Song Xiang didn't expect that she was such a loser. She was still freezing even though most of the wind was blown by the severe cold.
After being carried into the car by him, she huddled in his arms and forced herself to talk to him: "Xiao Yan."
"Um."
"Next time you are angry with me, just punish me, don't punish yourself too, okay?"
When she touched his hand, it was as cold as ice.
"No."
"Tsk, then I feel sorry for you."
"You feel sorry for yours, and I feel sorry for mine. Don't delay anyone."
Song Xiang laughed out loud and snuggled into his arms again, feeling his body temperature.
The car drove all the way to the B&B. She wanted to go out for a walk, but he held her in his arms.
"Don't bother."
"oh……"
Once inside, the temperature rises and is so comfortable that one can squint one's eyes.
Back in the room, it's even warmer.
There was sand on her coat, so Song Xiang took off his own and wanted to pick up Yan Han's clothes, but she felt a little blurry in front of her eyes and staggered a bit.
Yan Han hugged her in time, "What's wrong?"
"It's over, I've been tricked." Song Xiang squeezed out a smile, "Don't be nervous, I just caught a cold. You can ask someone to give you some ginger tea and cold medicine, and I'll be fine after a night of boredom."
Seeing this, Yan Han tried the temperature of her forehead, and his expression immediately turned serious.
I feel a little regretful, I should have told her in another way.
After ordering medicine and tea, he carried her to the bed and wrapped them together.
Song Xiang leaned in his arms and spoke in a muffled voice with a smile: "Isn't it appropriate to do it in broad daylight?"
Yan Han straightened her hair and said, "Don't talk and rest."
"Oh..." I just wanted to lighten the mood.
Yan Han leaned over and kissed her ear, "I'm talking, you listen."
Song Xiang smiled, "Okay."
"I know you can't change it for the time being, and you will change it slowly in the future. I am telling you that I have had a lot of money and power since I was born, and there is no less than a little bit of icing on the cake. If you are just Song Xiang, you will share everything with me in the future.
, not to mention that you are Rongyi and you have enough."
Song Xiang remained silent.
The man pulled the quilt and whispered: "I don't lack anything, don't think about getting anything for me, I don't lack those things."
"Then what are you missing?" she asked subconsciously.
He clicked his tongue, pushed her head back, pinched her face, "Shut up and rest."
Song Xiang: "..."
whispering sound.
Yan Han looked at her with deep eyes and said after a long time: "It's just the same thing."
"Um?"
"I send you to grow old together with me."
Song Xiang got out of his arms with a swipe.
Yan Han frowned and pressed her back again, "Rest!"
Song Xiang laughed muffledly, "You say such sweet things, I can't bear it. How can I sleep?"
Yan Han: "..."
His face turned slightly unnaturally red and he cleared his throat, "You said less before?"
Song Xiang hugged him, raised her head on his chest, and kissed his chin.
"If you say more, you'll tell me too much..."
Halfway through the words, a feeling of dizziness came over me.
The severe coldness caused her to frown, and she immediately became nervous, "Are you dizzy?"
Song Xiang was afraid that he would be worried, so she kept joking, "No, I'm so sweet that I fainted from you."
Naturally, Yan Han would not be fooled by her, so he pushed him into the quilt, ordered some ginger tea, and asked Yan Song to find a safe doctor.
"Don't be nervous, just take a nap."
Song Xiang originally wanted to let it go, but was glared at by Yan Han, stuck out her tongue, and got into the quilt.
Ginger tea was brought in, and the doctor soon arrived.