While Yan Han was not paying attention, Song Xiang opened the drawer and took away the sleeping pills.
She quietly ate half a pill and returned to him, but he still held her.
When they are close to each other, he knows best whether she is asleep or not.
She had not forgotten what the doctor said, and she didn't want him to know about the sleeping pills. Anyway, she had already figured it out and would pay attention to it in the future.
Thinking this way, the medicine takes effect.
After a deep sleep, the person woke up before dawn.
Yan Han hadn't woken up yet, but his arms were still pressed against her waist, showing a restraining posture.
Song Xiang turned his face sideways, took out a hand, and gently traced his eyebrows.
Slowly lean over and touch his forehead.
I prayed silently in my heart that everything would go well.
From now on, don't drag him down anymore.
Just as he was thinking about it, Yan Han frowned slightly, adjusted his posture, and held her tighter.
"Wake up so early?" He talked to her with his eyes closed.
Song Xiang responded and buried her face in his arms again.
"Sleep a little longer." His voice was low and hoarse, with a slight hint of sleepiness.
Song Xiang stopped moving and let him hold her obediently.
Probably sensing that she was not sleepy and not wanting her to feel uncomfortable lying there, he opened his eyes after a while.
It's only six o'clock.
Song Xiang got up to look for clothes. Her head felt a little uncomfortable. It was probably the aftereffects of sleeping pills. She told herself again and again that she must not take them again.
I drank a glass of water to calm down and finally felt better.
Yan Han was a little angry and put on his clothes with a sullen expression. When he saw Song Xiang, he couldn't help but hug her and play tricks.
She didn't even have a good breakfast, so she had to drive her there in person.
Song Xiang made arrangements last night and didn't want him to follow.
"If you keep nagging me, don't go."
He pressed her neck and kissed her hard, completely ignoring the people around him.
Song Xiang's face felt hot and he had nothing to say, so he could only get into his car.
Along the way, her heartbeat was speeding up rapidly. The phone was in her palm, but she didn't open it to take a look.
When she got downstairs from Yue Ji, she originally wanted Yan Han to leave first, but she didn't expect Yan Han to drive directly into the basement.
"Don't get out of the car..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Han had already got out of the car.
Song Xiang frowned and looked around. There were already many employees.
Seeing them appearing together, the employees were secretly taking pictures.
Yan Han took her hand and pulled her inside.
Just as they were about to reach the elevator, a woman appeared out of nowhere, covered in filth, holding a bottle of unknown liquid in her hand, and stared at them fiercely.
"murderer!"
Song Xiang was frightened by that look and couldn't help but retreat. Yan Yanhan took the opportunity to protect her.
The other party quickly opened the bottle cap and rushed over.
There were Yue Ji's employees all around, some of them were smart and immediately called the security guards loudly.
However, it was too late. The other party threw the contents of the bottle in the direction of Song Xiang and Yan Han while swearing.
Yan Han did not bring a large number of bodyguards, and the few who followed him stayed far away. He could only protect Song Xiang first.
Song Xiang was protected in his arms and watched as a large amount of liquid spilled over.
Yan Han turned around and blocked most of the dirty things on his back.
When the stench came, Song Xiang's eyes widened and he immediately guessed what it was.
Without giving them a chance to buffer, the woman had already rushed up and splashed the rest at them crazily.
Although Song Xiang was protected, he was not immune. His hair and arms were all stained.
The security guards and bodyguards arrived relatively quickly and quickly controlled the woman.