Chapter 158

Name:Dear Mr.Shi Author:Beauty Jiang
Song Qinghuan's eyes were full of grievances and embarrassment. He stared at him and thought for a long time, squeezing out four words: "I hate you!"

"Boring!" This is Shi Yuhan's answer, not angry because of these four words.

Song Qinghuan eyes a stare: "I hate you, how can it be boring."

When Yuhan was very confident, she gently fanned back: "women like to say ironic things"

Song Qinghuan shook his head like a rattle, "no, No."

When the cold heavily hum a, evil four hook lips: "is not, then your hand on my waist to do?"

Song Qinghuan later found that just now when Yuhan released her hand, she not only did not push him away, but also gently hooked her waist, a very obedient look.

Oh, my God, her integrity!

She opened her eyes wide in consternation and took back her hand in a hurry. At the same time, her cheeks turned red and stammered: "no, no, no, it's not like this! Is that true? I just... "

"Just what I know." When Yuhan suddenly got up and let her go, "it's just a pity that there is a very important meeting this morning. It seems that you can't be late. You can only meet it another day."

Once again, song Qinghuan was petrified by his confidence.

"Ah!" She couldn't refute, just roared. When she was staring, she sat up and yelled, "who wants to do that thing with you, shameless!"

At this time, she found that the day was already bright, and the alarm ring of her mobile phone came from her ear.

God, it's already 8:10, it's so late.

As usual, she jumped out of bed and was ready to go to the bathroom to wash. After two steps, she suddenly stopped, and then yelled at the bathroom, "when it's cold, come out quickly. I'll wash first. I'll be late."

“……” There's no echo. No, there's a shower!

Song Qinghuan is a person who has a very tight grasp of morning time, just to get more sleep.

Ten minutes to wash and eat breakfast, half an hour's journey, just ten minutes in advance to the company.

But now the bathroom is being used by others. She really doesn't know how long it will take to protect herself from the cold, and when she can wash it.

He is a big boss. He wants to go to work whenever he wants, but she is different. If she is late, manager Zhao will scold her to death.

Song Qinghuan comes to the front of the wardrobe and wants to change clothes first. But the sound of the water in the bathroom stops suddenly. She doesn't dare to change again. When she is afraid, she suddenly comes out to protect herself from the cold.

Had to take the clothes in their hands, and then urged outside: "when the cold, you quickly!"

“……” There is really no echo inside. Of course, I didn't come out to protect myself from the cold.

Song Qinghuan is about to die of anxiety, walking around the room, hesitating whether to change clothes in the bedroom first.

Suddenly she caught a glimpse of something on the bedside table, a hard leather carving with a green dragon pattern.

It seems that it has a long history, but the green dragon carved above and the white clouds floating below are still very clear and bright in color.

She had seen this thing before. It seemed to be hanging on her chest to keep out the cold. She should be, but she was not sure. After all, she did not dare to observe him carefully every time she contacted him close.

It must have been taken off and put on it when he went to bed last night.

Just looking at it, Shi Yuhan suddenly came out of the bathroom, surrounded by a bath towel, bare chest above, and glistening beads of water on the chest, forming elegant and beautiful lines in action.

Although naked, it still exudes the imperial momentum and charm.

Damn, the world is absolutely unfair, song Qinghuan with a hard skin carving, once again under the conclusion: when the cold, you are God's favorite.

When he was indifferent, he kept warm. When he saw something in Song Qinghuan's hand, his face became cold and his eyes became cold. Then he slowly approached her.