Dear Mr. Shi

She was also going to give herself a shower, but when she got to the bathroom, just as she was worried that she didn't bring a change of clothes, the bathroom door opened, and a pair of arms suddenly embraced her from behind her.

Song Qinghuan was startled and struggled subconsciously, but was held tighter.

Shi Yuhan clung to her closely behind her, and whispered in her ear, with a hoarse magnetism in her voice: "Song Qinghuan, how much do you like children."

Speaking of this, Song Qinghuan sank inexplicably, and said coldly: "Shi Yuhan, I like children or not, what does it have to do with you? Anyway, I won't have children with you..."

"Hush." ​​Shi Yuhan's exhaled heat sprayed on her ears, lowering her voice: "Be quiet, don't wake up the baby."

"Oh... didn't you when you were a big boss who hated children the most? Didn't you want children? When did you pity the baby so much," Song Qinghuan said mockingly.

Shi Yuhan hugged her tightly, stretched out and held her hand, rubbing her head, following his movements, rubbing Song Qinghuan's buttocks.

So charming, so tempting...

"Shi Yuhan, what are you doing, let me go!" Song Qinghuan was annoyed, his face flushed.

"Don't let go!" Shi Yuhan's slender hand slowly moved around Song Qinghuan's waist, and his body pressed closer to her.

At this moment, Song Qinghuan could clearly feel that he was already firmly against her...

"You!" Song Qinghuan turned his head angrily, and when he wanted to scold him, Shi Yuhan's waiting lips kissed you.

The black-bellied man just waited for her.

"Hmm~~" Song Qinghuan began to bite his teeth desperately, but refused to let it go, and refused to let Shi Yuhan enter!

But when the two were together for so long, Shi Yuhan knew how to tease her, kissed lingeringly, put her lower lip in her mouth and bit, one by one, slowly, so that Song Qinghuan's body became weak.

She lost her mind, and her teeth opened involuntarily.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he immediately drove straight in, looting frantically in her lips.

The kiss seemed as long as a century, and if Song Qing hadn't suffocated happily, Shi Yuhan seemed to have continued.

After being released, Song Qinghuan's breath was quick, biting his lip, wanting to yell at him shamefully!

But when she saw the sleeping baby on the bed, she had to endure bitterly, staring at him, gritting his teeth, and bursting out his name word by word: "Time protects you from the cold, you!"

This bad man, she used this to protest against him.

"Huan'er." It wasn't Song Qinghuan, but Huan'er. Shi Yuhan called her name. This "Huan'er" with infinite tenderness almost melted the iceberg.

Song Qinghuan was shocked, how could he call himself that way? But when he called himself that, his whole heart seemed to melt.

Shi Yuhan gently moved her body, facing herself, touching her forehead lightly, looking at her affectionately, his eyes were deep and faint, as if he was about to engulf Song Qinghuan's entire soul.

Song Qinghuan melted into Shi Yuhan's voice and gaze, gently lowering his eyes, a little shy, not daring to look directly into his eyes.

Being bewildered was only an instant, and Song Qinghuan soon recovered his sanity again.

This faceless and skinless man is really self-willed. He takes her for a while, gets divorced for a while, stays alive for a while, brutalizes her for a while, and is so gentle for a while.