Dear Mr. Shi

The more Song Qinghuan said, the more he felt wronged.

She didn't want to cry in front of him, but she couldn't help it, and she couldn't control her tears at all, just rolled down one by one.

Shi Yuhan frowned, and suddenly reached out to pull Song Qinghuan's hand holding the railing, Song Qinghuan exclaimed: "What are you doing, don't move me..."

Before she finished her words, Shi Yuhan had already opened her hand.

She anxiously wanted to hold the railing again, but Shi Yuhan refused to give her this opportunity, and lifted her upright, the tall and straight black figure resembling a demon, without any pause, holding her and walked outside.

Shi Yuhan's cold arrogance seemed to be able to destroy everything.

Song Qinghuan was terrified, and stopped him while calling his name.

But it's useless, no matter what she calls or what she calls it is useless.

In front of the large swimming pool, Song Qinghuan clearly noticed what Shi Yuhan was about to do. She panicked, and shouted louder: "Shi Yuhan, what are you going to do...you quickly let go...ah!!!"

The last word was not spoken, and it turned into a sharp and horrified scream.

She was thrown into the pool by Shi Yuhan, and a splendid wave bloomed on the pure water.

Song Qinghuan was so dizzy and unable to distinguish the direction. As the water spread to the side, and then quickly gathered in it, her whole body was instantly drenched.

The shadow of falling into the water before swallowed her, and she screamed in the water, her hands flapping constantly.

For this reason, the water poured into her mouth violently, her throat and lungs were uncomfortable, making her almost out of breath.

But Shi Yuhan, the bad man who threw her into the water did not move his face, looked at her ruthlessly, allowing her to struggle with death desperately in the water.

Song Qinghuan felt that she was about to suffocate. She thought she might be going to die, and this man was going to kill her.

Suddenly she was weak and scared. She was wrong and really wrong. Today she did a big mistake with her own efforts, and it may take her life as a price.

When Song Qinghuan closed her eyes and finally had no strength to struggle, Shi Yuhan suddenly jumped into the pool and fished her out of the water.

Coming to the shallower edge of the pool, he pressed her against the pool wall and circled her between the pool wall and her, exuding a cold and icy aura, pressing her down with great pressure.

In the next second, he lowered his body and kissed her lips, with fierce aggression, frantically raging and biting.

Song Qinghuan was taken aback, dumbfounded for a while, and then reached out to push him, but just now she has exhausted all her strength after struggling, and now her whole body is limp.

Shi Yuhan used a little bit of energy to resist her resistance with all her strength, and her sobs were all swallowed by him.

Song Qinghuan's whole body trembled terribly with black and cool hair scattered in the water.

At this moment, the time is protected from the cold, like a Rakshasa in hell, killing coldly, like killing a **** when encountering a **** or killing a Buddha when encountering a Buddha.

She kept tilting her small face, and he pinched his chin with his fingers.

She wanted to struggle with both hands that moved rashly, and he was holding her together and pressing her own back against the pool wall.

She kicked him with her feet, and he squeezed between her legs, suppressing easily with strength.

Her slender waist stood up to resist, and was firmly pressed down by his other big palm!

She was so scared that she whimpered in a crying voice, her mouth opened, and the tip of his tongue took the opportunity to grab her fiercely, entangled and ravaged like a squally rain.