Chapter 224

Name:Dear Mr.Shi Author:Beauty Jiang
The two villas in the courtyard, if the front one is open European style, then the back one is fully enclosed design, behind the balcony window, there are password steel doors.

The decoration inside is not as magnificent as song Qinghuan thought, it is very simple and generous, fashionable and leisure.

As soon as shiyuhan opened the door and went in, Zishi immediately ran over happily.

When he changed his shoes, he reached out and stroked his big round head.

Zishi fixed his eyes on Song Qinghuan. He seemed very happy. He vomited his tongue happily. Then he walked around Song Qinghuan's body. Finally, he looked up and rubbed her round and round.

Song Qinghuan waved his hand at it with a smile, and then stood at the door, a little helpless.

What? There is only one pair of slippers in the room. What kind of shoes can she change?

Obviously, Shi Yuhan also found her embarrassed and bent down to take out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet.

Not cotton slippers in winter, but a pair of men's slippers in summer.

However, he drags Xia Huan to the living room without saying anything.

Song Qinghuan was comfortable, warm and moved, but he didn't dare to show it. He pursed his lips and forced to smile. He put on a big cotton tow and followed him to the living room.

When the cold sitting on the sofa in the living room, languidly lying on the back of the sofa, eyes half narrowed, ordered song Qinghuan: "the right side of the bathroom."

Song Qinghuan nods, smiles gratefully, and goes to the bathroom with his pajamas taken out of the room.

Just now the cold just washed half, the body still has the bath liquid not to wash, really needs to wash well, moreover she is very tired all over at the moment, a row of panic causes her spirit to be tense.

Hot bath is the most relaxing.

As soon as song Qinghuan entered the bathroom, Zishi immediately ran to Shiyu to keep warm. As soon as his fat buttocks pulled out, he used his front paw to grab the remote control on the tea table.

Shi Yuhan is keeping his eyes closed at the moment. When he presses the remote control to the ground, a key on the remote control is also pressed, and the bathroom scene immediately appears on the big screen.

Song Qinghuan took off his clothes, opened the shower, dripping water, and the warm water was still steaming.

When Yuhan heard the sound, he slowly opened his eyes and raised his eyes just to see song Qinghuan standing under the shower. Hot water poured on her white and delicate skin and flowed past her? Full chest, flat abdomen, and then down

The next second, he bent over to turn off the remote control, and then looked at it coldly, "who told you to drive it. You are a woman and you are a man. Don't you know that men and women don't give and receive clearly? "

His voice was light, but his eyes were deep and cold.

“……” Zishi looked at him with an ignorant face. He didn't know what it meant.

But it knows that the host seems to be very angry and squats down on the ground with a face of admitting mistakes.

Shi Yuhan glanced at it and opened his thin lips: "Zishi, she will be your hostess in the future. You should treat her as you do to me, do you know?"

He thought about it, then shook his head: "forget it, it's not suitable, when I didn't say anything."

About ten minutes later, song Qinghuan came out of the wash, wearing pajamas. It's refreshing.

She was not very nice. She raised her hand and stroked her strength. "I've finished washing. Which room do I sleep in?"

When the cold touched the head when touching the son, light open lips: "the second room on the left of the second floor."