Chapter 712

When the cold outside told her to open the window, because the sound insulation equipment is good, she can only see the mouth.

In the heart suddenly a burst of strong excitement, song Qinghuan quickly opened the French window.

At that time, as soon as Yuhan entered the room, she immediately jumped into his arms, but because of her big belly, she could only side her body around his waist.

The first time when the cold hold her hand, for fear that she will accidentally fall.

Song Qinghuan raised her eyes and looked at him. There was a stream of hot and humid tears in her eyes. She choked out: "when it's cold Why are you here? "

What a surprise! I didn't expect that he would come out in the middle of the night.

Song Qinghuan is a bit trance and lethargic, like a dream. When she is sure that he is coming, she just wants to hold him, and then never part.

In my heart, there was nothing else, only excitement and joy, with hot tears, buried his face in his chest.

Holding song Qinghuan at that moment, long-distance fatigue, uneasy heart, all slowly relaxed down.

That deep cold eyes, suddenly also become gentle and hot up.

He attached himself to song Qinghuan's hair with thin lips. His voice was deep and low. "It's cold at night. I'll close the window first."

Song Qinghuan hears speech, released him gently.

After he closed the window, he immediately took him to the bedside, and then looked at him without blinking. His eyes looked so affectionate.

When the cold also looked at her affectionately, kiss gently fell down, printed in her eyebrows, sweet like the soft flower candy.

"Why did you come all of a sudden?" Song Qinghuan asked gently.

Shi Yuhan said softly, "you didn't mean to let me come to see you. I promised you that I would come to see you sometime. It happened that I was free tonight, so I came here, but I can only stay for two hours..."

Song Qinghuan was surprised to interrupt him: "so far away, you only stay for two hours."

When the cold slightly nodded, with his forehead against her forehead, low way: "well, only two hours, five o'clock I will leave."

Song Qinghuan was stunned and suddenly felt guilty.

Is it because she was angry and hung up his phone, so he was worried and came all night just to make her not angry

This, song Qinghuan in the heart has the sour and astringent that can't say, lift the MOU to look at him, but seem to notice that his forehead is some not right.

Subconsciously, she raised her hand and touched his forehead.

But Shi Yuhan suddenly turned away from her touch.

But song Qinghuan still lifted his broken hair from his forehead, and then saw that there was a bruise on his forehead with tiny blood.

"When it's cold, what's wrong with you..." Song Qinghuan's voice suddenly changed and his hands trembled.

She stretched out her hand again, but she was gently grasped by Shi Yuhan.

His eyes are cold and light, and don't care about the tunnel: "a little accident, don't worry."

"Little accident? What kind of accident did you get hurt? How did it happen... " Song Qinghuan's voice trembled and choked: "let me see. Is it serious?"

Although only one glance, she can feel that the work is not caused by encounter, but by fighting with others.

Again against her forehead, let her full of worry and heartache face, on his deep eyes, when the cold light way: "not serious, but also good?"