Dear Mr. Shi

Obviously, I'm tired of playing, so why do you treat her so tenderly? She has asked twice, but he just doesn't answer her.

Forget it, she won't ask again. If you ask again, there is still no answer. If Shi Yuhan doesn't want to say it, even if you ask it a thousand times or ten thousand times, he still won't say it.

Regarding him and Si Chen, although he didn't explain anything or testify to her, what he wanted to say seemed to have been made clear to her.

In fact, it can also be said that this is an explanation.

Song Qinghuan felt that she was really devilish, and she was still unable to maintain her tenderness when facing the cold.

As long as a word from him, or a look in his eyes, can determine her thoughts.

Just like at this moment, he didn't have too many words, but a few faint sentences could dispel her irritability and sadness over the past few days, making her feel at ease and contented, and then quietly leaned in his arms for a short break.

She felt that she should have someone find a small whip, and then give it a slap.

I heard that a certain classmate had made a scumbag boyfriend, but it was inseparable. No matter how the man treats her, the woman loves him and loves him.

She was very contemptuous when she heard the words, and then she said coolly, if I had done anything, what would have happened.

When things really happened to me, I realized that it was the truth that standing and talking didn't hurt.

Song Qinghuan really fell asleep after thinking about it, and slept very soundly, and did not wake up until after four o'clock in the afternoon.

At this time, there was nothing around him, and Shi Yuhan didn't know where he went.

She got up and went out, continuing to prepare things for the sacrifice of the day.

When the time came, Si Chen and Shi Mu had already prepared almost, and when they saw her coming, Si Chen made a mockery of her.

Song Qinghuan didn't bother to pay attention to him and continued to do his own thing.

Shi Mu had been there to help her all the time. Today, after Shi Yuhan explained things clearly to her, he looked back and found that Shi Mu morning seemed to be a little deliberately misleading her.

But Shi Mu was gentle and kind, so Song Qinghuan didn't think much about it.

After finishing his work, Si Chen brought in a bottle of mineral water and a bottle of beverage. He threw the mineral water to Shi Mu, and opened it by himself to prepare a drink.

Shi Mu looked at him with a deep face, and then snatched the drink from his hand, "Go get another bottle by yourself."

Si Chen was a little unwilling, but still didn't say anything. He glared at Song Qinghuan, turned around and went out again.

"Sorry, Si Chen has this temperament, so don't put it on your body too much," Shi Mu said apologetically, and handed Song Qinghuan the unopened water.

"Thank you, I didn't care," Song Qinghuan took the water and thought while drinking, Si Chen still listened to Shi's words.

The relationship between the two should be pretty good.

After drinking the water, Song Qinghuan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach.

Gradually, she found that it was not ordinary uncomfortable, but also particularly uncomfortable. There was a burst of colic in her abdomen, which intensified and intensified in an instant, as if overwhelming.

Suddenly in a trance in front of him, Song Qinghuan tilted softly, and then sat down on the ground.

Shi Mu was taken aback, "Qing Huan, what's the matter with you?"

Song Qinghuan sat on the ground, curled up hard, trying to resist the pain of piercing the intestines as much as possible, but this made all the attention to the stomach, and the more she was like this, the more her neck hurts.

It was the kind of terrible tingling, strong and swift, and it hurt to the internal organs instantly, as if all were displaced.