Dear Mr. Shi

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

puff! trash can……

"Shi Yuhan!" Song Qinghuan became angry again, but this time, it was more like anger.

She had a pair of clear eyes with shame, and her teeth bite a little bit of her lips and opened slightly, as if she had a seductive charm.

Shi Yuhan couldn't help it, and kissed her lips, and sighed softly in her ear: "You're so cheating."

Uh! Song Qinghuan was full of black lines. When did she believe it, she certainly wouldn't believe that the trash can can pick up such a big diamond ring.

She is not a fool.

Looking down, looking at the six-carat large diamond ring in his hand, the bright diamonds are worn on the soft ring finger, as if crystal clear dew is falling on the beautiful rose petals, reflecting each other's noble and beautiful.

Song Qinghuan felt that this ring seemed to be tailor-made for her.

Turning her head and bending her mouth, she said softly: "I'm so cheating. Otherwise, how could it be possible that every time I jump my feet with anger, I will be fine again with a few words. By the way, you tell you Where did you pick up the diamond ring, I also want to pick one up and put it on your hand."

This man would never be a little gentler every time, he was obviously giving gifts sincerely, and he had to act so carelessly.

It's really annoying.

I thought it was annoying to keep out of the cold, but my mouth couldn't keep up with a smile.

It was obviously a joke, but Shi Yuhan nodded very seriously, "Okay, after the Chinese New Year, spring is here, let's go pick up the ring together."

Song Qinghuan was amused, and couldn't help it. He raised his head slightly and smiled at him.

Shi Yuhan met her eyes, then bowed her head to seal her lips.

The kiss ended briefly, slowly and tenderly, Shi Yuhan gently pressed the corners of her lips, and then rolled in, gently hooking his tongue, full of lingering.

Song Qinghuan's heart trembled slightly, and the whole person was like a tight bowstring. She stood on tiptoe slightly, holding her hands against the cold, and she leaned in his arms.

What it's like to love someone, it's probably like her, the heart is up and down, and the left and right are up and down, after being abused and crying, still want to be together.

After a day's journey, Shi Yuhan still had energy, but Song Qinghuan was extremely tired. After the kiss from Linglong, she fell asleep in Shi Yuhan's arms.

When she woke up again, it was already the next morning. Shi Yuhan was no longer by her side. She sat up, looked down at the ring in her hand, and whispered: "It turns out to be true, it really feels like a dream..."

Shi Yuhan's agreed voice rang in due course: "You can choose to be in a dream and never wake up."

With that, he walked out of the bedroom, had already taken a shower, his hair was half-dry and half-wet, and he was wiping it with a bath towel to the bed.

Immediately, dense kisses struck Song Qinghuan. Before Song Qinghuan could react, Shi Yuhan rolled over and pressed her under her body.

In the early morning, the sleeping man was very mental and physical. In this direction, Song Qinghuan was an expert in seeing the outdated boss, and could only be described by the word "terrible".

Today she didn’t think about it at all, because Shi Yuhan likes strawberries in her neck and collarbone. Today, when attending Shi Anno’s wedding, she wears a dress. Her dress is low-necked. If it leaves any traces, she won’t laugh .