Yan Han came over from behind and reached out to move the cake away.
Song Xiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hugged him again, "Why are you so stingy? Why are you so mean to me if I don't promise you?"
"Who gave you such a look?" The man glanced at her and put his arm around her waist, "You have no conscience. I just want to see you every day, but you think about nonsense like how distance creates beauty."
Song Xiang laughed out loud and shrugged his shoulders slightly.
"You are such a person, you come up with whatever you want."
She licked her mouth, hugged him with both hands, and came closer, "Don't think I'm stupid. Are you so anxious to live together? Do you want to see me every day, or do you want to..."
Unnaturalness flashed across Yan Han's face, and he coughed lightly.
Song Xiang knew that his posture last night was like a starving ghost.
After tossing her all night was not enough, she immediately thought of the follow-up questions.
"I want to be with you every night. Is that wrong?"
Seeing that your true thoughts have been exposed, you just force yourself to be honest.
Song Xiang rolled her eyes at him and turned away, "I knew you had bad intentions."
Yan Han hugged her from behind, pressing his chin on her shoulder. When she wasn't paying attention, his thin lips pressed against her carotid artery, and he gently swiped it with the tip of his tongue.
Song Xiang trembled and almost screamed in shock.
Just after what happened last night, her whole body was extremely sensitive now, and she really couldn't stand him being like this.
"Don't go too far..."
"Stay here, at worst, you'll have to stay in the guest room."
Song Xiang sighed, "It's not like you don't have a guest room key!"
Yan Han: "..."
It's really soft and hard to eat, very hard to chew.
"Then what do you want?" He thought for a while and changed his approach.
Song Xiang thought for a moment, "You can live wherever you should?"
"What's the meaning?"
"I work on weekdays, so it's convenient to live here..."
Before she could finish speaking, Yan Han directly objected.
“Working five days a week!”
Song Xiang moved, "What are you doing in such a hurry? Listen to me."
"Say it." He said in an unhappy tone.
"I can live wherever I want. There is no need to set a fixed time. I will go home when I need to go home and see you when I need to see you." I finally understand what I mean.
Yan Han snorted, "According to this, if you miss me, come and sleep with me. If you don't miss me, just go home and sleep by yourself. Is this what you mean?"
Song Xiang's face turned red, "No!"
Yan Han: "Then you should tell me clearly how many days a week you will stay here."
Song Xiang: "..."
It's so annoying, why is it so difficult to deal with?
She pouted and complained: "I don't know if other people's boyfriends are as domineering as you."
Yan Han turned her around and kissed her directly, "How dare you think about other people's boyfriends?"
Song Xiang was gagged by him and had difficulty breathing. She really didn't have the energy to argue with him.
Fortunately, considering that it was still early, he just kissed her enough.
If he let go of her again, she could only lie on his chest and breathe slightly.
"Scoundrel!"
"I'm just being mean to you."
He turned his face sideways and gently brushed away the stray hair from her cheek.
The idea of living together came up for a moment. After coming out of the hospital, he remembered that Gu Lian ran away from Lu Zechen.
After a little analogy, I felt a little worried.
He has seen how attractive this person is at home several times. If it is left outside, it will easily attract the attention of thieves, so it has to be tied to him to feel at ease.
"Even if we don't live together, I still have to take you to and from get off work."