You don't need to ask to know that because of this incident, the board of directors must have been dispatched.
His pressure was beyond her imagination.
Song Xiang didn't ask any questions and kept letting him lean on her without moving.
He didn't straighten up until the housekeeper came up to open the door of the manor.
Song Xiang's shoulders were slightly sore and he moved quietly.
After getting off the car, from the path in front of the door to the garden in front of the main house, exquisite little lights were lit everywhere.
The old housekeeper was a discerning person and could tell that they had a good atmosphere, so even the dinner was changed to a candlelight dinner.
Song Xiang sat at the dining table and sighed in a low voice: "Grandpa Butler must have been extremely popular when he was young."
Yan Han: "It is said that my grandma likes him very much."
Wow——
Song Xiang couldn't help but look at the housekeeper twice. Although he was old, his speech and behavior were very well-mannered.
Thinking again about Yan Han's grandfather who was not easy to deal with, there really is no harm if there is no comparison.
The kitchen must have been busy all afternoon, and the dishes were served one after another, which lasted about an hour and a half.
Song Xiang's stomach was full from eating, so she went upstairs to take a shower.
Originally, she was still staying in the guest room, but the chaos of the past two days could no longer be distinguished from the severe cold.
Out of nowhere, I ended up in his bedroom again.
After taking a shower and going out, it was almost nine o'clock and both of us still had things to do.
It was not until eleven o'clock that Yan Han came back from the study. Without thinking, he hugged Song Xiang and lay down together.
"As for the topic of Yan Zhenzhen, I think we need to think more about it." He suddenly said after turning off the light.
Song Xiang wanted to laugh, but he had already guessed that the two of them were just chatting under quilts every day, so he couldn't help it.
"What are you doing, a foul?"
"No." he said.
"What is that?"
"I won't play anymore."
Song Xiang: "..."
If you can't win, just flip the table. If you don't want to be subject to the rules of the game, just stop playing, you scumbag!
"Did you hear that?" He gently pressed her belly under the quilt.
Song Xiang exclaimed and almost fell to the ground.
"Don't come here. I'll take care of everything for you. You gave up on chasing me last time, and you're a swindler this time."
He took a deep breath, pressed her with one hand, and fought in his mind.
Song Xiangcai didn't give him a chance to think. He took advantage of his distraction and hurriedly struggled down.
"do what?"
"Drink some water."
She turned sideways and opened the drawer carefully, intending to take the small sleeping pills she had placed inside.
I became addicted to it a few days ago, and I have to gradually reduce the dosage in the past few days, otherwise I really can't sleep.
There were no lights around, and she was afraid that Yan Han would see it, so she quickly took it out.
Probably because he was a little nervous, his hand slipped, and the small bottle fell down, making a small breaking sound.
Yan Han stood up and turned on the small lamp beside the bed.
Song Xiang quickly leaned over and picked it up, trying to avoid the people behind him.
"What is that?"
"Just... melatonin."
"show me."
Yanhan's eyesight was very good, and in just a split second, he could clearly see the small bottle.
Others may not know it, but when he was very young, An Xuyue had to take this medicine for a while to fall asleep. Even if he was blind, he could tell it by listening to the sound.
Song Xiang bit her lip, "I fell asleep after eating, don't..."
"Song Xiang."
He lowered his tone, completely different from the person he was a moment ago.
Song Xiang held the medicine bottle and quickly organized words to explain to him.
The person behind her had a strong attitude, holding her waist with one hand and pulling the medicine bottle out of her hand.