1266 Blow the cold wind if you can't figure it out
The car stopped at the beach. Yan Han glanced at Song Xiang and said, "Get out of the car."
Song Xiang was shocked and looked outside. The wind was so strong that the trees could not bear it.
"It's very cold."
"get off."
Tsk——
Song Xiang gritted his teeth and wanted to hit his head with a bang to see what was in his mind.
She took a breath, forget it, endure it.
Push the door and get out of the car.
As soon as she got out of the car, the cold wind immediately forced her to wrap her coat tightly, shrinking her neck into it.
Just as he was thinking about it, Yan Han also got out of the car through the door on the other side.
He came over, took her hand, and walked across the green belt to the beach.
The salty and wet sea breeze blew against his face, mixed with fine dust, and Song Xiang had to squint his eyes.
She pulled his sleeve, "Stern Han..."
The man was unmoved and led her to the bench, wiped her chair with a huge fallen leaf, and stood in front of her.
"sit down."
"oh……"
Song Xiang sat down, raised her head, and saw that he was blocking most of the wind from her. She stretched out her hands and rubbed them, "Don't be silent."
"Think about it yourself, where did you go wrong?"
Song Xiang:???
She blinked, a little confused, "Am I wrong?"
Stern and silent.
Seeing his unwillingness to give in, Song Xiang quickly relived what had just happened in his mind, thinking about his mistakes.
"Am I too polite to Kashiwahara Go?"
Oh.
"I...don't react quickly?"
There was simply silence.
Song Xiang scratched his head, extremely anxious, "Go back first and tell us if it's okay, it's so cold here."
"The cold is just right, it helps people wake up easily."
Song Xiang: "..."
She bit her lip, held her chin in her hands, lowered her head with her mouth pursed.
Forget it, just freeze it, I don't believe he doesn't feel bad.
After a long time, he probably sensed her thoughts and reached out to lift her ears.
"Haven't figured it out yet?"
Song Xiang turned away and avoided his hand, "Unexpected."
Yan Yanhan raised his hand to hold the top of her head, "You just thought it was okay to be a guinea pig, didn't you?"
Song Xiang immediately wanted to refute, but he pressed his head and couldn't lift it up.
"Not counting mice, haven't they all been clinically tested?"
"Then he's still asking for your data?"
Song Xiang tried to raise his head again, but he still held him down.
"I just instinctively asked casually, but I didn't..."
"Where did you get this instinct?"
"Just get used to it..."
"Then change it!"
Song Xiang struggled, "Let go first."
"Not loose."
Song Xiang was furious.
She hugged herself tightly with both hands, shrank into a ball, and sulked.
I thought about it quietly, feeling a little annoyed.
She is telling the truth. She has many years of work habits. As long as she does not harm her own important interests and finds ways to solve problems, that is the way to work. As long as she takes a little risk, she can help Yan Han win such a big project. It is simply
It's pie in the sky.
I don’t know when the hand on my head was removed.
She raised her head and stared at him, "I..."
The man lowered his head and asked, "Are you awake?"
Song Xiang was speechless and paused, "Yeah."
He blamed her subconscious mind and her habit of treating herself as a weight.
"Are you cold?" she asked him.
He blocked most of the wind from her, her face was white from the cold, and her lips were a little chapped.
"If you don't understand, we will continue to freeze."
Song Xiang nodded repeatedly and said: "I understand, I understand. Let's get back to the car first, okay?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt uncomfortable in her nose, opened her mouth, and sneezed hard.