The racecourse is a complete club, and the hotel also has a lot of entertainment. Duan Ge took Song Xiang back and directly opened a room.
Song Xiang sat down by the bed, and the breath that had been hanging in his throat was relieved.
"It's just a horse, it's hard work."
Duan Ge still lost his temper, so he took off his coat and threw it aside. He turned around and saw that Song Xiang's face was not good, so he calmed down and passed away.
"Really scared?"
Song Xiang came back to her senses, shook her head, raised her hand to wipe her hair, "No, I just feel a little embarrassed."
Duan Ge laughed needlessly and sat down next to her, just in time to see her side face up close.
Song Xiang was frightened at first, and then faced an embarrassing situation. At this moment, her face was white and rosy, and her lip color was also delicate and attractive after returning to blood.
Duan Ge thought that she didn't refute her boyfriend's statement just now, so she probably didn't reject it.
He boldly approached and wanted to kiss Song Xiang.
Song Xiang was in a trance when he suddenly felt someone approaching him and reacted suddenly.
A cold feeling ran down her cheeks, stimulating her to get up from the bed.
Duan Ge didn't expect her to react so strongly. He suddenly felt a little shameless and clicked his tongue angrily, "What are you doing? You can't even kiss her?"
Song Xiang clenched her hands tightly, her body trembling with anger, "Young Master Duan, do you think it's appropriate to kiss me?"
Duan Ge frowned, "What do you mean?"
"If you don't think it's okay to kiss me, then you're selling me out, but I remember that I didn't take a penny from you." Song Xiang's face turned cold, her obedience and gentleness were gone, and she didn't leave any room for words.
Duan Ge felt guilty and regretful, but his tone was still a bit bad, "I didn't take you for granted, you are too sensitive."
"Since it's not the case, then please keep a proper distance. I treat you as a friend because I think you are worth getting along with. Don't let me take you wrong!"
Her body was tense, and she was suppressing her embarrassment when she spoke. Her eyes were accusatory. After a few words, Duan Ge felt a little guilty, feeling that he had indeed been frivolous towards her.
He licked his lips in embarrassment and glanced at Song Xiang several times. Seeing that she had no intention of letting go, he could only stand up awkwardly, "Okay, why don't you just count me as wrong?"
Song Xiang pursed her lips and said nothing.
Young Master Duan brushed his hair and coaxed with twenty years of patience: "Can you please stop being so nervous? A bunch of my brothers are still outside. If you make trouble with me, I will be embarrassed."
Song Xiang didn't want to break up with him, but she was so angry at that moment that she couldn't control it. Now that she calmed down, she wasn't so angry.
"Just be more careful in the future. I'm not someone who clings on to you."
Duan Ge put his hands in his pockets, looked at her face, and said jokingly: "I said I wasn't angry, but in the end, you came and went with me, and you still got angry with me."
Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and didn't want to be pretentious, "It's not a matter of getting angry. It was Master Duan who condescended to make friends with me."
"I have a name, Duan Ge, Mr. Duan, Mr. Duan. You are not one of those people who come out to sell. Why do you want to learn this?" The eldest young master rolled his eyes and his tone was a little bad.
Song Xiang lost his temper and felt that the words should be enough for this purpose. His expression softened and he called out, "Duan Ge."
The eldest young master's mood improved instantly and he reached out to pull her, "This is the right thing. I will take you with me later..."
Before he could finish speaking, there was a knock on the door.
Duan Ge clicked his tongue and walked over to open the door impatiently. As soon as the door was opened, he was about to lose his temper, but the other party did not come in.
"Is this Miss Song?"
Song Xiang was a little confused and walked to the door, "I am, what's wrong?"
"Mr. Gong has opened a private room on the third floor. Please come and play with Mr. Duan."
"No." Duan Ge refused without thinking.
The waiter looked at Song Xiang with a smile on his face, "Mr. Gong has reserved a seat for you, why don't you go take a look."
The Gong family has deep-rooted influence in Kyoto. Duan Ge cannot afford to offend Gong Shiheng. Even his father is not enough to be looked down upon by others. However, this fool has no idea and is not afraid of offending others.
Song Xiang couldn't afford to offend Gong Shiheng. He came to invite him in person. He had to ask for this face whether he was given it or not.
"Master Duan and I will be there soon. Please wait a moment, Mr. Gong."
The waiter politely pushed away.
Duan Ge slammed the door and looked at Song Xiang angrily, "What do you mean?"
Song Xiang walked over and patted his arm, "You probably offended Mr. Yan because of me just now. Now that someone comes to invite you but doesn't come, it will be easy to create a feud."
She pursed her lips, a little embarrassed, "You took me out to play, and I got into trouble for you, and I feel bad about it."
Duan Ge didn't expect that she was thinking about himself, so he felt a little proud, but he still said harshly, "If you offend me, you will be offended. What are you afraid of?"
He mainly felt that Gong Shiheng took care of Song Xiang, and was afraid that the other party had the same idea as him.