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Chapter 303

Song Xiang was speechless for a moment, and then he straightened his back and said, "I should have given you something to eat, but you just offended me, and I don't want to give it to you now."

Yan Han twitched the corner of his lips, walked over with an obviously evil smile, and grabbed the potato chips.

"If I don't eat potato chips, I'll eat you on the spot instead!"

Song Xiang felt depressed.

This is different from what I thought at the beginning. The countryside is clearly her territory, but it seems that Yan Han still has the final say.

She bit the chocolate bar and shrank to the side. Her cheeks were bulging with anger and she chewed very loudly.

The dim light of the moon slipped into the room, and when Yan Han turned his face sideways, he could see the details on her face.

Her cheeks are bulging, and she is inexplicably cute, much more lovable than usual.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but pinched it with his hands, and then released it after squeezing it.

Song Xiang was stunned and turned his head with a blank look on his face, his mouth still full of things.

Yan Han didn't take it seriously and continued stuffing potato chips into his mouth.

Song Xiang kicked him.

Yan Han took a sip of water and said arrogantly: "What are you looking at? If you look at it again, I will pinch you."

Song Xiang breathed out through his nostrils and reached out to grab the potato chips, "Then don't eat them."

Yan Yanhan clicked his tongue, grabbed her neck, suppressed her movements, and snatched the potato chips back.

"You've turned the world upside down."

Song Xiang was depressed and said harshly, "I won't help you tomorrow."

Yan Han was so happy that he couldn't help pinching the face of the person in his arms again.

"Are you really capable?"

Song Xiang gritted his teeth, struggled out with great effort, grabbed the remaining two chocolate bars, and jumped two meters away from Yan Han.

She turned her back to the darkness, turned her stern and cold eyes, and pretended to be a ghost to scare her, "Guess what's behind you?"

Song Xiang snorted, "Childish."

She was not afraid at all. When she was four or five years old, she dared to run into the yard to chase away the weasels that stole chickens.

She moved away from the door and squatted at the door of the bedroom to eat.

Yan Han raised his eyebrows, "Are you so brave?"

Song Xiang chewed something and said in a mocking tone: "We are born in the mud. We are no match for young masters and ladies like you. We have never seen anything."

Yanhan Qinghe put down the remaining half bag of potato chips and clapped his hands.

"You're stuck in the mud and don't know how to cook?"

Song Xiang: "..."

She opened her mouth and was a little at a loss for words, "Then no matter how poor I am, I still have a mother, and my mother can cook."

"Your mother went to college with you?"

Song Xiang: "The university has a canteen."

Yan Han frowned. He originally wanted to say that after work, he then remembered that the company also has a canteen.

Song Xiang swallowed the last bite of the chocolate bar and looked at Yan Han's expression. She moved slowly, and then quickly took away half the bag of potato chips in front of him.

Yan Han showed a disgusted expression, "Are you the reincarnation of a starving ghost?"

Song Xiang ignored him and stuffed a lot of potato chips into his mouth.

She originally wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make a good deal with Yan Han and help him deal with the old lady. She had to take the gems back anyway, but now it seems that she hopes Yan Han can't bear it anymore and return to the city tomorrow.

Yan Han stood up and walked to Song Xiang.

He stretched out his hand and held Song Xiang's head.

"Think of a way to get the old lady's gem."

Song Xiang:???

Listen, are they human words?

She shook her head and said angrily: "I'm stupid and can't figure it out."

Yan Han chuckled lightly, half-crouched down, and was still a head taller than Song Xiang, "If you get it done, there will be a reward."

Song Xiang raised his head, "Money?"

Yan Han couldn't help but frown, "Don't you have any other pursuits?"

Song Xiang pouted, "No."


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