Chapter 461

Name:Dear Mr.Shi Author:Beauty Jiang
Many years ago, Shi Yuhan told Shi Annuo that there would be no change now.

When Ann Nuo chuckled and was very happy, "thank you, brother. Sissy and I are going to try our wedding dress tomorrow and take wedding photos by the way. It seems that you two haven't taken wedding photos yet. Do you want to take a group of photos together?"

Every girl has a dream, that is to put on a white wedding dress, stand in front of her lover, smile and say to him, no matter poor or rich, I will go with you forever.

Song Qinghuan also has one.

When I was very young, before my parents got divorced, my father once took her by the hand and walked by the window of photography.

She remembered that she felt the window glass and said to her father, "Dad, this skirt is so beautiful. I will wear such a beautiful skirt when I grow up."

At this moment, when she heard that she was wearing a wedding dress and taking wedding photos, she almost blurted out and said excitedly: --

"Good!" There is no need to interrupt: "cold to be answered a word!"

Song Qinghuan's joy and excitement, before he began to cover the heat, was immediately drenched by a basin of ice water.

She looks gloomy, and then farfetched smile: "yes, you shoot it, we do not shoot."

Yes, I'm going to divorce. What else can I take wedding photos? I'm so amorous!

It seemed that she had been standing for a long time, and the cold wind made her nose sour. She didn't dare to watch when it was cold. She just said to Ann Nuo with a smile, "Ann Nuo, I'll go first, you can talk."

After that, he turned and went into the room without looking at their expressions.

Women are all hearing animals. If a man doesn't speak clearly, she will never understand the man's real mind.

Even if they understand, they will pretend not to understand, because they are afraid that they will show wrong feelings.

Always feel that some words do not say, no matter how to express will appear too pale, too powerless.

Shi Annuo didn't come into the house. He said what he had to say outside and in the cold, so he drove away.

When he came into the house, song Qinghuan was watching TV on the sofa.

He didn't want to disturb her either. He sat down beside her. Song Qinghuan moved to the side, then covered his nose and sneezed.

When the cold looked at her, took out a paper towel and handed her: "you are now very poor resistance, can't go outside to blow."

Song Qinghuan didn't pick up his paper towel. He smoked a paper towel and wiped his nose. Then he said softly, "thank you. I'll pay attention. I won't give you any more trouble."

He got up and seemed to leave.

But he was grabbed by Shi Yuhan, and then he pulled back, sat down beside her and asked in her ear, "angry, eh?"

Song Qinghuan feigned: "no, how can it be?"

Her camouflage skill is not deep at all. It's easy to see through the cold. She takes her waist in her hand and says in a joking tone: "her mouth is so pouted that she can hang an oil bottle."

Tied to his waist, song Qinghuan couldn't hide himself. He could only twist in his arms: "I'm sleepy. I'm going to have a rest."

When the cold pulled her to lie down on the sofa, and then put her leg on her calf, in a domineering position, tightly trapped her beside herself: "rest here!"

Song Qinghuan feels headache. She doesn't want to struggle at the moment, but her body really has no strength, so she has to lie quietly with him.