Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan was lying on the bed, stretched out her limbs, blinked her eyes, and looked at her in a puzzled way. "What's wrong with you? Why are you doing this expression."

Shi Yuhan's eyebrows frowned, and did not answer her question, but just asked her: "Has Hua Miaomiao married yet?"

"No!" Song Qinghuan jumped up from the bed and sat up with a joking smile on his face: "Why do you suddenly ask this."

"Do you have a girlfriend? Or someone you like?" Shi Yuhanying's sharp eyebrows had deep and solemn black-and-white eyes, and his thin lips were tightly pressed and rigorous.

"What's the matter?" Song Qinghuan looked up at her, biting her lip and thinking. She was really at a loss to protect herself from the cold. Why did she suddenly ask Hua Miaomiao so many things, could it be...

"Is there any?" Shi Yu's cold voice seemed to have to prove something.

He seemed to feel that Song Qinghuan was thinking wildly, and added: "Don't think about it."

Song Qinghuan chuckled: "It seems that there is no. You Li said that he is as pure as a monk. You said... Will he like men? Will he like my brother?"

Speaking of this, Song Qinghuan expressed very worried and distressed, not caring whether her brother was with a man or a woman, but she was a traditional little woman after all, and she still hoped that her brother could have a child.

If this is with a man, then it seems difficult for my brother to want a child.

"No!" Shi Yuhan vetoed it, raising his eyebrows and looking at her.

Song Qinghuan asked: "Isn't it?"

Shi Yuhan replied: "He is not gay. He should like women. You watch Jin Lin during this period of time. Don't let her make trouble."

Song Qinghuan asked again: "What's the matter?"

Shi Yuhan's eyes cast a deep look: "She should want to be with Hua Miaomiao."

"Huh?" Song Qinghuan's smile froze. She looked at Shi Yuhan in amazement: "What did you say? She wants to be with Hua Miaomiao? What does this mean..."

She swallowed, and then said again: "You don't mean to tell me that your aunt looks like Miao Miao, she wants to be with Miao Miao..."

As he said, Song Qinghuan raised his hands, and moved his two thumbs dexterously against each other, which meant that they were good for each other.

"Yeah!" Shi Yuhan replied indifferently.

But suddenly Song Qinghuan's mouth opened wide.

She wanted to say something, but she felt extremely dry in her throat, and it took a long time to get her voice back: "How is this possible, did you make a mistake? Then why did she quarrel with Hua Miaomiao yesterday, and today I want to fight with Hua Miaomiao? Miao is together, this change is too fast, right?"

She didn't believe it, but she knew Jin Lin's time to protect herself from the cold, but she believed it 100%: "Anyway, look at her, don't let her make trouble."

Song Qinghuan said with a bitter face: "Please, she is your aunt, but you, who can live with her."

Looking at Yuhan's frowning eyebrows, Song Qinghuan stretched out his hand to hold his arm, and laughed haha: "Don't worry about it so much. It's a good thing to look at. Your aunt should also be married, not to mention Miao Miao is pretty good. "

As he said, he stretched out his hand and patted his arm: "Let her take care of the aunt's affairs. Anyway, she won't make a big deal. Oh, by the way, I'm going to see Mei Jun tomorrow. She is pregnant."

Yuhan had arms when he held it again, and then found a comfortable position to lean against him.

Shi Yuhan subconsciously tightened the little hand in his tight arm, and then refused: "No!"

Song Qinghuan raised her eyes and looked at him puzzled: "Why?"