Chapter 711

After hanging up the phone, song Qinghuan couldn't sleep in bed. He was angry at the call to keep warm. He had mixed feelings. The more he thought about it, the more angry he was. He couldn't sleep at all.

She looked at the ceiling with her eyes open, counted sheep with her eyes closed, one two three I tried to force myself to sleep, but I didn't feel sleepy.

The mobile phone on the bedside table rings. She reluctantly opens her eyes and sees the phone. It's a message sent by Yuhan.

He said, "did you sleep?"

Song Qinghuan is really surprised. Shi Yuhan even sends her a message. Will the sun come out from the west tomorrow?

Originally did not intend to return, but holding a mobile phone, do not know how to return three words, "asleep!"

"You can return messages when you fall asleep." The message of keeping out the cold soon came back.

Looking at the information, song Qinghuan can feel someone's funny smile when typing these words.

"Can't I send messages in my dream?" Song Qinghuan raised his posture haughtily, and was very impolite. When he bumped back, he kept out the cold.

When the cold back: "OK, of course, still angry?"

Song Qinghuan is also impolite: "why not angry, of course angry."

In fact, song Qinghuan was no longer angry. When he received the message of keeping warm, he felt no discomfort. After all, he knew that he cared so much about Si Canaan because he loved her, but he also had some words about Zhang Jie.

After thinking about it, she added, "you are such an asshole when it comes to keeping out the cold."

Half ring, when the cold did not return the message, song Qinghuan has been waiting, finally some unsteady gas, and then sent a: "I'm very angry, I don't forgive you."

"Then how can you not be angry and forgive me?" When the cold decisively lowered the posture, sent a message to ask.

Song Qinghuan originally wanted to reply haughtily: "impossible."

But she wanted to protect herself from the cold when she was in trouble, so she replied with a bad smile: "if you show up in my face now, I won't be angry, and I'll forgive you."

When Yuhan didn't return the message, song Qinghuan, who had been waiting for a long time, was a little upset. "Can't come, no words, I know you're not sincere."

Less than two seconds after the message was sent, the message came back: "open the window."

Open the window? What do you mean by that? Let her open the window at three o'clock in the morning. His head is tickling.

Because the stomach is getting bigger and bigger, song Qinghuan's going up and down the stairs always makes Aunt Wang tremble, so she helps song Qinghuan move the master bedroom to the first floor.

There is light out of the window. If it is not for the excellent sound insulation effect, it is estimated that the hum of the motor can still be heard.

Song Qinghuan immediately got up from the bed, stretched out her hand to open the curtain, and peered through the window at the shining stars.

In the open courtyard of the villa, a black streamlined car was parked, shining in the dark.

Then, an extraordinary figure came down from the car, and his handsome face showed a cold light.

Looking at the tall and straight figure, song Qinghuan's eyes suddenly brightened.

She stared at the person who suddenly appeared in front of her. In a trance, she thought she was dreaming.

When he was sending her a message, he didn't mention Q city. How did he suddenly appear here in the middle of the night.