Dear Mr. Shi

Shi Yu Leng had a cold face, turned around blankly, and then went to the bathroom, saying nothing during that time.

This immediately made Song Qinghuan feel that he had punched the cotton.

She opened her eyes wide and choked in her throat, unable to get out of her heart.

In this case, she kept maintaining the same posture until Shi Yuhan came out, and then negatively proved to Shi Yuhan that she was really angry at the moment.

Shi Yuhan came out of the bathroom, wiping his hair with a towel in his hand.

After taking a shower, he seemed to feel comfortable. He had forgotten the unpleasantness just now, but at the same time he seemed to have forgotten that Song Qinghuan was still in the same posture. He seemed as if nothing had happened before, and looked at Song Qinghuan: "You are still standing. Take a shower and sleep?"

Song Qinghuan tried her best to keep her face straight, expressionless and silent.

"If I were you, if I were to be angry, I would have to wash away all the dust and stains in the regeneration center." He said, he raised his eyes and looked at the time on the wall: "It's ten o'clock, are you sure you still have to stand still? Now."

It turned out that I didn't remember it, I just pretended not to know.

Song Qinghuan glared at him, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower.

She also felt that there was no need to stand any longer, it was time-consuming and labor-intensive here, because Shi Yuhan already knew that she was really angry.

Song Qinghuan came out of the bath, and while blowing her hair, Shi Yuhan's tall body came to her back, with a look of the world, with a domineering attitude, stretched out her hand to grab the hair dryer, "I'm coming!"

"Who wants you to come, give it back to me!" Song Qinghuan subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it.

Shi Yuhan forcibly pulled her body back to her, and turned on the hair dryer to dry her hair: "Song Qinghuan, can you always refuse when I speak."

The whirring sound of the hair dryer concealed this overbearing remark.

Song Qinghuan didn't hear it, and didn't want him to blow it anymore, but he obediently gave in.

But after blowing her hair, she still had a cold face, but in fact the anger in her heart had long since disappeared.

Not only because the object is Shi Yuhan, but because this is Song Qinghuan's character, her anger always comes and goes quickly.

Shi Yuhan squeezed her face, "I'm angry with a bun, just smile."

Song Qinghuan glanced at her coldly, then looked out the window and began to deliberately create a problem: "I don't want to laugh, unless someone can pick off the stars in the sky, or can make me laugh."

"A star, right? This one counts." Shi Yuhan said, suddenly acting like magic, took out a diamond ring that shone like a star, and handed it to Song Qinghuan.

Crystal diamonds, perfect cut, natural and pure, beautiful and noble.

"Now, put this star on your finger." Shi Yuhan's smiling eyes were filled with pity and love.

Song Qinghuan was deeply shocked, her expression was stunned, but her heartbeat was quickly overwhelmed by waves of intense warmth.

So she couldn't react, so she could only watch Shi foolishly to keep out the cold.

But it can be seen that her expression at the moment is pleasantly surprised, and her eyes are still glowing with joy.

"If a diamond can touch you so much, then I will give you one every day in the future." Shi Yuhan said, pulling Song Qinghuan's hand, and putting the bright diamond ring on Song Qinghuan's finger.

Song Qinghuan blinked, still a little unbelievable: "When did you buy the diamond ring?"

Shi Yuhan raised her hand and rubbed her hair: "I picked it up in the trash can."

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