Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan stood up and staggered to the bathroom.

He almost fell several times in the middle, and he could only hold the wall and move forward.

At a small distance, I was sweating profusely when I arrived. In some parts of my body, the red ones are comparable to braised pig's feet!

She turned on the shower in the bathroom. Before the clothes could be taken off, she stood under the shower and poured cold water on her body to suppress the medicinal properties in her body.

Her lips pressed tightly, her eyelids drooped weakly, and a biting cold came from her body, her clothes soaked and tightly attached to her body, so cold that her eyelashes could not stop trembling slightly.

Under the torment of the two layers of ice and fire, Song Qinghuan's consciousness was blurred, and she slowly sat on the ground and curled into a ball.

The medicinal properties of "Blowing Love" should not be strong. After half an hour of cold water, the blood boiled in the body and was finally suppressed.

When Song Qinghuan woke up the next day, her body was shattered, and she felt that she couldn't even lift her fingers.

I really want to keep sleeping with my eyes closed for a while, but it doesn't work. Today is the first day she officially goes to work.

But it's really tired, but even worse!

The "Emperor of the Earth" who lived in the back building, that perverted, bastard, unexpectedly gave her a drink of "love"!

Did she kill him in the last life, or did she kill his family in the last life, unexpectedly using such a perverted trick to give her a prestige!

No matter what she did to him in the last life.

But in this life, at this moment, she really wanted to kill him to relieve her hatred.

But the murderer was against the law. It was too unworthy to sweat for this pervert, so she would not do such a stupid thing.

Cursed him, forgot to bring his wallet when he went out, had no money to pay for his meals, and was beaten out by the hotel! !

Song Qinghuan automatically made up his mind when thinking about it like this. Shi Yuhan was beaten out with a stick, and then she passed by gracefully, Shi Yuhan was lying on the ground, begging her to help pay for the bill.

Although it's fake, it's really cool to think about it, so happy!

When Song Qinghuan came down from the bedroom on the second floor, he saw Shi Yuhan looking at the newspaper beside the dining table in the living room.

The strong visual impact caused her to take a short step back subconsciously, clutching the railing with her little hand, and everything that happened last night slid through her mind automatically.

Song Qinghuan bit her lip, her face turned red and white.

Inhale and exhale deeply, and then step down again.

Aunt He, wearing an apron, walked over with a smile: "Mrs., early!"

Song Qinghuan smiled softly at her: "Morning!"

Aunt He automatically came to the table again and began to help Song Qinghuan prepare breakfast.

Song Qinghuan thought about it for a moment, and then walked toward the dining bed quietly, pulled away the chair at the dining table that was the farthest away from the cold and sat down, and glared at him harshly while he was reading the newspaper with his eyes down.