Dear Mr. Shi

In the morning, a morning sun shines through the slits of the curtains on the man sleeping soundly on the bed, making him feel like a golden light, like a psychedelic **** in a fairyland.

Song Qinghuan's obsidian-like eyes were moist and agile, as he wandered around, his brain began to turn...

Didn't she sleep in the living room last night? Why did you run into the bed? Is it time Yuhan to hold her up?

The man who had been asleep suddenly felt a little awake.

He changed his sleeping position at will, with his big hand enough, he hooked on Shi's warm waist.

Shi Yuhan's body immediately rushed at him uncontrollably, and her nose hit his iron-walled chest, causing her to "hiss" with pain.

Shi Yuhan slowly opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth opened slightly, and he said softly, "Morning!"

His voice is **** and lazy, numb, soft and waxy.

Listening to Song Qinghuan, she felt that her bones were soft, especially when the two were facing each other, but only a few centimeters apart. When he spoke, the hot breath was all sprayed on her face.

At that moment, Song Qinghuan felt that the whole person was also numb and soft with his voice.

Seeing her stupidly still unable to get up, Shi Yuhan scratched her nose with a finger, "Why? I don't want to go to work today!"

Song Qinghuan looked embarrassed, and quickly got up from his arms, but there was still a shadow in his heart, and he was reluctant to enter the bathroom.

Standing at the door hesitating for a while, she turned to Shi Yuhan and smiled: "I'll change my clothes first. You can wash them first."

"Quickly go in and wash, I'll wait." Shi Yuhan leaned lazily on the head of the bed and gave her a faint glance. His eyes were calm and there was no ripple at all, and the tone of the command was also indistinguishable from his thoughts at the moment.

Song Qinghuan bit her lip, some want to cry.

Is he true or false? She was like this, it was obvious that she didn't dare to go in. His Bingtian was obviously good to her, and this one had been helping her. It was also very good to get up just now. Why was she suddenly so ruthless?

Seeing her at the door for dozens of seconds, she didn't know what she was thinking, Shi Yuhan said in a deep tone, "Song Qinghuan, if you are late today, you will deduct all your salary for this month."

Song Qinghuan frowned slightly, staring at him angrily, in disbelief.

But he didn't hesitate anymore, opened the door of the bathroom and walked in. You have to take this step. Sooner or later, let's talk about what I'm afraid of. It's just a doll and it's not true. Besides, it has already been cleaned.

Shi Yuhan watched her disappearing to the bathroom door, faintly curled her lips, with a slight smile.

Escape is not the solution. She can escape for a while but can't escape. There are some things she has to face.

Five minutes before leaving get off work at noon that day, Zhao Jingnan gave Song Qinghuan a document and asked her to take it to the president's office on the top floor to find the boss to sign.

"Huh?" Song Qinghuan was taken aback. Yu Yang had always been in charge of the clerical work related to the top floor, so why did she call her?

Bai Rubing next to him saw Song Qinghuan's appearance, thinking she was unwilling, and felt that it was a good opportunity for herself, and quickly stepped forward and smiled: "Qinghuan, do you have an appointment? Then I will help you get it."

Song Qinghuan was about to say: "Okay!" Zhao Jingnan preemptively said: "Are you done with your own things? What about the annual meeting form I asked you to make in the morning? Don't give it to me!"

Bai Rubing said weakly and weakly: "Manager, didn't you mean..."