Song Xiang broke into a cold sweat and suddenly woke up from his dream.
I squinted my eyes and took a closer look. It turned out to be Yan Han.
She sat up suddenly and subconsciously grabbed the quilt in front of her.
"you……"
Before she could say anything, she suddenly remembered who else was by Suman's side.
How on earth did he get in!
Yan Han ignored her fear and sat down next to her naturally, then put his arms around her waist.
"What are you doing!"
Song Xiang suppressed her voice for fear of waking Su Man.
It's still dark outside. If Suman wakes up and sees Yan Han, she might as well just hit the wall and die.
Yan Han's face was gloomy. He had been struggling with the aftereffects of that medicine all night, and now he just wanted to close his eyes and rest.
But when he went back to the hotel room and lay down, the room was filled with Song Xiang's traces and scent, but he couldn't touch her.
I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so I decided to solve the problem myself.
Take the person back first and get some sleep before talking.
With this thought in mind, he quickly lifted off Song Xiang's quilt.
Song Xiang:!!!
"Are you sick?"
Early in the morning, early in the morning! Why is he so crazy!
Yan Han was silent and pretended to come and hug her.
Song Xiang held his hand, nervous as hell, and spoke like a mosquito.
"I beg you, go back to sleep quickly and don't wake Suman up."
She bit her lip tightly and tightened her shoulders nervously. The innocence she occasionally showed was much more showy than the usual alienation.
Yan Han tightened his jaw, feeling that if he didn't take her away, he wouldn't have to sleep anymore.
Song Xiang saw the change in his eyes and subconsciously stepped back, while suppressing his voice to remind him.
"It will disturb others!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Suman turned over beside her and muttered a few words in her sleep.
Song Xiang was startled and saw Suman turning his back.
Fortunately, he didn't wake up.
As soon as she took her breath, Suman said in a dreamy tone: "Take her away quickly...it's so annoying..."
Song Xiang:???
Yan Yanhan snorted, and without hesitation, he grabbed Song Xiang's wrist and pulled him into his arms.
Song Xiang was still in the fright of Su Man pretending to be asleep. She was suddenly caught and was about to scream. Thinking of Su Man being beside her, she quickly covered her mouth.
The body soared into the air and returned to Yan Han's arms.
She didn't dare to struggle. It was still a hotel. This floor was not the 18th floor. All rooms were occupied.
If you meet an acquaintance, you won't be able to escape even if you jump into the Yellow River.
Yan Han walked quickly, got out of the elevator, and strode towards his room.
Kicking open the door, the room was dark. He accurately found the bed and threw Song Xiang down.
His body bounced up and down on the bed, and as soon as it stabilized, Song Xiang began to crawl to the other side.
She stretched out her hand and heard the man's chuckle. The next second, he grabbed her ankle and easily pulled her in front of him.
"What are you running for?"
Song Xiang swallowed, and his chest heaved violently.
"Shen Han, I just helped you, you can't..."
"Yes, you just helped me."
Yan Han threw off his coat and slowly unbuttoned his shirt, one after another.
He lost his shirt, revealing a large amount of skin underneath.
He leaned forward and the tip of his nose touched Song Xiang's.
"So I'll repay you as soon as I'm done."
Song Xiang: "..."
Her whole body was so tense that she didn't dare to move.
Yan Han stared at her, his eyes gradually moving downward, and finally fell on her lips.