Chapter 558

Song Qinghuan's body fell on the bed, and he felt dizzy.

She got up in panic and supported herself, but before she could react, she leaned down to kiss her lips.

The kiss was cold, without a trace of temperature, without a trace of gentleness, like a gnawing.

Song Qinghuan grabbed his shirt and tried his best, but he couldn't push it away. He had to do whatever he wanted.

It hurts. It really hurts.

The pain made her weak breath seem to disappear, and her whole body was tense and trembling.

His heart was too stuffy, too heavy, and it seemed that he was about to explode, but he couldn't find an outlet when he died. He was lingering with her, as if he wanted to be lingering in each other's soul, as if he could be relieved.

After the excitement, Shi Yuhan got out of bed and was ready to take her to the bathroom for washing. Song Qinghuan suddenly asked, "I haven't been in love once since I was young. You are almost in your thirties. How many times have you been in love?"

When the cold Shen Mei looked at her speechless, seems to be wondering why she suddenly like this, also do not know where her words come from.

He thought for a moment and asked, "what's this for?"

Song Qinghuan looked at him coldly: "in terms of your identity and appearance, you should have countless women. Your women can't stand your rudeness and barbarism, and they will all leave you."

"Song Qinghuan," when the voice cold down.

But song Qinghuan was not afraid at all and showed no sign of weakness: "aren't you studying abroad? Isn't it civilized and educated in the west? You should know what a gentleman is and why you should be so rude. If you feel unhappy, you will upset me. I'm not your outlet. If you don't like me, you'll kick me out of this house. I don't want to marry you. You have to marry me. "

When Yuhan looked at her, eyes indifferent as usual: "who married you? Song Qinghuan, you are willing to do everything. "

Song Qinghuan bit his teeth and got up from the bed: "since I volunteered, I'll leave. I won't worry about you, OK!"

She sat up from the other side of the bed, dressed casually, opened the door and wanted to leave without slippers.

When resist cold Mou color dark sink for a while, pull her: "go up where?"

Song Qinghuan struggled: "you care where I go. I don't want to be tossed to death by you. You don't like me. I don't want to live with you."

"No, it depends on whether I want to." When the cold hold her back, throw her on the bed, like throwing a dress as easy.

Song Qinghuan got up from the bed and said, "when it's cold, I want a divorce!"

"Divorce, who do you want to live with? Qianze, eh? " When the cold pressure in her body, a punch in her head side, because of the strong grip and blue muscle burst up.

Song Qinghuan was startled, and his little heart suddenly fell into the abyss.

The heart is clenched tightly, but she is still brave, with him cold stand.

His eyes turned red. Song Qinghuan clenched his fist and beat Shi Yuhan: "you are a psycho. Why do you mention qianze when you have nothing to do? It is you who have done something wrong. You don't apologize. You still bother me. How can I offend you “