Song Qinghuan didn't know whether she was right or wrong. She only knew that since she didn't want to protect herself from the cold, why did she ask for it? Otherwise, it's humiliating.
But before, she thought he was very annoyed, always pestering her.
But now, she saw her own shadow in him, so she gave her life two years later to the Constitution in advance, which was also decisive in cutting off any trace of the possibility of cold.
It's dark and quiet in the villa. It's gloomy and frightening.
Song Qinghuan opens the door of the villa with the smell of wine. As soon as she presses the switch of the light, she can see the cold when she is sitting quietly.
A beautiful face hidden in the dark, people can not see his current expression, light sprinkled on him, outlines the dazzling halo, and he sat in the halo, as if the God of heaven.
Song Qinghuan was startled and gasped. His eyes turned red, but he didn't respond.
She's really a little drunk and a little dizzy. A bottle of beer, it's so light.
She looked at the deep and cold eyes and said with disdain: "aunt he said Zishi was ill and she couldn't contact you, so she called me. Now that you have come back, I will go first."
This was to show him that she didn't want to come back here at all, didn't want to see him at all, and didn't disdain to see him.
When the cold closed eyes, knead eyebrows rest, thin lips light open: "where are you going?"
"Go home," Song Qinghuan shook her head. Her head became more and more faint. She was so sleepy that she had to go home to sleep.
When the cold opened his eyes, quietly looking at him, low way: "come here."
Song Qinghuan stood still.
Shi Yuhan didn't ask her. She stood up slowly and walked gracefully to her. Her tall and straight body and strong aura pressed down on her. Her deep eyes gazed at her face: "the trace of two years' engagement is your home. You can only live here. Have I ever said that to you?"
His cold, quiet voice was irresistible, as if the emperor's merciful sentence.
Song Qinghuan's long eyelashes trembled. She raised her eyes and looked at him faintly: "I know. If there's nothing wrong, I'll go back to my room to have a rest first."
She doesn't want to quarrel with him or argue with him. She can live here. Anyway, she will come back sooner or later. She can't live outside for two years.
And now she's dizzy. She's not feeling well. She needs a rest.
Brush body but pass, when resist cold to suppress to kill and turn Ao coldly, looking at her back figure, cold voice way: "drink?"
Song Qinghuan bit his lips, did not look back, and walked forward in small steps.
All of a sudden, she wanted to vomit, and then she retched. Then the whole person sat on the ground.
The aftereffect of alcohol, at the moment all up, song Qinghuan is really drunk, has lost the ability of self-control.
When the cold eyes cold, fixed to see her half ring.
Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, I probably knew what was going on. At last, I stepped up to her, coldly stretched out my long arm, and fished her from the ground to my arms.
Song Qinghuan looked up at him with a confused little face, and just wanted to laugh as silly as usual.
But Shi Yuhan didn't give her a chance to smile, because he cheated her and sealed her mouth with a kiss
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