Chapter 1216: Artificially Destroying Human Desires
Song Xiang was busy all afternoon. He was originally going to see Gu Lian, but when he left the conference room, it was already dark.
Yan Han had a social event in the evening, so someone took her to the villa.
I soaked in a hot spring on a snowy day until my whole body felt soft. I lay on the bed and played with the cotton candy machine.
An Xuyue's black cat named "Yan Gou" was brought back. She felt bored, so she played with Yan Gou. She was responsible for making marshmallows, and Yan Gou was responsible for eating them.
"The dog is so good."
Song Xiang reached out and scratched the cat's neck.
The black cat ate happily and his temper was much better than before.
While she was playing, there was movement outside. Song Xiang turned over and tried to open the door. However, when the cat saw that there was no more candy in the machine, it whimpered and pounced on her.
Song Xiang was knocked down, her face was covered with cat saliva, "Yan Gou, be good, I'll do it for you later, be good, get off first."
Click.
The door is opened.
Yan Han stood by the door, his sleeves rolled up to his forearms, "Who are you calling Yan Gou?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he glanced at the black cat in Song Xiang's arms.
The cat also noticed him, turned to look at Song Xiang again, and gave Song Xiang a hard lick, seemingly provoking Yan Han.
Yan Han tutted, walked closer, and directly picked up the cat.
"Hey, hey, be gentle, don't scare it."
Yan Han was too lazy to care about a cat. He walked to the door and threw it out easily.
Song Xiang was sitting by the bed. Before she could get out of bed, she was hugged by him, turned over and fell on the bed again.
"Stupid cat." He snorted lowly.
Song Xiang smiled softly, struggled to get up, and took out a wet tissue to wipe his face.
As soon as she finished wiping, Yan Han came up to her, and her cold lips stimulated her lips to tremble.
The tip of his tongue swept across her lower lip and flexibly penetrated it.
"hiss--"
The moment lips and tongues met, there was a stinging pain, forcing Yan Han to retreat a little.
Song Xiang's face was slightly red and a little confused, "What's wrong?"
The man frowned and wiped his lips with his fingertips, "It hurts a little."
"It hurts?" Song Xiang raised her hand and held his chin, "Does it hurt your mouth?"
Yan Han stood up and hugged her.
Song Xiang came closer and looked at his lips under the light. They seemed to be a little red.
"Does it still hurt?"
The man licked his lips and seemed to feel nothing.
Song Xiang pressed her chin on his pointed head and said, "Speak."
The soft voice was so close that there was no thought of speaking.
Song Xiang looked at his slightly dark eyes, chuckled lightly, and took the initiative to move closer.
She just sucked at the corner of his mouth, but he changed the angle in time and kissed her deeply.
The lingering kiss swept every part of her mouth, dissolving the fatigue of the whole day.
"Uh-"
The same sting.
Song Xiang was shocked and watched Yan Han retreat.
"What...what happened?"
Yan Han's eyebrows formed a hill, and his lips felt like needle pricks of pain, making him bend slightly in pain.
Song Xiang couldn't take it seriously now, so she quickly got out of bed and asked the housekeeper to find a doctor.
When she returned, Yan Han was leaning against the window, his lips obviously turning bright red.
"Why is this happening? Is it an allergy?"
It's not like even mango has such effect.
"Baby, your saliva seems to be poisonous." Yan Han saw her worry and joked.
Song Xiang gouged out a look at him and felt really distressed. She walked up to the bed and sat next to him, holding his face and observing carefully.
"It's strange, it seems like I was poisoned."
Yan Han raised his head, his Adam's apple slid up and down, and he breathed a sigh of relief.