Dear Mr. Shi

His head froze for a moment, as if he still didn't understand how Song Qinghuan would sleep in his house.

But then he woke up again and his eyes softened. He thought of everything and the video. He didn't know what she was doing for the video.

Now, can it be done?

Thinking about it, Si Jianan stood up, and without disturbing Song Qinghuan as much as possible, took out a thin quilt from the bedroom to cover her.

After taking a hot shower from the bathroom, Si Jianan felt that he was much more relaxed. After applying the medicine and sleeping again, the effect was obviously excellent.

He wiped his hair and caught sight of the quilt originally covering Song Qinghuan's body. It accidentally slipped aside, so he hurried to cover her again.

Song Qinghuan slept very deep and soundly at the moment. It seemed that she had thought of a solution to everything. She looked more angry than that day.

Such Song Qinghuan is the Song Qinghuan he knows, and it is as vibrant as the grass in spring.

Si Jianan couldn't help raising his hand, slowly in the air, pointing to the outline of her facial features.

Finally couldn't help but wanted to reach out and touch her face on the spot. At this moment, Song Qinghuan's cell phone rang.

Song Qinghuan was awakened and suddenly sat up from the sofa.

She saw Si Jianan standing next to him, already taking a shower, wearing simple casual home clothes.

"Are you awake? Has the fever subsided? Is the injury better?" Song Qinghuan opened the quilt and sat up, then reached for his mobile phone.

"Too much for you, I feel refreshed now." Si Jianan smiled.

Song Qinghuan didn't say anything, just unlocked the lock key code of the phone.

I received a video on the phone and opened the video. On the screen, a pair of naked men and women were playing fiercely exercising on a big bed.

There was a sound of love between men and women, which shocked both of them, but what was even more shocking was that the pair of men and women who were actively exercising turned out to be her and Si Jianan!

"I don't remember, you and I used to..." Si Jianan's handsome face was blushing slightly.

Song Qinghuan was also blushing, and quickly turned off the video, "That...I let someone help me get the video. I want to use this video to exchange my daughter with Zhang Jie."

Si Canan asked: "She agreed?"

Song Qinghuan nodded: "Yes, she agreed. I'll call her later and ask her out."

"Qing Huan, this... if Zhang Jie saw it, Zhang Jie would think it was true, if the man saw it, he would definitely think..." Si Jianan was worried for her.

Song Qinghuan smiled: "This friend who helped me is a very powerful hacker. He made this video and implanted virus code. The video can only be watched three times. After three times, the virus in the video will automatically take effect and damage the video. "

"Qing Huan, I can't see that you thought of such a good solution, and I don't need to worry about you anymore." Si Jianan smiled, lying on his back on the sofa.

Song Qinghuan looked back at him, pursing his lips.

She was a little worried. After thinking about it, she asked, "What's wrong with you? What's the matter with the injury on your back?"

Si Jianan was taken aback, and then smiled indifferently: "Don't you remember, you said that you felt a burning pain on your back, and the hit was really heavy."

Song Qinghuan asked in a low voice, "Can you tell me what's going on?"