Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan snorted coldly: "Yes, dismiss, dismiss your current position, Song Qinghuan's husband."

As she said, she laughed sinisterly: "From now on, you are no longer Song Qinghuan's husband, Song Qinghuan fired you."

Shi Yuhan half propped his arms, sat up halfway from the bed, and reached out to touch the bedside lamp.

The yellow light came, and the little one illuminates the two.

Although Shi Yuhan's face was still an indifferent face with no expression, his gaze looking at Song Qinghuan was gentle: "Oh, then let's fire her husband's position. How about becoming a lover?"

Song Qinghuan said "Ah": "Why is it a lover." She squinted at Shi Yuhan: "Did you want to find a lover a long time ago."

This time, when it's the turn to keep out the cold, women can't laugh or cry. Women are really suspicious and sensitive creatures.

He held Song Qinghuan’s hand and gently pressed it to his lips: “Isn’t a lover just in love? We got married when we knew each other, and we never had a relationship. That’s why Jin Lin asked you that day and you said you never The love I've talked about is not good for me, so I want to have a love relationship with you."

It seems that all those who fall in love are lovers, so he says not to be a husband or a lover.

Song Qinghuan had an incredible expression on her face: "We? Now? Talk about... in love?"

The two were married and both had their daughters. Shi Yuhan told her that she was in love and couldn't believe it.

Shi Yuhan leaned forward and lightly pecked her lips: "It is said that the woman who falls in love is the happiest woman. Wouldn't it make you happy?"

When he said with a smile, the big hand slowly descended along Song Qinghuan’s exquisite waist, and then down...

The private position was suddenly touched, and Song Qinghuan's cheeks instantly became red, a little burnt, and angered: "Hate, how come I feel so strange when you say this!"

"Isn't it that love is talked about like that!" Shi Yuhan played innocent, but his hands were getting harder and harder!

"Ah!" Song Qinghuan was weakened by him. Fortunately, his brain hadn't crashed yet. She held back the tingling sensation. She stared at the mirror to protect herself from the cold: "I know this, it's nasty to die, love is not. That's what I said."

After speaking, he had to turn around.

"I know that's not what I talked about, it's just a joke with you." Shi Yuhan hugged her tightly and tied her in his arms.

His expression became rigorous, and he looked at Song Qinghuan tenderly: "Is it weird to fall in love? Although it is weird, you must listen to it. This is all from my sincerity. I have always been very sorry for you, regardless of Whether it’s just married in name but not real, or is really together, I don’t seem to have given you the feeling of being in love. I don’t know how to say something nice, and I don’t know how other people express such feelings. Many times, I don’t want to. It just won't."

Song Qinghuan steadfastly looked at her, she slowly curled her lips and laughed, and then she laughed, and her heart was warm: "When you are against the cold, why haven't I noticed that you are so cold? It's also very cute."

"Moe?" Obviously, Shi Yuhan didn't understand the meaning of this word.

Song Qinghuan stared at her with big watery eyes. She did not answer Shi Yuhan's words, nor did she want to explain the meaning of the word to him. She felt that if she explained, Shi Yuhan would definitely knock her on the head, warning her not to use this word to describe him in the future.