Dear Mr. Shi

Chapter 251 - 251 251 I really want to bite you to death

?Chapter 251: 251, I really want to bite you to death. Chapter 251: 251, I really want to bite you to death. Shi Yuhuan said matter-of-factly, “Because we are married now!”

Song Qinghuan widened her eyes in shock, “But you promised before we got married, that it would be in name only.”

“Yes, I made that promise, but then you kept leading me on, seducing me over and over again. Have you forgotten how hard you tried to seduce me? That video from the other day hasn’t been deleted yet. If you want a refresher, I could show you. I am a normal man, and you’re not unattractive, how could I possibly remain unaffected?” Shi Yuhuan answered, his expression gravely serious.

His words almost made Song Qinghuan choke with frustration. The roots of her ears turned red, “I was drunk that time, I don’t even remember what I did. A real man should keep his word, shouldn’t he?”

Shi Yuhuan contemplated her words, his gaze never leaving her as he stepped towards her. Stopping just in front of her, he suddenly leaned closer, his lips near her ear, “And what about last night? Who was it who held onto me, yearning for me, urging me to go faster?”

In an instant, Song Qinghuan was struck as if by lightning, her body shivering. She was so taken aback that she almost fainted.

It was a little painful, but she still wanted more.

She had kept her lips sealed, but he had suddenly raised the stakes.

Song Qinghuan’s face blazed red, glaring at the extraordinarily alluring face before her. She wondered if Shi Yuhuan was possessed by some wicked spirit.

“You… Shi Yuhuan, you’re a jerk, you bully people.” Song Qinghuan was so upset she finally snapped, her eyes welling up with tears, she sniffled, “You coerced me, and now you’re saying things like this. I’ve never met such a jerk.”

Shi Yuhuan felt a pang of guilt, yet he remained silent.

“You told me not to harbor any illusions about you, do you really think I won’t pester you in the future if you’re like this?” Song Qinghuan said, wiping away her tears as she laughed bitterly.

No sooner had the words left her mouth, she felt a sudden warmth at her earlobe. A feeling of breath moved along her neck, “If I told you not to fantasize, could you stop? You skinny string bean, I really want to bite you.”

He leaned his lips to her throat, his teeth against her skin, looking like he would bite at any moment.

Song Qinghuan seemed to have been cast under a spell, her body stiffening. She couldn’t move, couldn’t speak, all she could do was breathe heavily.