Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan waved his hands again and again: "No, no, I just take a taxi and go back."

As if thinking that his car broke down, he did not drive there. Bi Yuntao smiled and said, "Okay, then you are careful on the road!"

Song Qinghuan smiled, then said goodbye to everyone, and left quickly.

As soon as she reached the side of the restaurant's road, Shi Yuhan's car stopped in front of her. Song Qinghuan looked left and right. Seeing no one was following, he quickly got into the car.

Shi Yuhan drove forward slowly.

Song Qinghuan thought that the two of them would remain silent as usual, but he didn't expect Shi Yuhan to speak out, and actually asked her: "Have you eaten?"

She is a foodie and has to eat a lot of things a day. Such a little foie gras is not enough for her to fill her teeth. Of course, she can't eat enough.

But of course she wouldn't answer that way, and curled her lips: "It's fine!"

He leaned on the window, watching the neon flashing outside, the traffic was like a dragon, Shi Yuhan drove the car, glanced at her faintly, and then squinted her eyes, as if thinking about something.

There was still a long way to go from the villa area, Song Qinghuan watched as he was preparing to sleep for a while, and found that the car suddenly stopped.

She looked at Shi Yuhan in surprise, and seemed to be asking why he got off the car.

Shi Yuhan ignored her, got out of the car and went to her car door again, opened the car door, "Get off!"

The door opened, and the cold wind rushed in. Song Qinghuan shook subconsciously, then gathered his clothes and got out of the car: "What are you doing?"

When she frowned and asked, she looked to the front again. When she found them at the entrance of the cinema, she was even more astonished. She moved her eyes to Shi Yuhan: "Watching a movie?"

"Go in!" Shi Yuhan said domineeringly, not to be beaked.

Song Qinghuan shook his head: "I don't want to go to see, I just want to go home, you have to see you alone, anyway, I won't go."

Shi Yuhan's face sank and he said face to face with her, "No, you must watch it!"

As his words sounded, his hands clasped her waist and led her to the cinema.

The two watched a literary and artistic romance movie, which easily touched the depths of women's hearts. Song Qinghuan was entangled with the heroine when he watched and looked quite immersed in the drama.

In the exciting part of the movie, there was also a bed scene. In the dark theater, several couples couldn't control it, and they kissed each other.

Song Qinghuan, who was sitting in the last row, happened to be able to see all of them. She blushed and curled her head, and couldn't bear to look directly.

Suddenly Yuhan leaned over and hugged her tightly.

Song Qinghuan's face flushed yesterday and was almost unable to breathe, although Shi Yuhan did not kiss her, but his hand was in her clothes, lingering and rubbing lightly.

Such a slight and gentle touch made Song Qinghuan tremble for a while.

Song Qinghuan stretched out his hand and pushed him, but he couldn't push away, and he couldn't push away.

Under Shi Yuhan's indifferent and calm appearance, there is always a dominance that cannot be rejected, especially between men and women, he has always taken the initiative.

Seeing his hand, it seemed that he was becoming more and more presumptuous, Song Qinghuan whispered his name in a trembling voice: "Shi Yuhan"

Then he took his hand.

Shi Yuhan looked at her scorchingly in the dark night, and then squeezed her hand. After the movie ended, she did not let go, and went into the car.

All the way home, the two of them were silent, and no one spoke, but all the factors that wandered in the car were ambiguous and charming.