Through the door, the maid wanted to go in and deliver some food, but there was the sound of kicking the floor, mixed with the sound of a woman crying.
The maid was startled and hurried away in fear.
Indoors, the carpet has been kicked to nowhere.
Song Xiang was lying on the floor, breathing heavily, with big tears pouring from the corners of her eyes.
Yan Yanhan lay on her shoulder and chuckled repeatedly, "So this is the best way to treat you."
Song Xiang: "...get out!"
She didn't even dare to open her eyes, her body was cold and empty, her shirt had slipped to her shoulders, and she didn't even need to think about how embarrassed she looked.
Dog stuff.
She shouldn't have entered this room. The last time she came here, he kissed her forcefully without telling her, and even covered her injured face because he thought she was ugly. This time, he bullied her again.
"Get up, you're so heavy."
Yan Han adjusted his breath, moved closer, and kissed the corner of her lips again.
"Then I turn on the light?"
"Don't!"
Song Xiang shook his head, "Clothes..."
The man chuckled, but he still had no bad intentions.
Song Xiang glared at him, moved out of his territory, forced himself up, knelt on the ground, and quickly gathered the shirt on his shoulders.
Fortunately, I didn't change into a dress, otherwise I would definitely be dead.
Yan Han bent one knee, put his arm on his knee, and sat behind her to watch her arrange her clothes.
His eyes traced across her back, and he suddenly remembered something.
He licked his back teeth and hugged Song Xiang from behind.
Song Xiang was startled, thinking that he was going to be a monster again.
"what?"
"When we came in just now, did the cheongsams that the maids wore look good?"
Song Xiangfei glanced at him, "What do you mean?"
"I have a set of cheongsam in my wardrobe. It was a gift from Yang Xiu when I went on a business trip to Southern Province four years ago."
Song Xiang paused for a moment, and then she remembered that she was also the one who went with him that time, and the partner's wife was Yang Xiu, a master of cheongsam.
"Why did she give you a cheongsam?"
Yan Han put his chin on her shoulder and whispered: "She said that my female secretary is very beautiful."
Song Xiang was slightly startled. Thinking back to that time, she had been with Yan Han for less than a year, and she wasn't very good at pretending to do some things. How could a veteran fox like Yang Xiu not see that something was wrong between her and Yan Han.
She turned to look at Yan Han, wondering what he meant by saying this now.
Yan Han's fingers passed over her chin, a hint of temptation flashed in his eyes, "The clothes are here now."
Song Xiang understood and quickly turned around, "I don't like wearing cheongsam."
Yan Han had already made up his mind. There was no one here tonight. He had to bully her enough without ruining the "Three Chapters".
He leaned over and rubbed her ear, "Baby, put it on, I want to see it."
Song Xiang's face turned red, she glared at him, then raised her hand to cover his mouth, "Don't call me that."
She had heard Lu Zechen call Gu Lian that, but she always felt it was inappropriate.
Yan Yanhan smiled, took her hand, looked at her tightly, turned his face sideways, and his thin lips passed over her fingers one by one.
"Do you want to wear it or not?"
Song Xiang gritted his teeth and said, "I won't wear it."
"precious……"
"Don't scream!" Song Xiang adjusted her posture and covered his mouth with her other hand.
Yan Han's eyes were full of evil smiles. He let go of her hand, put his hands behind his back, and looked at her with his chin raised.
"If you don't wear it, I'll keep calling you that."
Scoundrel!
Song Xiang pouted and turned away, "I'll just wear it for a while..."
As soon as she let go, Yan Han immediately stood up from where he was, quickly opened the door and went upstairs, as if he was anxious.