Dear Mr. Shi

Shi Yuhan slowly turned back to his handsome face, his black eyes squinted slightly, with the cruel and cold blood of gazing at all things, almost instantly freezing the blood of a person's whole body.

Only one glance at Song Qinghuan was already terrified. She bit her lip and stared at him, her eyes flushed. She was both wronged and scared, innocent and cute.

Suddenly, Shi Yuhan raised his hand...

Song Qinghuan thought he was going to slap her back, and closed his eyes subconsciously.

As a result, her jaw was caught, and the scorching breath approached, and his lips kissed her, sucking and kissing hard, gnawing wildly with fierce aggression.

Song Qinghuan opened his eyes sharply again, panicked and opened his head sideways, trying to avoid his lips, "When you stay away from the cold, let go...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

She struggled, trying to push away his strong shackles, and beat him desperately in the chest.

Unexpectedly, his hands were held by one of his hands, and they were pulled and pressed against the top of his head. Shi Yuhan posted his whole body.

He swallowed all the small whimpers, her mouth and nose were full of his masculine breath, so that her head began to dizzy, her eyes became dizzy and her focus became lost, her lungs twitched. , As if about to faint...

The two legs that were originally resisting gradually opened unconsciously, and were forced to loop around his waist.

Shi Yuhan locked her waist and plunged suddenly, leading her to swim in the ocean of desire.

Not enough, not enough...

When she gradually awoke from the chaos, Song Qinghuan only felt that her body was as if she had been tortured, her body was soft without a trace of strength, and it seemed that her breathing only relied on her body's instincts.

What's more sad is that under the endless aches and pains, the sensitive points of the body are still shining, and there are traces of tingling pleasure|feel, letting the mind that escapes pain be enjoyed.

At this moment, the culprit hugged her tightly from behind, buried his head in her neck, and the scorching breath sprayed all over his neck.

Shi Yuhan, this bastard, she gnashed her teeth and cursed him viciously in her heart.

Lifting her eyes, Shi Yuhan looked at her limp, with only eyelids moving. The cold face of a devil suddenly dyed a smile, as if thousands of years of ice and snow melted into boundless spring|water, so beautiful!

He kissed her face and whispered in her ear: "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

Song Qinghuan was in a mess in the wind. She was angry and she didn't want to. She was forced by him. This was the case for the first time, and it was the same for the second time.

But why did it appear to him, but it seems that the two are emotionally mingled and merged together?

This arrogant, cold-bellied man, he really regarded himself as the emperor.

I'm so mad at her! ! !

Song Qinghuan grinds his teeth fiercely: "I want to eat your meat and drink your blood."

Shi Yuhan was not angry, but stretched out his arms in front of her: "Okay, eat quickly, drink quickly, there is still your breath on it."

(PS: Youmu thinks this scene is so lovely, haha. Do you think Erhuan would you like to take a bite? The update is completed today, and finally, let’s announce the lucky readers the day before yesterday and yesterday. .)