"The cake you made is so ugly, don't embarrass yourself in front of others in the future."
Just make it for me to eat.
Song Xiang glared at him and tried to save his face, "Taste is the key point."
Yan Han stuffed the egg pancake into his mouth and said, "The salt hasn't even melted yet."
"Then don't eat it!"
"Why can't you withstand criticism? I will most likely eat this cake for the rest of my life, and you can't even give me one or two opinions?"
Song Xiang: "..."
She tugged her lips and lowered her head to eat what Yan Han had brought.
It was too much, so she ate it herself and fed Yanhan at the same time.
It was just early seven o'clock, the community was very quiet, and no one was looking at them.
After eating and packing up the trash, Yan Han sent her to the company.
At 7:40, there were already more cars on the road.
Song Xiang felt that the license plate was embarrassing and repeatedly asked Yanhan to close the hood of the car.
When we arrived at the company, there were already people in the parking lot.
Song Xiang was about to get out of the car, but Yan Han grabbed her wrist.
"What?"
"Remember you owed me a condition?"
Song Xiang remembered that in order to help Duan Ge that day, she promised to do something for him.
"Have you thought about it?"
Yan Han nodded, opened the hood, turned his face sideways, and tapped his face with his finger.
Song Xiang was confused, "Huh?"
Yan Yanhan clicked his tongue, "Don't pretend to be stupid."
Song Xiang reacted for a moment, then opened his mouth wide and looked around.
"There's...someone!"
Yan Han: "Why should I drive the convertible when there is no one?"
Song Xiang: "..."
She coughed twice and said, "You are violating the rules."
"Come on." Yan Han raised his hand and pulled her over, forcefully and domineeringly, "I'm just a blank check. I originally wanted to keep it for big things later. If you don't know the truth, why don't you kiss me instead?"
That’s all my fault.”
Song Xiang gritted his teeth.
He was really right. She had always thought that he had more excessive demands when he kept this condition. It was just a kiss, and he really took care of her.
"Then close the hood."
Yan Han: "Don't be ink, the audience has been waiting for a long time."
Song Xiang took a breath and was about to turn her head when Yan Han had already fixed her chin.
"Hurry up." He urged her again.
Song Xiang was so nervous that her palms were sweating, and she could feel eyes peeking behind her.
But Yan Han refused to back down, so she could only be forced to go up Liangshan.
It's just a kiss, it's not stealing, so don't be afraid.
She built herself up mentally and slowly got closer to Yan Han.
It was agreed to only kiss the side of the cheek, and she naively believed it.
As a result, just when she was about to touch him, Yan Han suddenly turned his face towards him.
The lips touched each other, feeling cool and icy.
Song Xiang's eyes widened.
Before she could move away, her lips were lightly bitten by him.
But he didn't move and let go of her the next second.
As soon as Song Xiang left, he turned around and beat him.
"Foul foul foul foul!"
Yan Han tilted his head and smiled. Song Xiang's two slaps were as if they were joking. It didn't matter if he received these two slaps.
Song Xiang glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw someone walking behind her, and her face turned red with embarrassment.
Yan Han was so thick-skinned that when he saw her blushing, he even laughed at her, "Even the little secretary in your office will probably look down on such a chaste kiss."
Song Xiang rolled his eyes, hurriedly got out of the car, took two steps, and suddenly came back and said to Yan Han.
"Mr. Yan, I remember the first time we kissed, you still hurt my teeth."
Just laugh at me, you are not a master either.
Yan Han: "..."
He gritted his teeth and pretended to open the door and get out of the car to arrest the person.