"Baby, the world we live in is not a TV series, and the victory of justice is not the only ending."
Song Xiang opened his mouth wide, "Then..."
"Don't worry, the outcome has nothing to do with me. If Xiao Sheng can't stand it, I will naturally withdraw."
He said it lightly, but Song Xiang could sense that the matter was quite serious.
"Then I'll go with you."
"You don't want Nanrong anymore?"
"I don't want it anymore..." He started crying again.
Yan Han hugged her, placed his chin on top of her head, and chuckled, "I'm on a business trip and I'm still a crybaby?"
Song Xiang hugged him tightly and refused to let go.
"There are still two hours and forty minutes left, please recharge the battery, okay?" he said suddenly.
"Um?"
Song Xiang raised his head blankly, his face covered with tears.
He came closer, touched the tip of her nose, then stood up, carried her towards the bed, and fell down together.
Song Xiang reacted and was about to get up when he bullied him again.
"Asshole, you don't miss me at all. Your mind is full of color trash." She lightly hit his chin with her head.
The man chuckled, leaned over and kissed her neck, "This is the most direct way to express that I miss you."
I want to feel you and have you.
Song Xiang turned his face sideways and snorted, "That's ridiculous."
It's actually true.
As soon as he got close, her body became honest and surrendered obediently.
Mentally and physically, of course, she knew best how to cooperate with him.
"How do you go? Is there any danger?"
"Be good, don't ask unnecessary questions at this time."
The buttons on her chest were unbuttoned, and his lips pressed against her collarbone, then went down.
Song Xiang raised her hand and stroked his hair, "How did you know I would come?"
"bet."
He put his hands on her sides and guided her to untie his belt while speaking: "If you don't come, I will have to leave alone. Anyway, I have already seen you during the day."
Speaking of daytime, Song Xiang felt aggrieved again.
If she hadn't changed her mind and come here to look for him, just seeing him during the day would have made her stunned to death.
With this thought in mind, I gently tugged on his hair.
Bad guy!
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eight thirty
There have been knocks on the door three times, and the man and woman on the bed are still tightly intertwined.
Song Xiang hugged the man's waist, fearing that he would run away in the next second.
Yan Han hugged her back and kissed her hair gently, feeling so stressed that he was about to explode.
Since that day at the airport, things have been going on. The Yan family has to develop, problems have to be solved, and those things hidden in the darkness seem to have an agreement, and they all come out.
"Will you take me away with you?" Song Xiang's throat was a little dry and her voice was small.
"no."
"Why?"
Yan Han pulled the quilt and covered her completely, "It's too dangerous."
Song Xiang pursed his lips, "You know the danger, and you still join in the fun..."
Yan Han twitched the corner of his mouth in the darkness, helplessness flashed in his eyes.
He's a silly fox, he doesn't want to join in the fun, he has to join in the fun.
Song Xiang leaned in his arms and suddenly straightened up, "Isn't it Xiao Sheng who threatened you?"
"Um?"
Song Xiang thought for a while and talked about the experience of meeting Xiao Sheng on the cruise ship. "Thinking about it now, I feel like she is deliberately approaching us. From the second meeting, it seems that we can always run into her."
Yan Han: "..."
Just now she was congratulating herself on her stupidity, but her IQ immediately soared.
He opened his mouth, and Song Xiang immediately approached, "Don't tell me it's a coincidence."