Chapter 277

Name:Dear Mr.Shi Author:Beauty Jiang
When song Qinghuan was about to ask what happened, Yuhan suddenly sat up.

She regained her high cold and quickly put on her clothes. Without looking back, she said to song Qinghuan, "no matter what happens outside, stay inside and don't come out."

Then he opened the door and went out, sitting on the sofa outside the room, with a lazy and elegant posture.

When the cold swept a cold, sitting on the sofa above the man, look indifferent, as if standing in front of, just a stranger.

There was no sound or movement outside for a long time.

But song Qinghuan felt a suffocating smell.

The sound insulation of the hotel is so good that she didn't hear any sound.

Curiosity usually kills cats.

Finally, she couldn't help it. She went down to the bed and came to the door.

First she put her ear to the door, but she couldn't hear anything.

Then, she gently opened the door again, and immediately the voice came along with the slit.

She heard a familiar voice, "I don't know why you married that woman, but I know there is nothing between you. Even if there is something, you don't love her, so you don't have to die for her."

This voice is from sichen. Song Qinghuan is surprised to see through the gap. Looking outside, I saw sichen sitting on the sofa.

How did he come?

What's the relationship between him and Shi Yuhan? Doesn't he hate keeping out the cold? Isn't it a tit for tat fight against the cold all the time? Why do you care so much about keeping out the cold?

Don't let time keep out of the cold, lose your life for her irrelevant person!

When the cold cold voice, then rang up: "this is my business, I remember I said, do not appear in front of me."

Sichen's face hurt: "do you hate me so much? You're hurt. I'm just... "

His words had not yet been spoken, but he was interrupted by Shi Yuhan: "go away, you should know the result of provoking me to anger."

Sichen stood up, but he didn't mean to step for a long time.

His eyes with a sad light, looking at the cold, hesitated for a long time, and finally asked: "are you in love with this woman?"

“……” When the cold did not pay attention to him, even the light is not willing to give him.

"I once helped you. You once said you owe me a favor. Now I want you to pay it back." Sichen didn't give up.

“……” When the cold lift eyes, finally look at him.

Si Chen clenched his fists and breathed a little: "with the deepest feeling in your heart, you can't tell lies. Are you in love with song Qinghuan?"

When the cold thought, cold spit out two words: "no!"

Seems to be very satisfied with the answer, Si Chen hook lip smile, no longer say anything, turn around and walk away.

When he saw it, Yuhan also turned around and didn't look at sichen in disgust. Song Qinghuan quickly turned his head and walked back to bed.

Soon, when the cold footsteps, then stopped in front of the door, the door was opened.

Song Qinghuan put himself in the quilt, his heart seems to be torn into pieces by something, blood dripping.

Intense pain, through nerve endings to her four limbs.

My eyes hurt, as if I was stabbed by something. I'm very strong, and I don't want to cry.

But tears welled up and instantly drenched the whole face.