Dear Mr. Shi

As the kiss deepened, the hand with the palm around her waist began to vigorously rubbed her fragile waist.

Song Qinghuan shuddered, but helplessly, she couldn't get away anyhow.

Tears rushed out again.

She was so scared and afraid, couldn't she feel it when she kept forcing him to keep away from the cold?

No, he clearly felt her fear, her fear, but he had to ignore it, he had to hate it more, and he had to treat her more cruelly.

Because he has no retreat, and she still has a retreat...

Sometimes there are certain things, knowing that doing so will make you sad, but you still have to do it.

God said that the sunlight that people encounter when they are at their most desolate can shine into the depths of their hearts. It is a kind of warmth that will never be forgotten in a lifetime.

He didn't meet her when he was the most desolate, but he married her when he was the loneliest, which is also a memory that can't be erased for a lifetime.

A person should forget himself for someone at least once in his life, do not ask for results, do not ask for peers, do not ask for once possessed, or even ask you to love me. It is enough to ask for one encounter.

He doesn't know what he is clinging to, but he knows that everything will pass, like those flowers, those flowing water...

Shi Yuhan bit her lip fiercely, causing Song Qinghuan to tremble with pain, hot tears running down the corners of her eyes to the corners of her mouth.

The bitter taste made him just feel like he was going crazy.

He kissed deeper, leaned his palms into his clothes, held her petite plump, and played with it, rubbing the top with his fingers repeatedly.

There was a burst of hemp, and Song Qinghuan was shaking all over, almost out of breath.

She was unable to lean against the cold on her shoulders, and had completely given up struggling, so she could do whatever he wanted.

The zipper of the jeans was opened with a clear sound, and her slender fingers went down from her lower abdomen to the most secret place belonging to the woman.

After rubbing it twice, it pierced accurately, deep in the petals between the legs.

"Yeah~~" Song Qinghuan raised her head, her white neck trembling violently like a sad swan.

She wanted to stand up and retreat, but behind the pool wall, she couldn't retreat.

The fingers inside his body pierced deeper, and he gasped for breath, finally letting go of her lips.

"Don't..." Song Qinghuan burst into tears in an instant.

Shi Yu coldly ignored her pale, tearful face, bowed her head and kissed her lips, and bit her brutally: "Does it hurt?"

Nodded, Song Qinghuan nodded, she cried out in pain.

He curled his lips coldly and chuckled evilly: "Afraid?"

Song Qinghuan seemed to be relieved from death, her eyes still filled with fear, and Godless stared at her without focusing.

Tears flowed down unconsciously.

"I feel the fear of death, do you know that I am afraid?" Shi Yuhan's low voice was icy and breathtaking, "I can't experience it once, I experience it twice, huh?"

Song Qinghuan bit her lip, finally freed her hands, and then pushed him weakly: "Go away, let go of me..."

Eyes were red scary, Shi Yuhan released the hand that had violated him and pressed his body firmly against him: "Song Qinghuan, in the swimming pool of Shiguo Bieyuan, is the water there scared you, or the water here scared you even more."

Song Qinghuan’s face was stained with pain, tears filled her eyes, she yelled like a burst: "You! You scare me even more... When you stay out of the cold, I am fed up with you, I will never see you again, you let me go !"