Dear Mr. Shi

The faint sunlight in the morning seeps through the gaps in the curtains and winds around the room.

Song Qinghuan opened her eyes in a daze, subconsciously wanting to raise her hand and stretch out, stretch an arm around her, gently pressing on her body.

Looking sideways, she saw Shi Yuhan, with a lazy expression, looking at her lovingly.

When she looked at herself, she kissed her gently: "I woke up really early, it seems I didn't work hard enough last night!"

Song Qinghuan was flushed with his ambiguity, and said annoyedly: "Get away!"

Shi Yuhan's eyes narrowed: "No one has ever dared to say the word'get out' to me!"

Although his slightly narrowed eyes were full of dangers, they seemed to be full of power that could destroy the entire world.

But Song Qinghuan was brave and ruthless at this moment, and never shy away from it.

Without showing any weakness, she raised her head to face the cold to protect herself from the cold: "I just want to say the word ‘get off’, what can you do to me? Do you want to throw me out!"

Shi Yuhan was not angry, but laughed and sighed in her ear: "Say, let's see how I love you well!"

The word "pain" is very ambiguous.

In the next instant, Shi Yuhan pressed her entire body on her delicate body, Song Qinghuan only whimpered, and his lips were grabbed by him domineeringly.

Like a domineering general attacking the city and plundering a pool, he swept and captured fiercely, sucking **** her soft tongue.

His whole body was softened by the kiss, making a tempting sound of crime.

Seeing that the ambiguous factor was about to explode in the air, the phone on the bedside rang.

Very reluctant, but Shi Yu still took it up impatiently, "What's the matter?"

Song Qinghuan wanted to take the opportunity to slip out of his control, but saw his face suddenly become cold.

Not knowing what the other party said, he curled his lips with a bloodthirsty sneer: "It's good to find the old man. I am afraid that the old man is unwilling to intervene and pretend not to know. In the past three days, he did not respond, so he voted 100 billion. Wash, I'm going to see when he picks up!"

After speaking, he put the phone down.

Song Qinghuan kept looking at him, with waves of suspicion and speculation in his heart: "When you are against the cold, you invest 100 billion to launder. Is it money laundering?"

Shi Yuhan smiled indifferently: "It's not a black line, just playing a game."

Song Qinghuan opened her mouth wide in astonishment, not believing the truth: "A game? A game costs 100 billion yuan?"

"It's 100 billion U.S. dollars," Shi Yuhan corrected her, looking unpredictable: "Guess what game it will be that requires 100 billion U.S. dollars?"

Hearing this, Song Qinghuan was even more shocked. It was not 100 billion yuan, but 100 billion U.S. dollars.

Shi Yuhan, what exactly does he want to do?

It's hard to guess, but in fact, it's not all that hard to guess. She knows that it has something to do with the black line in the case of her brother's disappearance, and it has something to do with his parents.

Song Qinghuan bit her lip and said after a long time.

She changed the subject and asked what she felt in her heart: "Shi Yuhan, why did you eat with Zhang Jie and Xiao Xiao yesterday?"

In the tone, there is unconcealable grievance and jealousy.

The topic changed too quickly, and Shi Yuhan was startled.

Immediately, a fascinating and **** smile appeared on his face: "It's not a little vinegar bag!"

He held Song Qinghuan's shoulders lightly, wishing to rub her into the depths of his body.

Song Qinghuan was angry, and suddenly bit his neck fiercely, as if he was about to bite it off.