Dear Mr. Shi

Although Shi Yuhan hadn't slept in the first place, she was taken aback when she shot him.

He opened his eyes and looked at her coldly, somewhat dangerous: "Song Qinghuan!"

"Why? What's your name, what's the bluntness!!" Song Qinghuan cried with aggrieved expression: "Do you want to say you want a divorce? Have you already left? Now we are concubines, don't understand. Yeah!"

Shi Yuhan was really dumbfounded, his expression relaxed, with a trace of pampering.

Song Qinghuan clearly noticed that she looked at him expectantly with her eyes shining brightly, and said quickly, as long as he said a warm word, she would not care about him.

When she turned around, Shi Yuhan held her in her arms, her jaw pressed against her hair, and her big palms stroked her slender back. The incredibly beautiful thin lips opened slightly, and her words were still a little indifferent. : "Go to bed and stop talking nonsense."

"It's not that I'm talking nonsense, it's that you are too cold." Song Qinghuan raised her head slightly to look at him, tears in her eyes, "When Yuhan, I've been so pleased with you, how can you ignore me."

Shi Yuhan curled his lips with a smile, "Where did you please? Are you talking about it!"

Song Qinghuan's breath stiffened, as if she didn't please, but just got angry with her.

She gave a clear cough, and then faintly said: "I...I apologized to you, I explained to you, anyway, I am holding you to please you!"

"Then I am holding you now, does it mean that I can sleep!" Shi Yu Leng coldly refuted.

Song Qinghuan realized that she couldn't refute it.

Reaching out and grabbing his neckline, Song Qinghuan gritted his teeth and said, "You arrogant man, what should I do with you?!"

As she tugged, she pulled his head down, and leaned upward again, her beautiful lips were kissed by a pair of warm lips, as if she was about to swallow him into the abdomen, passionately and eagerly. Use the tip of your tongue to tease him.

But then, she left again, watching when she looked at her from the cold: "Is this kind of flattering?"

Shi Yuhan made a swallowing motion, but pushed her away from her arms and said indifferently, "Reluctantly!"

what? Still reluctantly with the tiger like this? ! !

Song Qinghuan bit her lip and watched him not speak, and suddenly rushed over to press on him, and kissed him stupidly. At the same time, her little hand touched him casually, trying to strip off his clothes in a disorderly manner.

He easily touched Shi to protect against the cold, and Shi protects against the cold, breathing harder, unable to bear this, stretched out his hand to grab her little hand, and looked at her darkly.

Song Qinghuan cast a wink at him and asked, "How about this?"

Shi Yuhan couldn't laugh or cry, and his heart was full of liking, but he expressed a very indifferent expression: "It's to please, but I don't necessarily like it!"

"I don't like it?" Song Qinghuan was not angry either, his eyes had a nasty smell, and his smile gradually turned into a crescent crescent.

She slowly lowered her hand, leaned into his pants, and then held his bloodshot and swollen hot thing, and smiled at him coquettishly: "What about this? Do you like it?"

"Song Qinghuan, you unexpectedly..." Shi Yuhan gasped sharply, suppressing the sigh that almost escaped from his throat, and couldn't believe that she, who had always been shy about this matter, was so bold at this moment.

He suppressed, and said softly to Song Qinghuan: "Do you know what you are doing now?"