Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan was made to wink like silk, and his body was limp and muddy, leaning against him and panting again and again.

However, unfortunately, the phone on Shi Yuhan's desk suddenly rang.

Shi Yuhan was naturally too lazy to pay attention, and continued to kiss Song Qinghuan's moist and soft lips.

But Song Qinghuan was suddenly awakened by the phone call, thinking that this was Shi Yuhan's office, and seeing his clothes half faded, he was shocked.

Shi Yuhan loosened her lips and lowered her head to bite her tiny earlobe.

Song Qinghuan trembled after the bite, and wanted to pull away, but he hugged her even more presumptuously, and reached out for the phone.

Song Qinghuan was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole to go in.

Without knowing what to say on the other end, Shi Yuhan hung up the phone. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Song Qinghuan pushed him away, becoming angry: "Shi Yuhan, you are really..."

The latter words were not spoken, Shi Yuhan kissed her deeply and hugged her tightly, as if to merge into one, so hot and intoxicated.

Song Qinghuan was almost suffocated, her mind was blank.

After a lingering kiss, he reluctantly let go of her: "I have an interview later, you go back to work."

"Beauty is here to interview you? I'm afraid I'll do you wrong!" Song Qinghuan said sourly, panting slightly.

"Jealous?" Shi Yuhan gently stroked Song Qinghuan's cheek, the smooth touch on his hand made his heart rippling.

I really want to ignore it and hug her directly into the lounge inside. Did this dried lentils give him some medicine? Otherwise, why would he make him so obsessed with her.

"Yeah!" Song Qinghuan pretended to be arrogant, stretched out his hand to knock off the cold hand, groaned, with a full little woman gesture: "I'm just jealous, are you very happy? You are so happy, do I want to sit Here, see that beauty interviews you now..."

"Huh?" Shi Yuhan raised his eyebrows and motioned for her to continue.

Song Qinghuan was choked with anger, and suddenly bit on Shi Yuhan's neck, saying that biting was actually sucking, leaving a hickey on his neck.

"I have gone to work, I have no time to talk to you." She stretched out her hand to protect from the cold, stood up from his lap, then smiled with a slightly coquettish look, and after giving him a grimace, she left in an instant.

Shi Yuhan leaned steadily on the back of the chair, lifting her elegant fingers and gently rubbing her neck. The calm and watery eyes revealed a hint of charm.

Song Qinghuan was waiting for the elevator at the door of the elevator. When the elevator opened, she saw Zhang Jie, who was wearing a black suit and sunglasses, with an elegant temperament.

She was the person who kept out the cold in the interview today? !

Unprepared, the picture that Shi Mu showed her that day suddenly flashed in his mind, and Shi Yuhan took Zhang Jie to the obstetrics and gynecology department.

Song Qinghuan lowered his eyes, and the originally cheerful mood suddenly seemed to be blocked by something, especially uncomfortable.

Zhang Jie was also slightly taken aback when she saw her, but immediately returned to her original expression.

Song Qinghuan felt that Zhang Jie would not be willing to care about herself, and she did not want to talk to Zhang Jie.

It's a stranger, it should be the common response of the two.