When Shi Yuhan comes back, song Qinghuan is sitting at the table with a sea bowl to eat fried rice with eggs. When he sees Shi Yuhan coming back, he takes a cold look at him and eats up.
It was the first time for Shi Yuhan to see song Qinghuan eating so wolf, as if a hungry ghost had been reincarnated. He puffed his mouth and killed the sea bowl of fried rice in a few minutes.
"Song Qinghuan, you won't leave me a little," he gently complained.
After eating, song Qinghuan didn't want to pay attention to the meaning of keeping out the cold. He looked at the empty bowl and tilted his head. He seemed to think that maybe her stomach could hold a bowl.
"Huan'er, I'm hungry too. Go and cook it for me." When the tone of cold, suddenly put soft.
Song Qinghuan didn't pay any attention to him or look at him. He slowly stood up and seemed to want to leave.
But when she lifted her eyes, her lips were kissing.
When the cold body across the table, hand firmly frame on the back of her head, forcing her head up, bear their own warm kiss.
"Um ~" Song Qinghuan was impatient and reached out to push him, but he didn't move.
Across the table, it seems that it is not very good, when the cold light easily open her, want to move to song Qinghuan side.
Song Qinghuan takes this opportunity and wants to leave. She is far away from Shi Yuhan, but as soon as she turns around, she is grabbed by Shi Yuhan, and then she sits down on the table.
It's no use struggling for a while. After that, song Qinghuan doesn't struggle any more. He just stares angrily to keep out the cold.
Holding her when the cold, eyes deep as the deep sea, hands unscrupulously into the cold when the clothes, palms tightly close to her back, a little bit up.
Feel his hand, more and more wanton, song Qinghuan angrily yelled: "let me go, asshole."
"Angry?" When the cold looked at her, burning eyes hidden evil banter.
Song Qinghuan snorted coldly and said haughtily, "what are you angry about? I'm tired of you. Don't bother me. There are many women who like you. You can find someone else."
When the tip of the tongue, rolled her earlobe, gently sucking, murmured: "gas is not light, how much you love me..."
Song Qinghuan body trembles, subconsciously want to break away: "less nausea."
"Don't worry, little vinegar bag." His voice, like the most extreme sigh.
Put what heart, who is small vinegar bag, really can't stand this arrogant man, song Qinghuan is very angry, teeth bite his shoulder.
It's very deep, but it doesn't hurt when it's cold.
Xu see, don't see him release himself, when the cold helpless voice: "Huan son, you are really not a lovely woman."
Song Qinghuan finally loosened his mouth and said: "yes, I'm just not cute. Go to the lovely woman in your heart and let me go..."
The answer to her was a predatory kiss from the cold. He pulled away her bondage and untied his own bondage. Holding her waist in his hand, he buried himself deeply in her body, right on the dining table
Song Qing was so surprised that he wanted to struggle, and then ushered in a wave of his fast-paced impact.
The deep, heavy and heavy movements made song Qinghuan's body begin to tremble.
While he was dominating, he kept talking.
He said, "Song Qinghuan, I haven't touched any women except you."
He said: "Song Qinghuan, when I smile at her, the person I fantasize about is you."
"You're not sexy, you're not beautiful, you don't have skills, but I just like being in your body. It's so comfortable and so cool. Are you cool?" he said
More and more people shy words, let song Qinghuan low voice scolded a, "when the cold, you bastard, can you shut up!"
He said, "no!"
PS: the warmth of Chinese New Year is king, isn't it? ha-ha.. I wish you all a happy New Year's Eve, a good food and drink, a happy heart, sweet honey, and good luck