Chapter 540

The morning light sunlight, seeps from the curtain crevice, curls in the room.

Song Qinghuan opened her eyes vaguely and subconsciously wanted to raise her hand and stretch. An arm stretched over her side and gently pressed on her body.

The side Mou, she then saw when resist cold, languid facial expression, doting ground looking at her.

When she looked at herself, she gave her a kiss: "I woke up so early, it seems that I didn't work hard enough last night!"

Song Qinghuan was infuriated by his ambiguous words and said, "get out of here!"

Shi Yuhan's eyes narrowed: "no one ever dares to say 'Roll' to me!"

Although his eyes were full of danger, they seemed to be full of power to destroy the whole world.

But song Qinghuan, at the moment, is bold and ruthless.

Without showing any weakness, she raised her head to face the cold and said, "I'm going to say the word 'Roll'. What can you do to me? Do you want to throw me out? "

When the cold is not angry, but laughed, in her ear breath: "say it, see how I love you!"

The word "pain" is very ambiguous.

The next moment, when the cold whole pressure on her delicate body, song Qinghuan only whimpered, lips were seized by his hegemony.

He was like a domineering general attacking the city and plundering the pool, sweeping and seizing fiercely, sucking her tender tongue.

He kisses all over the body to soften, sends out the attractive crime sound.

Seeing that the ambiguous factor is about to explode in the air, the telephone at the head of the bed rings.

Very unwilling, but when Yu or face impatient pick up: "what's the matter?"

Song Qinghuan wanted to slip out of his control, but his face suddenly became cold.

Don't know what the other party said, he hooked his lips to show bloodthirsty general sneer: "looking for the old man, very good, I'm afraid the old man is not willing to intervene, pretending not to know. Three days later, he didn't respond, so he invested 100 billion yuan to wash it. I want to see when he will take over! "

With that, he piled the phones down.

Song Qinghuan has been looking at him, in the heart of a bout of suspicion and speculation: "when the cold, you invest 100 billion to wash, is money laundering?"

When the cold indifferent smile: "not washing black line, just playing a game."

Song Qinghuan opened her mouth in amazement and didn't believe in the tunnel: "a game? A game costs 100 billion yuan? "

"It's 100 billion dollars," Shi Yuhan corrected her, and her eyes were deep and unpredictable. "Guess what game will it be that needs 100 billion dollars?"

Hearing this, song Qinghuan was even more shocked. It was not 100 billion yuan, but 100 billion US dollars.

What on earth does he want to do?

It's hard to guess. In fact, it's not so hard to guess. She knows that it has something to do with the black line in the case of her brother's disappearance, as well as his parents.

Song Qinghuan bit his lip and said it half a day later.

She changed the topic and asked her heart: "when it was cold, why did you have dinner with Zhang Jie and Xiao Xiao yesterday?"

In the tone of voice, there is unyielding grievance and jealousy.

The topic turns too fast, when the cold a Zheng.

Immediately, his face released a fascinating sexy smile: "it's not a small vinegar bag!"

He put his arms around Song Qinghuan's shoulders, hoping to rub her to the depth of his body.

Song Qinghuan is angry, suddenly bite his neck, as if to bite down.