There was a slight chill on her lips, and Song Xiang heard the sound of a string breaking in her heart. She raised her head mechanically, and for a moment she didn't have the courage to push away Yan Han.
His hint was obvious, asking her to repay him with the only thing he had.
Song Xiang's heart felt as if it was exploding. The delicate feeling on her lips reminded her everywhere that everything was back to the original point. Just like five years ago, she could only exchange her body for severe cold.
His kiss was probing and warning at first, but he probably found that she didn't dare to resist, so the force became stronger, and then he wanted to devour her immediately.
Song Xiang felt that she was about to suffocate, but she could clearly feel that the man stretched out his hand to unbutton her clothes skillfully, and then went in to explore what he wanted.
Her body was controlled by him, but her soul was floating in the sky, mocking her like a judge. After going around in a circle, she still didn't follow the same old path.
"I forgive you for what happened before. Come back to the secretary's office and I will protect you."
His lips were close to the corner of her mouth, and after tasting the satisfying taste, he gently spit out a little promise.
Song Xiang could feel that his anger was slowly calming down, or in other words, he was not very angry at all, but was just deliberately trying to scare her.
She opened her eyes suddenly, turned her face sideways, and looked at the man who was in love with her with wet eyes.
He kissed her at the corner of her eye, tenderly and a little cunningly.
There was a click, the sound of a bra button being unbuttoned.
Song Xiang opened his mouth and suddenly made a sound when he was holding her down.
"I can afford it."
Yan Han's movements paused slightly, and then he just thought she had a twitch, and was probably worried that the woman would suddenly wake up. He stood up, took off his tie, and planned to tie the woman's wrists directly to avoid future troubles.
Song Xiang noticed his intention and pursed his lips, "Stern Han..."
When the man heard the sound, he did not stop moving, but just kissed her cheek comfortingly.
"Stop, okay?" Song Xiang asked.
The man glanced at her coldly, tightened his tie, and put her hands on her head.
Now, she is a perfect snack, all she needs to do is eat it.
"Be nice, I don't have any special hobbies."
He gently brushed the loose hair from her forehead, his movements were very gentle, and when he raised his hand to unbutton his shirt, his eyes did not move, and they kept looking at each other.
Song Xiang blinked his eyes calmly, not knowing when he suddenly calmed down.
Just when the man threw away his shirt and leaned over to kiss her again, she suddenly turned her face away and asked again.
"Does it have to be this way?"
Yan Han felt that she was a little annoyed, so he raised his hand to cover her mouth, "I just want to..."
Before he finished speaking, his palm suddenly hurt!
Song Xiang first bit his palm, then suddenly raised his body and hit his head with his head without fear of death.
Bang!
The sky is filled with golden stars.
Yan Han was suddenly attacked, dizzy, and his body was violently overthrown by Song Xiang.
There was a ping-ping-pong-pong sound, and everything on the coffee table was swept to the floor.
Song Xiang forced herself to sit up on the sofa. Her wrists were still tied. She was breathing heavily, not because she was holding it in, but because she was scared.
Yan Han fell beside her, facing the carpet and unable to see clearly.
After a long while, he propped himself up with one hand and looked at Song Xiang sideways with a sinister look in his eyes.
"Song Xiang, are you looking for death?!"
Song Xiang took a deep breath and spoke back bravely, "I reminded you."
Yan Han: "..."
He raised his hand to cover his forehead, his lungs about to burst with anger.
Within a month, he had been attacked by Song Xiang at least three times. First, she poured cold water on him and shut him down in the bathroom. Then, he poured noodles in his face. Now she actually dared to headbutt him at such a time!
Song Xiang swallowed a gulp of water, struggled to bite open the knot of his tie, took out a hand and reached for Yan Han's forehead.
"roll--!"
Yan Han fiercely threw his hand, without any control at all, and threw it directly into Song Xiang's face.
A loud slap in the face made Song Xiang dizzy, which was no less severe than the impact just now.
Yan Han frowned, stood up from the coffee table, and glanced at the stunned woman on the sofa, feeling mixed.
Although he was furious, he never wanted to do something to her. The education he received from childhood, not to hit women was firmly engraved in the quality column.
Damn woman, why are you reaching out all of a sudden?
"I'm sorry." Song Xiang ignored the burning pain on his face and stood up, looking up at Yan Han, "I didn't mean to attack you, but I just have to say something clearly."
"Shut up!" Yan Han saw the injury at the corner of her mouth and felt even more unhappy. He didn't want to listen to her nonsense.
Song Xiang's words came to his lips and he had to swallow them all.
She raised her hands, resisting her shame, and first buttoned her clothes again, then walked off the sofa and picked up Yan Han's shirt.
Yan Yanhan stared at her and took the shirt out of her hand without waiting for her to raise her hand.
He didn't even put on his shirt, and turned around and left the room with his upper body bare.
There was a bang! The door slammed so loudly that it could be heard inside and outside the villa.
After the door was closed, Song Xiang's hands were still in the air. After a long time, she felt that her calves were weak and she sat down straight.