Song Xiang snorted, "Who can't live without whom?"
Yan Han did not compete with her this time and sighed, "I can't live without you."
As soon as he got off the plane, he looked at the distance and realized that she was half a world away. If he wanted to see her, he would have to fly for at least seven hours.
When people are not in front of you, your heart cannot be at peace.
Song Xiang lay on the steering wheel, looked at the night scene outside, and said, "When will you be back?"
"It will take at least two days to end."
Song Xiang counted his fingers and curled his lips, "It will be at least noon the day after tomorrow."
Suddenly I missed the days when I was his secretary. Although I was always bullied, I could always follow him and never leave.
"Mr. Song."
"Um?"
It was rare for him to call her that, so she straightened up and listened carefully.
"How about I quit my job and be your secretary?" he said.
Song Xiang laughed out loud, his eyebrows curled up with joy, "You are so harsh, how many years of salary do I need to hire you?"
"You don't have to spend money to hire me."
Song Xiang stuck out her tongue, pressed her chin on the steering wheel like a little girl, and said lazily: "Isn't that overqualified?"
Yan Han chuckled lightly, his voice was low and a little deliberately magnetic, "Looking at you every day, isn't it a serious matter?"
Song Xiang covered the receiver, buried her face in the steering wheel, and laughed softly, quite silly.
"Forget it, I'm afraid my life will be shortened if I use a secretary like you." She thought for a while, then whispered: "And it will easily affect efficiency."
"What?"
"If the person I like is in front of my eyes every day, I won't be interested in working."
There was silence on the phone for a moment.
After a moment, Yan Han obviously took a deep breath, "Song Xiang, do you dare to say this in front of me?"
Half a world away, he couldn't even kiss her.
Song Xiang snickered, she only had the nerve to say it when she wasn't in front of her, otherwise she wouldn't have said it.
"Waiting for you to come back."
The man clicked his tongue and said after a moment: "I'm still at the airport. It's actually very convenient to return."
Song Xiang sat up straight, "Stop talking nonsense!"
What's going on when you go on a business trip and suddenly fly back?
Yan Han: "I'll come back after I go back and kiss you."
Song Xiang: "Then if you miss me again on the way back, will you fly back again?"
Yan Han thought seriously, "Forget it, I'll take you with me next time."
Song Xiang felt sweet in her heart. She glanced outside and saw that it was really getting late.
"Hurry up to the hotel, I'm going home."
Yan Han was probably very busy over there, and the noise could be heard vaguely.
"Kiss."
"ah?"
"Kiss."
Song Xiang's face heated up as she thought of those air-kissing scenes on TV. She felt silly, but she didn't expect that it would be her turn.
"Waiting for you to come back..."
"Kiss now."
Tsk——
I looked around and there were no passersby.
She brought the phone close to her lips, touched her lips, and made a clear "boo".
What a shame.
"Kiss!"
Yan Han's low laughter came over, "I'll make up for it when I go back."
"Okay, hang up."
"good."
Two seconds passed and no one hung up first.
Song Xiang had no choice but to say, "I'll count one, two, three, and hang up together."
"Can."
"One, two,..."
My heartbeat accelerated inexplicably. I hung up the phone and felt nervous.
He hesitated and said three, then pressed the red button.