Song Xiang was about to cry but had no tears. She and Yan Han had just started falling in love, so there was no need for such a big fight.
Li Ying made a unilateral decision and urged them to come back quickly. After talking for a long time, she hung up the phone.
Song Xiang was helpless.
When I ended the call, it was just after eight o'clock, so it was still early to go to bed.
Song Xiang wanted to move a little to the side, but Yan Han hugged her and lay down first, then naturally pressed against her from behind.
Being so close to each other, some physical changes are clearly visible.
Song Xiang moved a little, "Hot."
"Don't move." Yan Han's voice was hoarse and he muttered a suppressed click, "I'm not responsible for anything that happens."
Song Xiang gritted his teeth and said, "Stop being so mean and let me go. I'll go to sleep in the small room."
"No." Yan Han snorted and rubbed against her neck, "It's easy to fall asleep that way."
Song Xiang rolled his eyes, "Then just stay next to me."
She will not be soft-hearted when it comes to matters of principle.
Yan Han sighed, saying that she was cruel, and became silent.
After a while, he stood up, crossed over and turned off the big light in the room, leaving only a small dim light.
The surroundings are very quiet, and occasionally you can hear the sound of the waves, which is very helpful for sleeping.
With someone who can make each other feel at ease by your side, falling asleep will naturally be very easy.
…
Early the next morning, the two of them woke up together to the sound of waves, then washed up together and went to the beach to watch the sea.
This kind of leisurely life is exactly what Song Xiang dreams of.
It's a pity that I can only enjoy it for two days. Yan Han's burden is too heavy. Yan Song has already called and hinted several times after being out for two days.
There is no other choice but to arrange a return trip.
“Come again if I have a chance in the future.”
Before getting on the plane, Yan Han promised Song Xiang this.
Song Xiang smiled faintly, and the little regret disappeared.
After a five or six hour flight, it was almost dusk when we arrived at the Imperial Capital.
When Li Ying knew they were coming back, she had already made preparations and invited a group of people to Wang Fuxue's home.
Song Xiang and Yan Han were tired from the journey, so they took a short rest and waited until dark before going upstairs.
At six o'clock in the evening, there began to be movement upstairs.
Song Xiang took a bath and began to sort out the souvenirs he bought in Linhai City, preparing to give them away later.
Yan Han sat on the sofa and watched her clean up, with gentle eyes, "Take less, they won't be able to eat it."
Song Xiang wanted to laugh, "Why are you so stingy?"
Yan Han was not stingy, but Song Xiang had worked so hard to bring these things back. Wang Fuxue and others had never seen any good things, and they would not eat them even if they accepted them. Song Xiang's hard work was wasted.
But seeing how seriously Song Xiang was preparing, he didn't hesitate to tell the truth, so he followed behind and secretly took some points.
When the time came, the two of them carried a bunch of things upstairs together.
When I rang the doorbell, I could clearly hear the excitement inside.
Someone came to open the door and then ran away quickly.
Yan Han knew what he was doing and pulled Song Xiang behind him.
Song Xiang was confused and watched him push the door open.
As soon as she stepped in, she heard two "thumps", which made her tremble.
"surprise!"
There was a lot of noise.
Song Xiang stood behind Yan Han and looked up, seeing red confetti slowly falling from the sky.
Without waiting for a reaction, Yan Han was already pulled away. Her eyes widened and she scanned the surrounding area. All of them were red.
"How's it going? Is it reliable?"
Li Ying and Wang Fuxue pulled her inside and pressed her and Yan Han on the chief chair.
"Warm congratulations, my father, Mr. Yan Han, has ended his 27-year single career!"