Dear Mr. Shi

Shi Yuhan felt his heartbeat and missed a beat.

He still closed his eyes, but accurately stopped Song Qinghuan's hand and interrupted her: "Song Qinghuan, it's late, we have to rest."

"It's still early, it's only 10 o'clock! I want to drink grandma with Mo when you're at home." Song Qinghuan said, grievingly complained: "Your daughter hurts to death when she **** it. It's really like a hungry Like a dead ghost reborn, always gulping..."

If someone and Song Qinghuan had dared to say this in the future, she would not believe it if she was killed.

But after giving birth, she felt that this was a very natural word, and it was a must in daily life.

Shi Yuhan slowly opened his eyes, and then his gaze could no longer leave Song Qinghuan's face.

No, it should be her lips opening and closing.

Sometimes unconsciously, it is even more attractive.

But apparently Song Qinghuan hadn't noticed it yet. Yuhan had been staring at her when she saw it, and her eyes didn't blink. She paused and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Shi Yuhan's hand on Song Qinghuan's waist tightened, and she clung to herself tightly around her: "Song Qinghuan, now I will do a multiple-choice question for you. You kiss me, I kiss you, which one do you choose?"

"Ah!" Song Qinghuan frowned, then stretched out again.

She arrogantly and irritably said: "When you asked me to marry you, you said the same, I marry you, or you marry me, this kind of multiple-choice question that clearly only has one answer, why should I choose? I don’t choose Can't it?"

"If you don't choose, then I will choose," Shi Yuhan stared at her lips tightly.

Song Qinghuan squinted slightly, "Your choice is also an answer. Are you trying to do something bad?"

"Yes, just want to do bad things!" Shi Yuhanzhao answered as he wanted to.

"How bad is it?" Song Qinghuan saw the desire to eat Guoguo in his eyes, couldn't help but smile, raised his hand and hooked his neck, provocatively gasping.

She knows that he kisses the most, for her body, it won't mess around.

"Try it, you won't know!" After Shi Yuhan said, he leaned forward and kissed her lips.

He kissed very hungry and greedy, he couldn't wait to enter, and danced together around her lips and tongue.

The skin under the fingertips is like gelatinous white jade, smooth and crystal clear, a man's instinct makes him want more...

"...It won't work when you stay out of the cold." Song Qinghuan reminded with a slight tremor, feeling that his palm felt like flames.

Song Qinghuan was dizzy after being kissed, her cheeks flushed.

I don't know when, her pajamas were taken off her shoulders respectively, and the parts of her chest were exposed, and the cold kiss gently went down.

Breathing gradually became rapid, and her lips lingered on her beautiful collarbone, rubbing back and forth, nibbling, and finally came to her softness, and accepted the red top in the mouth.

As usual, he found that there was liquid flowing gently into his mouth.

No one knows better than Song Qinghuan what it is that flows out.

She was taken aback for a moment, then couldn't help but laughed softly: "Ha ha, ha ha..."