Dear Mr. Shi

When Shi Xiuren got up to leave, Song Qinghuan went back to the bedroom, took a bath and went to sleep on a slumber. His mood eased a little, but there were more doubts in his heart.

When Shi Yuhan went upstairs, she saw that Song Qinghuan was already asleep holding the quilt. She was afraid of disturbing her. After taking a shower, she gently lay down beside her.

After lying down for a while, he brought Song Qinghuan's head together, gently resting on his chest, and at the same time his chin was placed on top of her head, his hands were wrapped around her waist, and he hugged her to sleep in an intimate position. .

Song Qinghuan, who hadn't slept at all, only felt that this posture was too intimate, but she also knew it. Can't break free at all, just stay still.

Some are afraid of time to keep out the cold, and again, she absolutely believes in Shi's fighting power against the cold, and he can toss her for a few more hours.

When the mood is uncomfortable, she is really like a beast, fierce and savage, as if to tear her apart.

A few minutes later, the man next to him seemed to be asleep and quieted down.

Song Qinghuan slowly opened his eyes, using his gaze to depict Shi Yushi, that overly handsome face, thinking about what his heart was thinking.

What kind of existence she and Zhang Jie are in his heart.

Why did the second uncle Shouye kidnap Zhang Jie to threaten Shi to protect him from the cold? What does this mean? What did the second uncle investigate? Is Zhang Jie’s position in his heart actually more important than her?

Then Yuhan married her to protect Zhang Jie?

In this case, why did Yuhan tell her at that time that he had never been the only woman.

Song Qinghuan couldn't think through the truth, and she felt confused and confused in her mind.

"Does it look good?" Shi Yuhan's low voice suddenly sounded, and his fiery palms went into the clothes and walked along the curve of her body, "Turn on the lights, let you see enough?"

The pajamas are very large, just like nothing, and his hands can walk freely.

Song Qinghuan was in a panic, wishing to find someone to quarrel with him, so that he could get rid of it.

She raised her hand and pushed it away to keep out the cold, turning her back to him: "Who wants to see you, shameless."

Shi Yuhan hugged her from behind and bit her ear gently: "Since I can't sleep, it's better to do it again."

"..." Song Qinghuan ignored him and closed his eyes.

"You mean you, what's not comfortable with you." The indifferent tone is very ordinary, but Song Qinghuan's ears are arrogant.

Song Qinghuan looked back at him and stared at him: "You are so embarrassed to ask me where I am not comfortable. Shouldn't I ask you that, why are you not comfortable?"

Shi Yuhan hugged her tightly: "I know you were arrested because of Zhang Jie, and she was arrested because of me, and I should rescue her if I think it's reasonable, let alone I want to find Four Fingers, and I am jealous?"

Yes, she was jealous, and she was going crazy with jealousy.

When she was kidnapped by Four Fingers, why didn't he see him rushing to rescue her, or her brother rescued her, how to change to Zhang Jie, he was so anxious and worried.

However, she twitched her lips, but said in her mouth: "I'm too jealous to be jealous. I just don't want to be your punching bag. Kick out of this house, you will save trouble, and I will save trouble too."

"Song Qinghuan!" Shi Yuhan's voice became cold, and the killing breath was condensed on the ice lips: "Are you looking for death!"