Yan Han raised his head and glanced at Song Xiang in surprise.
Song Xiang quietly retracted his head, only his hands were still on the edge of the door, and his nervousness was palpable.
Yan Han was stunned for a moment and then came to his senses.
No wonder she kept shrinking back. It turned out that she was either resisting him or simply wanted to hear those few words and wanted him to chase her?
As soon as the thought came out, his anger and unwillingness evaporated instantly.
If this happened to another woman, his first reaction would definitely be hypocrisy. They are so entangled with each other that he still wants to hide away.
But when it came to Song Xiang, he felt it was reasonable and even a little cute.
She was right. He had never chased her before. He took advantage of her young age and deceived her into sleeping on the bed in the lounge. She should be cautious if she tried it again now. This was
Smart move.
He cleared his throat and peeked inside, "If I chase you, will you agree?"
Song Xiang pulled at the door frame and said dullly: "The Saint of Love cannot guarantee a 100% winning rate..."
Yan Yanhan clicked his tongue, "That means you still might not agree, right?"
This tone was somewhat threatening.
Song Xiang rolled his eyes behind the door and considered his words.
"Then if you are sincere enough, I am not hard-hearted."
She poked her head out again, revealed her eyes, and said, "I treat all suitors equally, and I won't treat you differently just because your previous performance was poor."
Yan Han: "..."
Haha, he could tell from her words that chasing her would not be easy.
"Then you come out first and let's talk."
Song Xiang: "What are you doing? You want me to teach you how to chase me?"
Yan Han gritted his teeth, he just wanted to see her.
Song Xiang blinked and said, "You are sure you want to chase me, right?"
Yan Han: "Yes!"
Hey, you are so fierce when you want to chase me.
Song Xiang cleared his throat, lowered his head and quickly arranged his clothes, and said in a serious tone, "Then we have to make a three-part agreement."
Yan Han was in a good mood now, so he snapped his fingers and said, "Say."
Song Xiang: "While you are chasing me, you are not allowed to sleep in my house, nor are you allowed to touch me..."
"Why?!"
Song Xiang gritted his teeth, "Why should I eat first without paying?"
Yan Han: "..."
It's annoying, he already thought about how to eat it.
He turned around in a circle and took a deep breath.
"OK."
Song Xiang smiled, satisfied, and continued: "If you encounter difficulties, you can't force me. I have the final say whether you can pursue me or not."
Yan Yan snorted, "Even if I agree to you now, what can you do if I regret it later?"
Song Xiang was speechless, which made sense.
Yan Han knocked on the door and said, "I'll give you an idea."
Song Xiang rolled his eyes, only a ghost would believe you have good things to say.
Yan Han: "It's limited to half a month. Within half a month, I'll do whatever you want. If you have a conscience and are satisfied in advance, we will all be happy."
Song Xiang pouted, "What if you're not satisfied?"
"That's my business. I have to do it my way."
Bah! I’m impatient, it’s only been half a month!
Song Xiang made a face at the door, trying to find two more words to turn the situation around.
Yan Han knocked hard on the door again and spoke to the crack in the door: "Do you agree or not?"
Song Xiang sighed, knowing that talking about this was already pretty good.
She opened the door a little and leaned out halfway, "...Okay."
Yan Han raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashed, and when she came out, he suddenly grabbed her hand.