Dear Mr. Shi

"Why is it sour? Zhaozhao, what I said is true, I thought you should feel it after you should, and your heart will soften, Zhaozhao." He stared into her eyes and headed. Then low, it seems to be about to kiss.

But his lips stopped at a distance of less than half a finger from her lips.

He stared at Wen Zhaozhao's eyes quietly, breathing hot, "I miss you so much, Zhao Zhao, I miss you so much..."

This is actually a hint.

As Wen Zhaozhao listened, his breathing was also a bit short, and his towering chest was up and down with the rapid breathing, rubbing Shi Annuo's body.

Shi Annuo's eyes darkened a bit, and her breathing became quicker. He held her soft waist with his hands, and even started to move a little.

But he really drank too much, and his body was particularly uncomfortable at the moment.

He had been holding it up just now. Although he had desires at this moment, his body was about to collapse, and his heart was too weak but his strength was insufficient.

He was lying on Wen Zhaozhao, just panting roughly, his face kept rubbing against Wen Zhaozhao, as if to relieve his discomfort.

She was embarrassed and did not dare to move, just rolling her eyeballs, and then reaching out and pushing his shoulders: "Shi Annuo, you have to take a good rest!"

"Okay, I'll take a good rest," Shi Anuo said softly, his chin resting on his neck and refusing to move.

The scorching breath followed his slightly rapid breathing, spurting alcohol on the sides of his neck and ears, and her body became more sensitive. She moved subconsciously, just about to make a sound...

Shi Annuo's low muttering sound came from her neck: "Zhao Zhao, I really need to rest. Let me lie down like this for a while."

Soon afterwards, the even breathing sound came to the ears gently.

Wen Zhaozhao really couldn't laugh or cry, and couldn't help but raised his hand and punched him on the shoulder: "Shi Annuo, don't take you to such a rascal,"

She thought Shi Annuo should have been asleep, but Shi Annuo didn't move, but said in a vague voice: "I have always been a rascal, and I will be a rascal to you in the future."

Wen Zhaozhao said nothing, "..."

Shi Annuo said in a low voice: "I'm so sad. You once said that you will never make me sad."

Wen Zhaozhao was silent for a while, and then softly replied: "Shi Annuo, this is what you deserve."

"Yes," Shi Anuo's vague voice continued, "I deserve it."

He was very calm when he said this, and he didn't know if it was because the night was too deep, and there was some sadness in his ears.

Wen Zhaozhao didn't feel good when he heard it, and his voice softened a little: "Well, I won't leave you tonight. You should sleep well, and I will discuss divorce tomorrow, okay?"

"Hmm!" Shi Annuo seemed to have gotten the promise, and his body gradually relaxed. After a while, his breathing slowly became longer and he fell asleep.

But when she went to bed, Shi Annuo still hugged her tightly. She slowly made a long effort, and then she helped Shi Annuo to lie down next to her.

Wen Zhaozhao got up and helped Shi Annuo to take off his dirty clothes. Then he changed into a dry quilt and wiped his face and hands, hoping to make him sleep more comfortable.

The door of the room was knocked suddenly, Wen Zhaozhao didn't think too much, he thought it was Shi Yuhan or Song Qinghuan.

But when she opened the door, she realized that it was Han Qianqian standing outside.