Chapter 315

Song Qinghuan swallowed, reached for the bowl in Yuhan's hand, and politely said, "thank you. I'll do it myself."

She thought in her heart, this bowl of porridge is not under the medicine, is it?

Either it's a kind of lethal medicine, or it's almost the same as "love blowing". People who can torture will live or die.

"Open your mouth." When cold cold cold voice, overbearing to death.

Song Qinghuan is so ashamed that he can't really take the medicine, can he?

She really wanted to refuse, but when she looked at Zhang Jun's dignified face, she looked at his deep and lonely eyes, and she was too frightened to be too direct.

In the end, she found an excuse and admitted a very suitable one: "that I just got up, I haven't brushed my teeth, porridge Put it aside. I'll brush my teeth and come back to eat by myself. "

When the cold will spoon the porridge spoon, handed to song Qinghuan mouth: "after eating brush!"

"Ah, but..." If you don't brush your teeth, you can't eat. If you eat, you can brush your teeth.

She was struggling, trying to push on.

But before he finished, he was cut off by Shi Yuhan: "let's talk more and pour it directly into your mouth!"

Song Qinghuan turned his mouth, afraid of someone's lewd power, so he had to open his mouth and drink his porridge.

Two people, one sitting, one lying, one feeding, one eating, one penetrating, one uncomfortable.

Song Qinghuan always felt that there must be something wrong with the bowl of porridge that Shi Yuhan fed. It was a thrill.

After drinking the porridge, song Qinghuan lowered her eyes and quietly felt the sound. When she found that there was nothing wrong with her body, she was relieved.

She was a little guilty, guilty to disturb the head: "that, thank you, I'm going to brush my teeth."

When the cold upright body, slowly stood up, and faint voice: "go!"

Song Qinghuan quickly jumped out of bed and rushed into the washing room like running for his life.

She looked in the mirror, face ruddy, look shy of their own, clear water eyes, trembled.

Raising her hand, she knocked her head, took out her toothbrush, squeezed on the toothpaste, then put it in her mouth, and slowly brushed it up, but her brain and mind were all fixed on the scene just now.

What do you want to do when it's cold? What's going on? To be so nice to her?

Is she dreaming and still not awake, so she hasn't come out of the police station yet?

Wait, she's okay? What about Li Wei?

Bad, how did she forget Li Wei? No, she had to ask to keep warm. How is Li Wei now?

Song Qinghuan quickly gargles his mouth with a water cup, and then runs out in a hurry: "keep out the cold."

When the cold sat on the side, eyes looked at her: "brush good?"

"Yes Song Qinghuan nodded.

"Come here!" When the cold low voice with a trace of soft, but also with a trace of irresistible flavor, hit her.

Song Qinghuan steps moved in the past, summoned up the courage, is ready to ask him about Li Wei, the result is when Yuhan stretch out a pull, sit to the bed, when Yuhan's side.

"I'll check it!" Shi Yuhan said, holding the back of song Qinghuan's head with his big hand. In his deep eyes, his mood was complicated.

"Ah? Check? " Song Qinghuan is so ashamed that he has to check when he brushes his teeth. How can he check?

Just thinking about it, he held her face with his other hand.

Immediately, he attached himself, grabbed her lip, and then deeply kisses her, and kisses her tenderly.