buy clothes and change before eating. Song Qinghuan felt that this was too exaggerated and said that he had nothing to do and asked him to drive quickly. She starved to death.

The regulations were ordered, and I didn't dare to be half-hearted, no longer wiping the test, and the lock was opened and the gear was ready to go.

Song Qinghuan saw that he was so anxious that the rain on his forehead hadn't been wiped off, and couldn't help but say: "Forehead, wipe it before driving, don't be so in a hurry."

Regulations and wanted to wipe the raindrops, and then step on the accelerator, but suddenly his mind turned, he played a rogue: "Huanhuan, you help me."

"No, you wipe it yourself!" The act of helping to wipe your face is very intimate, so she shouldn't help. If you don't do it well, it will cause misunderstanding of the charter.

The regulations are not in compliance: "Hurry up, I don't have any hands!"

As he said, he stepped on the accelerator and compulsively said to Song Qinghuan: "A drop of water on the forehead will affect the line of sight, and if it affects the line of sight, it will affect the driving. What if there is a car accident, hurry up!"

It was so serious, and already drove forward, Song Qinghuan had no choice but to pick up the tissue and raise his hand to wipe off the drops of water on his forehead for him.

The corner of the charter's mouth evokes a simple smile, which is tender and affectionate.

In the city swallowed by rain, there was a Maybach parked on the street opposite this car. It was the one Song Qinghuan had just ridden in. However, Shi Anuo and Chen Tian were no longer in the car, only Shi Yuhan.

He clasped his hands on the steering wheel and watched what was happening across the street, his face was obviously cold for several minutes.

This woman has told her that she should cleanse her body during marriage, and find any true love after the divorce. She even dared to flirt with other men.

He seemed to remind her of the content of the contract.

Thinking like this, Shi Yuhan took out the phone and called Song Qinghuan.

The bell rang, and Song Qinghuan habitually took out the phone from her bag.

The three words "Emperor of the Earth" are displayed on the screen, which is Song Qinghuan's nominal name for the telephone number of Yuhan.

Thinking of his ruthlessness, Song Qinghuan couldn't help frowning, but still answered the phone: "Hello?"

"Immediately, immediately, go home!" The indifferent male voice, with supreme majesty, commanded coldly.

"..." Song Qinghuan bit her lip and said nothing.

Shi Yuhan's domineering voice rang again: "Don't let me say it a second time."

Song Qinghuan snorted and hung up the call.

After staring at the phone screen for a long time, her eyes flashed slightly, and she randomly added the number that protects her from the cold to the blacklist.

(PS: Today is over. There are a few things in these two days, and there will be less late and less late. Let’s do more in two days. Finally, let’s announce today’s lucky readers: ①How yuan is zi?)