"I'm not allowed to do anything closer. The closest thing is kissing. Now even the location is restricted. Are you trying to suffocate me to death?"
Song Xiang gritted his teeth, "..."
You can't gossip with him on this topic, otherwise you will be the one who suffers.
She changed the subject tactfully and took him upstairs to eat.
She didn't eat at the hotel and after walking around, she was really hungry.
I asked for a private room and Yanhan ordered a table of dishes, mainly seafood.
Song Xiang looked at the things on the table and remembered that time when they were eating fish at Yu Tianyu's restaurant, the two of them got fish bones stuck in their throats one after the other. It was only a few months ago, but now it seems like it was a long time ago.
.
At that time, Yan Han still bullied her everywhere, but now he was sitting opposite her, clumsily picking crab meat for her.
"Want to be jealous?"
"want."
After saying that, half of the crab shell meat was placed on her plate.
She tasted some for herself, then picked up some and fed it to Yan Han.
It was so delicious that it took me almost three hours to eat this meal.
When I went out, it was already afternoon.
Song Xiang was a little tired and didn't want to go shopping anymore. Yan Han's plan to buy clothes and bags for her fell through, so he had to postpone it until he returned to the imperial capital.
Get off the elevator and go directly to the parking lot.
While Yan Han was driving, Song Xiang vaguely heard the sound of the shutter being pressed.
She was highly vigilant, and when she turned around to look, a camera flashed by.
Before she could call someone, the bodyguard who had been following them had already taken action and brought the person directly to Yan Han.
Yan Han sat in the driver's seat, glanced at the other party coldly, turned around and asked Song Xiang to get in the car first.
"Master, this guy secretly filmed you and Miss Song."
"No, no! I just..."
"The camera was smashed." Yan Han ignored it and gave the order coldly.
Song Xiang got into the car. When she heard this, she turned around and glanced at the paparazzi. His face turned pale.
These people also want to make a living, and cameras are their lives.
She opened her mouth, wanting to forget it, but she was afraid that she would think too simply and be a virgin in vain.
Yan Han noticed her little expression and turned to look at the person who did it.
"I will pay him for the camera and send me all the contents."
"yes."
Song Xiang was surprised. Before he could say anything, Yan Han had already started the car.
After driving out of the parking lot, he spoke: "I don't mind being photographed, but it's up to you to decide whether to make it public or not."
Song Xiang didn't care about this at all. She didn't expect that he would pay for the paparazzi camera.
"Wait until your mother accepts our relationship before making it public." Yan Han said again.
Song Xiang pursed her lips, feeling particularly at ease, and nodded lightly.
"Where are we going now?" She felt that it was not the way back to the previous hotel.
Yan Han: “That hotel was too dull yesterday.”
Is the hotel lackluster?
Song Xiang was confused.
Just as he was thinking about it, Yan Han's car had already driven to the beach.
From the outside, it looks like a hotel with a seaside view, but as soon as you enter the lobby, the atmosphere picks up.
Entering the room, Song Xiang immediately understood what the antonym of indifferent was.
This is a theme hotel, the whole room is decorated in a warm and cozy way, and there are various crime tools on the bedside table. She blushes and her heart beats.
Fiercely asked Yan Han if he meant to keep his word.
Yan Han said lightly and authentically: "I can't do anything substantial. I want to indulge in the atmosphere. Is it too much?"
Song Xiang: "..."
It's impossible to refute it at all.
And although this hotel was not serious, once the curtains were drawn, the seaside scenery was so beautiful that she couldn't refuse.