Dear Mr. Shi

Uh! Song Qinghuan was ashamed: "So you mean, the reason you let me be your wife forever is because you think getting married is very troublesome... Then I don't..."

Shi Yu's cold eyes narrowed her to interrupt her, and the threat was silent: "Why, you don't want to?"

"Who would want to break such a reason!" Song Qinghuan was terrified of his lewd silver, and only dared to mutter in a low voice.

"Hmm!!" Shi Yuhan narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Immediately, he wicked lips, his expression was stained with jokes, and asked softly in her ear: "You didn't want to, then what were you afraid of?"

Song Qinghuan was taken aback for a moment, blinking as he watched to keep out the cold.

After a while, she reacted violently, her face blushing, and her expression a little faint: "Afraid? What are you afraid of? What are you talking about, I don't understand."

In fact, when Shi Yuhan suddenly spoke out, she was indeed a little scared.

She felt that the matter was clarified, then her marriage contract with Shi Yuhan is estimated to be terminated.

Thinking that she will leave far away from now on, when she never sees from now on to keep out the cold, she feels dull and a little painful, which makes people particularly uncomfortable.

Shi Yuhan said: "You are dishonest!"

Song Qinghuan blushed, and counterattacked instinctively: "You are dishonest."

"You obviously like me." Shi Yuhan's deep eyes seemed to see her through.

"Who likes you!" Song Qinghuan was shocked and angry, her face flushed, she stared fiercely when she stayed out of the cold, obviously lacking confidence: "Don't want to say again, I have been seduce you, I tell you, I don't have Seduce you, you are less stinky!!"

The more she said, her little face became redder.

Just because Chen Tian, ​​who founded the country in front, kept shaking his shoulders, he seemed to be unable to help but laugh, and was about to hold back an internal injury.

She was so ashamed that she confronted Yuhan's eyes that seemed to penetrate everything.

Suddenly, Song Qinghuan vented the last trace of confidence, admit it, nothing.

She took a deep breath, looked at him with a pair of clear and clear eyes, and while decisively acknowledging him, she also came up with a simple rhetorical question: "Yes! What about you?"

This kind of frankness, so frank without concealing any emotions, was stunned by the cold.

Immediately, he curled his lips and smiled, laughing so much, and then tightly held Song Qinghuan's hand.

interlocking fingers.

The grasp at this moment, until a long time later, Song Qinghuan could feel that when Shi Yuhan held her hand on this day, it conveyed that calm strength, hot temperature, and affectionate lingering, as if expressing, His heart is the same as hers.

Even when Yuhan said to her ruthlessly one day that she didn't have any affection for her, she would not believe it.

Night, excitement|unlimited love.

Shi Yuhan sucked on her blushing lips, hooked her tongue lingeringly, and at the same time, he entered fiercely.

"Hmm--" Song Qinghuan's voice overflowed from the intertwined lips.

Shi Yuhan resisted the rising desire, suddenly raised his upper body, and if he admired it deeply, Song Qinghuan, lying under him, had the little face in confusion.

For a long time, without moving, Song Qinghuan, who was slapped with desire, seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss.

She feels uncomfortable|Itchy is about to go crazy, her hands are hooked to keep out the cold, biting her lip and looking at him, her eyes are eager.

"Who am I?" Shi Yuhan's voice was hoarse and sexy.

"Shi, Yu, and cold." Song Qinghuan's breath was unstable and her voice was unclear.

"Who do you like?"

"..." Song Qinghuan hesitated, staring at him sullenly.

When Yuhanxie curled his lips, he resolutely withdrew a point regardless of the tightness of ecstasy in the woman's body.

"Time protects against cold, time protects against cold..."

A pair of black eyes are instantly radiant and amazingly bright, and they are heavy and heavy...