Song Xiang's mood was up and down, and she suddenly received a deep kiss from Yan Han, and the oxygen in her head was running short.
She leaned in his arms blankly and didn't know how to ask him.
It had only been three days since I last saw him, but when I saw him suddenly, I felt like I was seeing him again after a long absence.
"I feel a little uncomfortable, and my chest is tight." She told the truth. She drank too much and felt like she was in a steamer.
Yan Han leaned against the crook of her neck and kissed her softly in fascination, "I'll get you a glass of water."
"good……"
Knowing that it was him, there was no fear in my heart, and I even wanted to close my eyes.
He picked her up and turned around and walked into the dark room. Even with squinting, she couldn't see her surroundings clearly.
"Why don't you turn on the light?"
"Be good." Yan Han gently placed her on the bed, "The light is dazzling, so don't turn it on yet."
Song Xiang didn't think much. She lay on the bed, turned sideways, rested her head on her forearm, and looked at him with blurred eyes.
Yan Han seemed to be wearing pajamas. Just as he was about to leave, she stretched out her hand and grabbed his robe, a bit playfully.
"Don't you want to drink water?" Yan Han raised his eyebrows slightly.
Song Xiang pursed his lips, loosened his robe, raised his head and stared at him, "Drink water..."
Tsk——
Silly and quite cute.
Yan Han bit his back teeth, his eyes passed over the little fool's face, and he reluctantly turned around.
After pouring a glass of water and quickly coming back, Song Xiang still maintained his original posture, with his neck raised.
He dragged her head, sat behind her, half hugged her, and brought water to her lips with one hand.
"Open your mouth."
"Um……"
Song Xiang obediently opened his mouth and probed the mouth of the cup to make sure it was not hot before drinking.
Yan Han was so close to her that he could clearly see the small details of the tip of her tongue sweeping across the rim of the cup. His breathing became heavy and his eyes narrowed.
Song Xiang was already drunk and could not feel the danger. He drank water and gasped slightly with his mouth open.
The person behind her put down the water glass, hugged her from behind with both hands, and then kissed her earlobe.
"You drank so much, what should you do if I bully you?"
A delicate kiss, from the earlobe to the neck, finally attached to her carotid artery, and the tip of the tongue gently swept.
Song Xiang's body trembled slightly, she finally felt a little bit of danger and couldn't help but run away.
Unable to escape, she reached out and pushed the annoying head.
"itch……"
Yan Han's breathing was rapid, and he easily controlled her hands, pressing them all in front of her, and then continued to grab them unscrupulously.
"Song Xiang..."
Song Xiang heard someone calling him, nodded, and then shook his head.
"It's not Song Xiang..."
Yan Han gently pushed her down and pushed her forward, leaving tooth marks on her collarbone.
Suddenly I heard her talking and I was a little confused.
"What?"
Song Xiang turned his face sideways, his eyes dim, biting his fingers and emphasizing: "It's Xiang Xiang..."
Yan Han was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud.
He understood that it was her nickname that Gu Lian and Xu Shuyan had called her before.
"Xiangxiang?"
He shouted, originally thinking that she would be satisfied, but Song Xiang frowned and took out her hand to pat his face again.
"You are not allowed to scream!"
Yan Han stopped and asked, "Why?"
"You haven't caught up with me yet!" Song Xiang grunted twice, feeling a little uncomfortable being held down by him. She moved hard twice, "You are so heavy..."
Yan Han was so tortured by her movements that his head was hot and his lower abdomen was tight. He was really about to lose his life in her hands.