Chapter 533

When she was driving to take her back, she blurted out: "I want to go to the villa tonight, you accompany me..."

Before he finished, Yuhan said, "there's a global video conference in the evening."

"Oh."

All the way speechless, get off before Zhang Jie finally asked the heart of the words: "why do you want to send my house."

When the cold did not make a sound, just get off to the front passenger door, and then very gentlemanly opened the door.

Before turning around and leaving, Zhang Jie frowned and asked: "if there was no song Qinghuan, would our relationship be different?"

There was no surprise on Shi Yuhan's face, as if she expected to ask such a question.

He rubbed his forehead with some headache, and then said faintly, "it's up to the master to beat the dog. Besides, she and I are not what you think

Zhang Jie heart "bang bang" to jump up, a catch when the cold hand: "that is how?"

When Yuhan didn't make a sound, she just raised her hand and gently lifted her hand. Then she gently hooked her lips, turned back to the car and drove away.

Listening to the sound of the engine disappear, Zhang Jie turns back to the room. She says that she can't understand the cold more and more. Why does she meet her from time to time suddenly? You know, he was always indifferent before. He was as firm as a rock from a distance, but once he got close, he became a gust of wind.

Recently, he always seems to give her a deep hint, so ambiguous, when she wants to make things clear, but he and she clearly draw the line.

What the hell is going on? What does he want?

When Shi Yuhan returned to the villa, song Qinghuan curled up on the sofa with the TV on and the remote control in his hand, but he closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.

He bent down, took the remote control off her hand, put it on the tea table, and carried her back to the bedroom.

Song Qinghuan woke up when he put him on the bed and rubbed his eyes on him.

Thinking of what happened in the office today, a small flame gradually rose from the lower abdomen.

He looked at the sleeping face, still closed his eyes, could not help but kiss her face.

"Don't make any noise. You are so upset!" Song Qinghuan opened his eyes lazily and pushed him away: "go to find your Zhang Jie."

Song Qinghuan is angry. Before going to bed, he still keeps warm when he scolds in his heart. When he is suspicious, where did he go with Zhang Jie? Why didn't he come back so late.

"Jealous?"

"Eat you big head ghost, get up, heavy dead..." The voice of the last word, drowned in the cold when the wild fierce kiss.

When the cold heavily kiss her, in her almost out of breath, this reluctantly let go of her, tongue light lick her, was kissing swollen lip, light sucking her sensitive earlobe.

"When it's cold, I..." Song Qinghuan's body wriggles, his mouth is vague, and he chants his name.

"Another one."

"When the cold comes."

After a heavy impact, song Qinghuan almost didn't get angry.

"Cold..."

"Call again!"

"Brother Han."

“…… Well

"Cold, cold."

“……”

"Little cold."

"Song Qinghuan, you're dead tonight. Xiao Hanhan won't leave your body tonight."

"Poof! When the cold, you big color devil