Chapter 560 Don't force me to change the nature of sleep
Song Xiang noticed Yan Han's gaze and saw him approaching slowly.
She blinked, then suddenly raised her hand and covered his mouth and nose!
"what you do?!"
Yan Han: "..."
He closed his eyes, pulled the woman's hand away impatiently, and then pressed her shoulders.
Song Xiang had sharp eyes and quick feet, so he kicked him out while he was off guard!
Ugh!
With a bang, Yan Han fell heavily onto the carpet.
Song Xiang was stunned and opened his mouth, "I... what's wrong with you?"
She clearly didn't use much strength, so why did he fall to the ground?
Yan Han raised his upper body with one hand and put the other hand on his knees. He didn't get up immediately, he just lowered his head and panted slightly.
Song Xiang saw that he seemed to be easing the pain, otherwise he would have gotten up long ago.
She retracted her legs and moved back, "You're just pretending, I didn't even try hard."
Yan Han opened his thin lips and inhaled slightly, "Where did you kick?"
Song Xiang: "..."
She was startled for a moment, then her eyes moved down to his sensitive parts.
She quickly recalled in her mind that she had kicked her casually in that position just now, and it seemed that she had indeed hit it.
Thinking about it this way, I inevitably felt a little nervous and subconsciously got off the bed.
She knelt down next to Yan Han, "Do you want me to call someone in for you?"
Yan Han gritted his teeth, "I can't afford to lose this person!"
If you know it's embarrassing, you shouldn't do these things late at night.
Song Xiang wanted to roll her eyes, but finally held back.
She was silent and looked at her with a stern and cold look. There were some beads of sweat on her forehead, which made her feel uncomfortable.
But... I guess he's not dead, he's still talking fiercely.
She moved back, thinking that she might as well retreat first.
As soon as she moved, Yan Han caught her movement from the corner of his eyes. Without thinking, he reached out and grabbed her waist with one hand.
Song Xiang felt pain, "It hurts——"
"You also know it hurts?"
Song Xiang was angry and retorted: "You made a subjective mistake and you deserve the pain!"
Yan Han: "..."
He wanted to teach her a lesson, but as soon as he moved a little, his head suddenly felt dizzy.
The side effects of that medicine were too strong, and he relied on cold water to solve the problem. Plus, after a night of tossing, his body would inevitably start to protest.
"I can't touch you anymore."
Song Xiang turned to look at him, "Then ask someone to open the door."
Yan Han: "No."
He stood up and said, "I have to rest."
Song Xiang was confused, "What does your rest have to do with me?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Han leaned over, carrying her physical discomfort, and forcefully picked her up.
Was thrown onto the bed for the second time.
Song Xiang took a breath and thought about giving him another kick.
Yan Han fell to her side first and said, "Please calm down."
Song Xiang:???
Shouldn't you let yourself calm down for a while?
As she thought this, an extra arm appeared on her waist and pushed her down with brute force.
She had looked fragile just now, but now he stretched out an arm, and she felt like there was a thousand kilograms of weight on her waist, and she couldn't move it.
"Severe cold."
"Don't talk."
The man came closer, but not completely, and his breath fell just on top of her head.
She could only barely get close to his chest by turning her face sideways.
What does he mean?
The world became quiet, and the people around me seemed to fall asleep instantly.
Song Xiang lowered his gaze and tried to move his arms away from his waist.
Yan Han breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly used force to bring her into his arms, warning: "Don't force me to change the nature of my 'sleeping'."