Dear Mr. Shi

The third round is the beginning of the final round.

This time it was Song Qinghuan who came first. When she finished shaking the dice and placed it on the table, she felt everything in front of her started to shake.

She knew that she was drunk!

"2 o'clock! 2 o'clock!" Han Qianqian shouted from the side, and then opened Song Qinghuan's dice cover.

It's not two o'clock, it's six o'clock!

But Han Qianqian was happy enough.

She looked like she was holding the winning ticket and shook up her dice cup "wow!"

But when she opened her dice cover, the smug smile on her face suddenly solidified, her expression resembling a yelling duck, suddenly strangling her throat.

Song Qinghuan shook his dizzy head, lowered his head and looked intently, one by one and one two, a total of only three.

At this moment, she chuckled, then turned to look at Shi Yuhan, with a pleasurable expression, as if saying that I won, I won, and you let me join the Times Group.

Shi Yuhan ignored her and looked at Han Qianqian leisurely, with no sadness or joy on her face, "You lost, Miss Han! From then on, I have nothing to do with you anymore."

His cold voice poked every word into Han Qianqian's heart, making Han Qianqian instantly pale.

She watched with teary eyes to keep out the cold, biting her lower lip, a pear blossom rainy but stubborn, her voice hoarse: "No, I didn't lose! Fake, you must not be married, I know you have a cleanliness addiction. , You never kiss anyone, you kiss her, if you kiss him, I believe..."

"What?" Song Qinghuan looked shocked and shocked.

Shi Yuhan stretched his hand over Song Qinghuan’s face, squeezed her chin domineeringly, and forced her small face to appear under his sight. The mysterious man’s dark eyes filled with bottomless eyes. trap.

Song Qinghuan was startled and messed up in the wind, and was about to say to Shi Yuhan: Don't be too messy...

Shi Yuhan leaned forward and kissed her soft lips.

Stunned, blushing, heartbeat, surprise, and some inexplicable emotions attacked Song Qinghuan at the same time, her eyes widened in fright.

After staying for five seconds, she struggled hard.

But Shi Yuhan did not allow her to escape. After her lips escaped, he clasped her back neck tightly with one hand, and sealed her red lips again with thin lips, grinding them hard, looting and ravaging them wantonly.

Song Qinghuan's brain was blank, she couldn't think, only the heat of her lips and tongue, and the breath that made her more and more chaotic.

"..." Her face became paler and paler, she was about to suffocate, she needed to breathe and wanted to push him away, but the more she struggled, the deeper he kissed.

At last she could see nothing and feel nothing.

It was really embarrassing. She was actually kissed and fainted. This was the last memory that Song Qinghuan had in her mind before she fainted.

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