Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan's desire to die in the ocean is gone. How can a guy who values ​​sex and despise friends leave her alone? Obviously, I have to exchange with the owner of this seat.

She also wanted to change positions, with Chen Tian, ​​who was sitting in a row with Yu Yang.

But Shi Yuhan had already sat down, a pair of slender thighs stretched forward, blocking all her way.

Song Qinghuan was about to let him give in, and the voice of the flight attendant rang: "Dear passengers, thank you for taking this flight. The plane is about to take off. Just remember your seat belt..."

Reluctantly, she had to sit down temporarily.

When the plane flew steadily, she kept her time in the air to keep out the cold, and finally turned her eyes to Song Qinghuan: "It's you, why are you here?"

Puff, Song Qinghuan almost vomited blood!

When Yu Yang introduced just now, she didn't pull her up to report her name. What did she mean by what she said now, ya ya, she was almost mad at her.

When Shi Yuhan finished saying this, he didn't want to wait for her to reply. After finding a comfortable position, he closed his eyes and calmed down.

Song Qinghuan was left uneasy about sitting and wanted to change with Chen Tian behind, but when he turned to look behind, Chen Tian also closed his eyes, as if sleeping.

Forget it, anyway, it took more than two hours to fly to Xiamen, and forbearance passed.

After figuring it out, Song Qinghuan adjusted his sitting posture, dismissed all the reveries, and then turned over the romance novel he had brought, that is, the novel that Li Qianze had read about Mei Jun, who was planning to make a TV series.

Looking around, Song Qinghuan suddenly found that the male lead inside was a bit like Shi Yuhan, who was scumbag, bad and black.

When she turned her eyes to Yuhan, Shi Yuhan seemed to be asleep, her expression was particularly soft, and the buttons on the collar of her shirt were unbuttoned, casual and lazy, not at all like the cold man she had remembered.

Bo Yang shone in from outside the window, lingering on him, lingering and lingering, as if blending with him, his whole body overflowing with golden light.

Such a man with such a temperament and such a face is really hard for people not to think about.

But even so, she would no longer have any illusions about him.

She will divorce him and will remarry in the future. She is a modern woman and will not consume her life for a scumbag.

She finds a man who loves herself and loves herself to get married, and then commute together every day, have dinner together, watch TV, discuss what to eat tomorrow, and discuss together when to travel and where to travel.

Just thinking about it, she suddenly met a pair of fiery eyes.

I don't know when, Shi Yuhan opened his eyes, and his deep eyes were filled with an inscrutable smile, and it got deeper and deeper. In the end, a smile came up on his lips, which was very playful.

Song Qinghuan returned to his senses abruptly, turned his eyes away, and continued reading.

"Song Qinghuan, do you like me?!" His indifferent voice rang softly.

Although he was asking Song Qinghuan, he said this, but it was a statement.

Song Qinghuan didn't expect that Shi Yuhan would actually say such a sentence, it was a little guilty, and it was shocked to short-circuit her brain.

She was obviously a little startled, and said dumbly, "Uh..." Then she reacted immediately and quickly denied: "Nothing!"

She did not dare to speak loudly, for fear that Yu Yang and Chen Tian behind would hear it.