Yan Han froze and kept raising his hands for almost a minute before he came back to his senses.
He turned his face slightly and squinted at the people around him.
Her hair was long and covered half of her face, but based on her figure and outline, he recognized her immediately.
It’s Song Xiang!
The woman who wanted to move away from his territory without any good intentions was now lying quietly next to him.
The room was dark, and he gently raised his hand, wanting to touch her face.
Suddenly, the person next to him raised his body and hugged him silently.
Before the drunkenness dissipated, he took a breath and shook his head, trying to sober himself up.
However, the person next to her had already made the next move. She turned over skillfully and sat directly on him.
Being so close to each other, a sense of strangeness comes over our faces.
"Mr. Yan?"
A very real voice, hard to distinguish between true and false.
Yan Han was shocked, and his movement to push the opponent away stopped in the air.
The woman approached slowly and reached out to unbutton his buttons boldly.
The cold feeling spread from the palm of the other person's hand to his heart.
Yan Han didn't move, watching the other person leaning over, actually wanting to kiss him.
Song Xiang......
He probably really drank too much. When he thought it was Song Xiang, he was actually a little happy.
Breathing mingled, a strange smell that couldn't be concealed by the rose jumped out.
In the darkness, the man's eyes turned cold.
The woman did not notice the danger at all and continued to approach.
Suddenly, there was a bang!
A woman's scream echoed in the room.
The next second, the bedside light was turned on.
The man sat up slowly, his eyes filled with evil spirits. He put one hand on his knees and squinted at the woman behind the light source.
The figure and body shape are similar to Song Xiang's, and even the profile is a bit similar, but obviously not.
"roll!!"
A sharp shout made the woman turn pale with fright. She didn't dare to say a word and ran towards the door on her feet.
The door to the room closed and the surrounding area became quiet.
Behind the light source, the man breathed an irritated sigh of relief and leaned on the head of the bed with his head down.
The scent of roses still lingered on his nose, which had made him a little excited just now, but now he felt a little nauseous.
The energy of drinking was dispelled by anger, and the fatigue and sleepiness disappeared instantly.
Unable to stay in bed any longer, he stepped on the floor with his bare feet.
Suddenly, the mobile phone placed under the clothes vibrated continuously.
He walked over irritably and answered with a calm expression.
"Master."
"What happened again?"
His first reaction was An Xuyue. He didn't go home at night, so he must have made some noise.
The old housekeeper's voice was a little anxious, and the phone was also in a state of chaos.
"It's not Madam, it's Miss Song. She followed Madam into the kitchen and was injured!"
Yan Han's pupils shrank and he stood up abruptly.
"Master, please come back quickly."
Just as the old housekeeper finished speaking, another scream came from the other end of the phone. Yan Han clearly heard the words "Get the gauze quickly."
His temples beat hard and he cursed a curse word.
After hanging up the phone, I looked around but couldn't find my coat. I only wore a shirt and went out.
As soon as the door opened, he met Lu Zechen's eyes.
Lu Zechen leaned against the wall with an expected expression.
"There is such a beautiful woman lying next to you, and you just drive her away like that?"
Yan Han's face was ugly, his jaw tightened and he stared at the person opposite.
Lu Zechen didn't really want to push him into a desperate situation. He shrugged his shoulders and pressed the tip of his tongue to his cheek, just as if he was watching a show.
"Go back quickly. Although your illness is serious, it is not without medicine."
"Yao, maybe it's waiting for you on your bed at home.