When the cold evil four hook lips: "just with you is a little rogue!"
Song Qinghuan, who was trapped in the body, almost vomited blood in anger. She really wanted to hold Shi Yuhan, but she didn't do it at all. So she decided to give Shi Yuhan an iron fist.
When her body subconsciously ran up, shiyuhan found her intention and dodged away. A cold low voice sounded with a warning: "Song Qinghuan, do you know what such consequences will become?"
"What can I do? Can you still kill me in this strange place? "Song Qinghuan ignored the warning from the cold, and his body was struggling to climb up, as if he didn't stop fighting against the cold.
But when the cold, a light action, let her efforts in vain.
And take advantage of an action, song Qinghuan body pressure next to the wall, and then look at her deeply, eyes covered with a layer of fog, deep bottomless.
Breathing, also turned to me, looked at my eyes, smile, than usual to be a little faster.
The distance between the two people is very close. Song Qinghuan is afraid to come out of the atmosphere. When he looks at it, it is as cold as winter's eyes, and as dangerous as the wind in the deep pool.
Under such eyes, song Qinghuan's breath suddenly became strange.
She swallowed saliva, voice suddenly become dry: "don't go, don't go, you first let me go, OK?"
When the cold did not pay attention to her, but also tightly pressed on her.
Song Qinghuan obviously felt that there was a hot hard object under her body. The hot feeling was conveyed to her body through the fabric fibers. She felt something stirring and shouting in her body.
Success saw her blush, when the cold attached to her ear, lips touch her earlobe, just like a lover's words: "I want to take you to a place, where to spend three days and three nights, but you are still like this, I will only want to spend three days and three nights with you in this room."
Song Qinghuan stares at her and wriggles her lips: "don't I stay now? You are such a man
Her face began to get hot, and her body was pressed firmly. Song Qinghuan tried to struggle, but he was pressed on the wall again.
The scorching heat from her abdomen made song Qinghuan's legs soften, and her voice rang out dryly again: "you said I'll stay. If you don't go back, you still let go! Besides, if you don't want to go back, I won't go back alone and leave you behind. "
When the cold eyes bright, seems to like this paragraph, slowly let go of her body, look down at her.
Song Qinghuan did not open his face, glanced at his beautiful lips like a sculpture, and murmured: "you just said that you want to take me to a place. Where are you going?"
Shi Yuhan looks at her and smiles. He doesn't say anything. He just takes song Qinghuan's hand and leads her out of the hot spring hotel. He walks slowly, seemingly aimless, and seems to be heading for the goal.
Finally, they went through the rows of neatly pruned trees and arrived at a shabby village.
Song Qinghuan asks Shi Yuhan where it is. Shi Yuhan tells her that it is the most densely populated and the poorest village in Yuncheng.
It was a bit cold. The village was calm. There was no one outside. Everyone seemed to stay in a warm house.