Song Qinghuan lowered his face and glared at him: "regulations, please respect yourself!"
He tightly pursed his thin lips, firmly grasped song Qinghuan's arm, and seemed to be angry.
But he forbeared again and looked straight into song Qinghuan's eyes, "Huanhuan, do you know that when I received your message, I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep, and my mind was full of you. I've been wondering if I want to come back. I thought that maybe you've been working hard to coax me, but I'm like a gambler, even if it's only one in ten thousand I still don't want to give up and come back, but can you... "
"Regulations, I really did not send you a text message, you, let me go!" Song Qinghuan interrupted him, struggling hard, but he couldn't move: "if you don't let go, I'll sue you for sexual harassment!"
The regulations sneer, some angry and stunned stare big eyes: "Song Qinghuan, what do you take me for? Do you have a quarrel with Shi Yuhan? That's why you sent me a message. Now that you've made up, you won't admit it. "
Song Qinghuan shook his head and said angrily, "we haven't had a fight. We've been fine all the time. Please don't bother us again, OK? I will answer your phone today. I just want to formally tell you that my marriage with him has become a real marriage. I will not divorce him any more. I have been with him. I beg you not to pester me any more, OK
Articles of association feel that his brain explodes at the moment. He has always been conceited and suffered a lot of setbacks here in Song Qinghuan.
Those depressed setbacks, now all rushed out, turned into unwilling.
With a sneer, he fastens song Qinghuan's wrist and suddenly pulls it. With the other hand, he picks up her waist and takes song Qinghuan with him, letting her lean against his chest.
"Charter!" Song Qinghuan gave a low cry. When he wanted to push him away, the shadow suddenly covered him.
In the eyes of a falcon, there is a trace of danger. With cold despair, he bows his head and kisses song Qinghuan.
“…… Asshole Song Qinghuan starts off with a kick.
The kiss of the constitution falls on Song Qinghuan's face, frowning. He holds her face with his hand again, trying to make her face to himself.
Song Qinghuan pushed him angrily. When he couldn't push him away, he slapped his hand on his face. His nails scraped his face and scratched a few red marks.
Pain, let me cover my face, subconsciously back two steps.
He looks pale and dumbfounded, looking at Song Qinghuan, his whole brain buzzing.
Song Qinghuan's face turned red: "regulations, I have never sent you a message. I don't like you. What I like is keeping out the cold. I want to be with him. I just want to be with him. Is that enough to tell you?"
Excited voice, sharp into the ears, like a nail hard into his heart.
It's a bloody pain!
He yelled at Song Qinghuan: "what do you take me for? You didn't send a message... "
Then he took out his cell phone, opened the message and showed it to song Qinghuan, "what's this? Isn't that your cell phone number? "
His mobile phone because of his excitement, as his hand has been shaking, song Qinghuan can't see the content clearly.
She was extremely irritable, with a trace of stubbornness in her eyes, "you Enough! You can't stop for a moment. Don't pester me again! "