"We can sleep together during the day, but not at night?"
"I think I'm quite a gentleman, so don't be too mean-spirited."
"I suggest you stay and we sleep together."
Song Xiang: "..."
She glared at him, turned around and walked out.
Yan Han clicked his tongue, stood up suddenly, and followed quickly. When Song Xiang was about to reach the door, he suddenly reached out from behind and slapped the door panel in front of her with one hand, blocking her way to go out.
the way.
Song Xiang turned her back to him, "Let go."
"Not loose."
Song Xiang gritted her teeth and hugged his arm with both hands, stupidly trying to move his hand away with brute force.
Yan Han laughed out loud, lowered his head slightly, and said in her ear: "Everyone in the whole castle knows that I fought against my father for you and even drew my gun. You are sleeping in a separate room with me now because you want to
Tell them, I shave my head and pick a new one, right?"
Song Xiang: "..."
Yan Han added another sentence, "Am I shameless?"
"I'll go back quietly."
Yan Han: "No, even if no one sees it, I won't feel happy myself."
Song Xiang opened his mouth, but couldn't find the words to retaliate against him.
He used to confront her and cause trouble for her, but she would always try to get him out of his way.
But now he had changed his moves, which she had never seen before, and it was hard to resist.
Yan Han lowered his head and took in all the subtle expressions on her face, finding it very interesting.
With his free hand, he gently grabbed a strand of her hair and swept it across her cheek.
Song Xiang hid twice, but still insisted, "I have to go back."
"Don't think about it."
The person behind her snorted softly and continued to harass her with her hair.
"Be good, and we can still be like we were during the day."
otherwise……
He squinted his eyes and felt his teeth itching.
Song Xiang lowered his head, and the breath he exhaled was heating up.
I kept calling him a piece of shit in my heart, but I didn't dare to make any big move.
The two of them were in a stalemate, and Yan Han let down her hair, pulled her arm and walked inside.
After pushing her to sit down by the bed, he turned around and turned off the lights in the room, leaving only the small lamp beside the bed.
Their faces were blurred, and when she lowered her head, she could only see his shoes.
He raised his hand and tapped the top of her head lightly with his knuckles.
"sleep."
This guy is really...
Unreasonable.
She curled her lips and heard him changing clothes behind her, then lifted the quilt and lay beside her.
"Lie down," he commanded.
Song Xiang had a big head and was a little annoyed. He felt that he had no future, so he should be as shameless as him and then win against him.
When I thought about it this way, my movements became a bit more agile.
Lift the quilt, lie down, and close your eyes.
No, I’m still nervous!
Yan Han lay beside her, turned to look at her, and found that her eyelashes kept beating.
He suddenly remembered something.
When they first got together, he didn't really know much about men and women. Every time he kissed her, he would secretly open his eyes just to see her reaction.
Just like now, she had her eyes closed, but her eyelashes were so nervous that they were trembling.
Take a deep breath.
He reached over and took her hand forcefully.
Her hand moved slightly, but she didn't struggle.
He closed his eyes, feeling extremely relaxed.
The little fox that ran away from his lens was found again by him.
When you feel sleepy, you fall into sleep naturally.
Beside her, Song Xiang secretly opened her eyes, glanced at the person next to her, then slowly lowered her head, her eyes falling on his hand holding her hand.