Song Xiang is not stupid. Although he doesn't understand, he can still think about it.
She was a little shocked. She didn't expect that the Yan family also had problems in this regard.
Yan Han saw her eyes widening and felt a little interesting, so he moved the hand holding her face down two points.
Just as Song Xiang was about to breathe a sigh of relief, his chin was pinched by the man again.
"Do you know how I came back today?"
His topic suddenly changed, and Song Xiang was caught off guard.
Yan Han continued: "Because of the mistake you made, I took a flight for more than seven hours."
Song Xiang was silent and moved his eyes to Yan Han's arm.
An Xuyue said that he had the surgery the day before yesterday, so he should have been hospitalized to recover today. It was because he had to come back to save her that the wound burst again.
She was a little dazed and raised her head to ask Yanhan.
"Did you let someone follow me?"
Yan Han snorted softly and confidently said, "Follow me."
Song Xiang was speechless. If Yan Han hadn't followed her, she would have been in trouble today.
After a long while, Yan Han thought she was unhappy, but he heard her speak.
"Why don't you let others come? You don't have to come back yourself."
Yan Han: "..."
He also got angry when he mentioned this. He really didn't need to come back, but when his mind got hot, he came back.
Looking at the woman in front of me, she was crying like a ghost, and there was nothing attractive about her.
But……
He took a breath and his eyes fell on the woman's lips.
Her lips were chapped, and she didn't know when a gash opened, and there was a faint blood color.
Song Xiang noticed his gaze, but her kneeling posture made it difficult for her to retreat.
"Don't hide." The man said.
She was a little dazed, and then a hand pressed the back of her head.
He didn't let go of his hand on her chin, forcefully forcing her to raise her face.
The cold lips pressed against her.
There is no sweet mango scent like last time, and the smell of blood touches your lips and teeth.
She really didn't hide. Either she thought she should let him kiss her, or she was so confused that she was stunned.
His kiss was fierce, but the moment he touched her, his movements became gentle.
He took half of her lips and sucked them unceremoniously. He didn't change positions until he heard her cry out in pain.
The door to the room was still open, but no one dared to come in.
The air was filled with the smell of blood, which made the light ambiguity seem a bit lame.
A kiss that came out of nowhere.
Yan Han was still injured, so it was actually very difficult to maintain the bent position. However, there were so few instances when Song Xiang didn't struggle that he couldn't bear to let go.
After all this time, I just gave her a kiss. It would be a shame if I didn't kiss her enough.
He didn't feel well, and Song Xiang didn't feel well either.
She tilted her head up, her neck was sore, and the harsh kiss didn't end.
Her breathing became increasingly urgent, and she couldn't bear it anymore, so she stepped back.
Yan Han was displeased and tightened his hold on her. He simply pinched her chin hard and forced her to open her mouth wide.
"Well..."
She had just taken a cold shower, the temperature in the room was also low, and the breath between them was originally cold.
After rubbing for a long time, the temperature will rise and the mood will rise.
There was a heat behind her ears, and she couldn't help raising her hand, grabbing Yan Han's arm and running out.
Tsk——
If someone breaks free accidentally, the man will be very unhappy.
"Song Xiang!"
The familiar voice came again, bringing back Song Xiang's temper and brain.
She avoided her face, her face flushed, and she felt embarrassed instantly.
Even if you kiss, don’t you understand that this is enough?