"I'm just friends with scannan. We have nothing. Can you stop eating this dry vinegar?" Song Qing laughed and put his face on his broad back.
The hand around his waist gradually tightened unconsciously, as if to tell her how much she cared about him.
When the cold drop eyes silent meeting, and then open her hand turned around.
He looked at her, Qingjun eyes can not afford a wave: "Song Qinghuan, there is no friendship between men and women."
"But he and I are really just friends," Song Qinghuan said, grabbing his hand again.
When the cold some helpless sigh: "I have something to go out for a while."
Then he took out his hand and walked out of the room without stopping.
Song Qinghuan droops her eyes and looks at her empty hand. There is no one in front of her. She raises her eyes and stares angrily at the direction that shiyuhan leaves. "Shiyuhan, you smelly man, I'm angry too!"
That said, but at night, she tossed and turned, how can not sleep.
Song Qinghuan told herself that it was because she had slept too long that she could not sleep. But when she came back from the cold, she took a shower and lay on her bed. She immediately adjusted her posture to face the cold.
When the cold light to look at her, and then turn off the light ready to sleep.
But just as Shi Yuhan was about to lie down, song Qinghuan reached out and turned on the light of her bedside table. She hummed to Shi Yuhan twice.
When the cold ignore her, close your eyes, a pair of sleep posture.
Excessive, unexpectedly still ignore her, want to be angry to when, she won't just be angry for a while not born.
Song Qinghuan deliberately leaned against the cold. Seeing that he still didn't respond, he hugged him with both hands and feet and stuck to him like a large koala.
See when the cold or ignore her, song Qinghuan mischievous, with his arm uneasily, in his chest back and forth, deliberately tease.
The black Mou you ground opens an eye, he does not make a sound color of Hang Mou to use remaining light, looking at that to touch to touch on own body small hand.
Then he looked at Song Qinghuan, his eyes narrowed and warned: "Song Qinghuan!"
"I'm here!" Song Qinghuan gently stroked his sexy chest and responded to a soft voice.
When the cold cold cold voice: "let go!"
"No!" Song Qinghuan is like an octopus, lying on his body.
It's hard to see the extreme face when eating. At least it's no longer cold and indifferent. Song Qinghuan, with a smile in his stomach, complains: "who let you ignore me?"
I don't know what to do with her.
Song Qinghuan smiles at him. He laughs insidiously: "if you want to ignore me again, I'll stay on you, sleep on you, eat on you, pee on you, by the way Hey, hey It's on you, too! "
When the cold suddenly pick eyebrows, disappeared just helpless.
He relaxed and asked lazily, "really don't leave?"
"Unless you give me a smile!" Song Qinghuan coaxed the way.
"It's up to you. If you feel comfortable sleeping like this, you can hold it like this." With that, he closed his eyes, relaxed his limbs and lay on the big bed.
After a while, song Qinghuan felt that his hands and feet were stiff and numb, and some of them didn't look like his own.
She angrily looked at Shi Yuhan, who was breathing steadily and seemed to be asleep. She slightly loosened her limbs and stretched them slightly. Then she patted Shi Yuhan on her body: "you're really sleeping. I'm so angry."