Chapter 1067 You are not allowed to wear it in the future
His body was covered in sweat, like a moving heat source. Song Xiang suddenly hugged him and felt a steady stream of heat coming against his skin.
Hearing his low laugh, she came back to her senses. She was a little embarrassed and worried that she would be teased, so she didn't raise her head like a quail.
We haven’t seen each other for three days and I miss him so much.
Standing on tiptoes in his arms, she exposed her eyes and looked around. She found that everyone was busy doing something and no one seemed to be paying attention to them, so she boldly kissed him on the chin.
The man felt a slight touch on his chin, looked down and met her shining eyes.
Regardless of everyone, he pulled her out of the basketball court and went straight to the room upstairs.
Song Xiang trotted all the way to keep up, his mood still in a jumping state.
As soon as I entered the door, before I could move forward, I was pushed by him and pressed against the door panel.
He's so hot.
The tips of their noses touched, the man gasped slightly and pecked her on the lips.
"Miss me very much?"
Song Xiang snorted and turned away, "It's just average."
He smiled sternly, nuzzled hers with the tip of his nose, and wiped the sweat on her maliciously.
"You danced well just now."
Song Xiang cleared his throat and said, "Don't brag. You made several wrong moves."
"That's because dancing isn't suitable for you. When you get home, I'll have someone build a steel pipe in your room. That's your strength."
He deliberately lowered his voice, and at the end of the sentence, his gaze lingered on her lips, which was quite lustful.
Song Xiang bit her lip, "The one who dances is not good either."
She learned to dance and became a monk at the end of high school. Later, in college, she studied with a senior sister for a while.
After work, I have less contact and have almost lost everything. The previous dance in Liancheng was an extraordinary performance under the alcohol and atmosphere.
"Whether you dance well or not is not the important thing." The man put one hand on the door panel behind her, and touched her waist with the other hand. He changed the topic and said, "Next time you dance, wear this outfit."
When twisting, the waist is particularly strong.
Song Xiang glared at him softly, imitated his actions, reached into his jersey, and touched it too.
"You are not allowed to wear this outfit anymore."
Yan Han felt the coolness in her palms and smiled bewilderingly, "So domineering?"
Song Xiang pouted and pinched his waist, "Bo Siyan didn't even lift his clothes, why did you lift them!"
He even cheated on her several times, but she doesn’t understand any male ethics at all.
Listening to her tone, Yan Han was so amused that he lowered his head and laughed, his shoulders shaking slightly.
Song Xiang thought there were many people waiting, so she withdrew her hand and poked his chest, "Go take a shower quickly, everyone is still waiting."
"What's the rush? They're doing whatever we're doing. If we go out early, we might even get complained about."
Song Xiang: "..."
She didn't pay attention just now, wondering if his friends had female companions.
"Then don't waste your time, don't you have to..."
Yan Han raised his head and looked at her with a smile on his face, "What else do you want?"
Song Xiang's face looked a little unnatural. He hadn't mentioned that topic since she entered the door just now, so she didn't want to take the initiative to ask, as if she hated getting married.
She pushed him and put her hands behind her back.
"Hurry up and take a shower, it's all sweat and it stinks."
"Sure?"
"Smell it yourself."
Seeing that he was still not moving, Song Xiang reached out her hand again and pushed him toward the bathroom.
"It's so heartless. I risked my life for you, but you actually despise me."
Song Xiang didn't give him a chance to babble, pushed him through the door, and closed the door with a brush.