Dear Mr. Shi-Chapter 865 - Song Qinghuans identity 1

Chapter 865: 865, Song Qinghuan’s identity 1

Chapter 865: 865, Song Qinghuan’s identity 1

The morning sky was still dark when Wen Zhaozhao woke up and opened her eyes to find Shi Annuo also awake, staring intently at her.

Even though they had been married for some time and had shared many moments of intimacy, their relationship had still not turned into that of an old married couple.

Under Shi Annuo’s gaze, Wen Zhaozhao felt slightly nervous, her mouth feeling dry and parched.

Thus, she shyly stuck out her tongue to moisten her lips, but before she could withdraw it, Shi Annuo’s tongue intertwined with hers.

“Hmm, we haven’t brushed our teeth… It’s not really… um…” Her words came out in intermittent murmurs.

Shi Annuo’s lips left hers and he spoke with a voice that was sexy in the way only the morning can be, “You’re worried I’ll mind that you haven’t brushed your teeth because you mind that I haven’t either…”

“Of course not!” Wen Zhaozhao quickly denied.

“Then all is well!” Shi Annuo said, and his lips dove in for another deep kiss.

Not only that, but his body covered hers, and his hands began to wander over her body unrestrainedly.

His scorching hand, as if carrying fire, made Wen Zhaozhao feel utterly limp and tingling. She raised her hand lightly to press against Shi Annuo, trying to free hers, “Annuo, weren’t we… last night… didn’t we already… how can you… again…”

“Last night was last night, morning is morning,” Shi Annuo said, nibbling on Wen Zhaozhao’s earlobe, “Tell me, if you eat dinner last night, can you skip breakfast the next morning? Hm?”

This, this… Wen Zhaozhao didn’t know how to respond. Under Shi Annuo’s teasing, she had become so feeble and melted away like spring water, leaving her at his mercy…

Song Qinghuan learned that evening that Shi Annuo and Wen Zhaozhao had not returned to their own place the previous night when Auntie He went to call them for breakfast.

After breakfast, just as Song Qinghuan was about to call Shi Annuo, he and Wen Zhaozhao came back, looking a bit disheveled from spending the night outdoors without cleaning up or changing their clothes.

Moreover, when Wen Zhaozhao saw Song Qinghuan and Jin Lin, she seemed somewhat embarrassed, like a child who had been caught doing something naughty.

Jin Lin, grinning from ear to ear, said something shocking, “Looks like they went for a thrilling experience yesterday, a field battle perhaps.”

Sputter! Song Qinghuan nearly spit out her porridge.

Wen Zhaozhao’s face turned red as a beet, all the way to her ears, and she almost ran upstairs as if fleeing for her life.

Shi Annuo coughed dryly a few times, then turned back to look at Jin Lin with an artificially solemn expression, “Aunt, Zhaozhao is shy.”

Jin Lin waved her off, “I know, you’re reeking of sweat, go take a shower.”

As Shi Annuo turned to leave, Jin Lin added another comment, “I wonder if anyone took pictures of you. The last couple got their pictures taken and uploaded online, it was explosive. Want to see?”

Hearing this, Shi Annuo had a look of gloom on his face.

He nearly stumbled, thinking his aunt’s imagination was far too wild; they were in a tent, after all, and it was in the wee hours of the night. He hadn’t heard any cars and believed no one would have walked there just to take pictures for no reason.

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Meanwhile, Song Qinghuan couldn’t hold back any longer and started to laugh uproariously, thumping the table.

Shi Annuo quickly followed Wen Zhaozhao upstairs, while Jin Lin, unbothered, pulled out a set of photos on her phone and handed it to Song Qinghuan, “I’m not lying to you. If you don’t believe me, have a look. It’s all over WeChat Moments.”

In the end, Song Qinghuan couldn’t see the photos as she received a call from Shi Yuhuan.