Yan Han opened some oxygen and quickly left the battlefield without any intention of helping Song Xiang.
Song Xiang used all his strength to stuff the two fish into the fish tank and lay on the tank to catch his breath.
If I had known it would be such a troublesome thing, I would have eaten it directly even if I had to risk my life.
She turned around and looked at the water on the ground, feeling depressed. The severe cold might break out again, so she had to wipe it up quickly.
After mopping it again, she found that it was still slippery. Song Xiang quickly changed the absorbent paper and knelt on the ground to wipe it little by little.
Fortunately, the range was not large, otherwise she would have died of exhaustion.
In the middle of the journey, Yan Han suddenly opened the door and came out for some reason.
Song Xiang was kneeling facing him and straightened up, "I'll wipe it right away. Can you come out later?"
Yan Han pursed his lips and was about to rebuke her when he moved his gaze downwards and scanned the kneeling woman's entire body.
Forget about other parts, most of her upper body was wet, and the outline and shape inside were clearly reflected.
The man's throat tightened, his mind automatically filled up the image without mosaic, and his whole face became tense.
Song Xiang was not a fool. Following his line of sight, as soon as he thought about it, he immediately realized something was wrong.
She covered her chest and got up from the ground in a panic, "That me..."
"Go inside and change your clothes."
Yan Han turned sideways and withdrew his gaze in time. He was so gentlemanly that it was hard to believe.
Song Xiang's face turned red, and she walked past Yan Han with the absorbent paper in her hand, her steps as fast as the wind.
However, because she was walking too fast, she tripped when she reached the high-low area, which had only two steps in total.
With a plop.
Yan Han turned around subconsciously and couldn't help but take a breath the next second.
The female body he was familiar with was half-kneeling on the steps. The black and white business attire wrapped her body curves perfectly and sexy. The shirt was half wet and clinging to the skin. Her waist was looming, even if she didn't see the front.
It was enough for him to imagine the whole picture.
Song Xiang felt the burning gaze behind her, and without stopping for a moment, she climbed to the ground and ran quickly to the room.
Her whole body was flushed, like a cooked shrimp. When she closed the door to the room, it seemed that Yan Han's eyes could still penetrate her.
Song Xiang, calm down, calm down.
Cover your face with your hands and do mental construction like crazy.
She and Yan Han had done all kinds of shameful things, and most of them were done in public. They were both old-fashioned before, and they didn't even blush in bed.
But now the situation has reversed, and the relationship between them has returned to a normal distance. Suddenly such a warm and inviting situation occurs, and all kinds of emotions come flooding back.
Embarrassment and shame were equal parts half, and they struggled over and over again, almost starting to fight in their minds.
There was no movement in the living room, not even the sound of Yan Han closing the study door.
Song Xiang can guarantee that Yan Han was definitely shocked by her. If she had run too late just now, something might have happened. That bitch had almost no restraint in this regard.
There was no movement outside, and she didn't dare to move. She always felt that the door could not protect against the severe cold.
Minutes and seconds passed, and suddenly there were footsteps approaching from outside.
Song Xiang's heartbeat quickened, she turned around quickly and nervously leaned on the door, holding the door handle tightly with her hand.
The man stood still in front of her.
There is no further text.
Standing opposite each other across a door, Song Xiang's heart almost jumped out of his chest.
She simulated various scenarios in her mind, including breaking in, coaxing with words, and even getting angry.