After dealing with monsters for a long time, I finally learned a trick or two.
Song Xiang's expression was relaxed and relaxed, and his two voices had the moral upper hand.
Yan Yanhan clicked his tongue and stood at the door of the guest room, "Why are you still crying?"
Song Xiang rolled her eyes at him, walked over slowly, and hit him hard.
"Who made you not hug me just now..."
Yan Han came back to his senses and felt that his nerves had become sensitive just now. He caught a glimpse of the grievance on Song Xiang's face and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.
He took the person's arm and pushed it to the door panel, "I'll hug you now. I won't cry anymore."
Song Xiang didn't really cry at first. The two tears she shed were completely nervous. As soon as the emotion came up, it was immediately in place.
Behind her is the door panel. Rong Boye is probably at the door. If there is any movement outside, it must be clearly heard inside.
"Then let's go back to your place."
"No rush."
Yan Han stretched out his hand and wiped away the tiny bits of crystal on her eyelashes with his fingertips, revealing his deep-set eyes.
Song Xiang cleared his throat, "Go back..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he kissed her passionately.
Damn it, there's someone behind me.
She clenched her hands tightly, not daring to move, for fear of making some noise and being heard inside.
"I'm going on a business trip for two days and it's so difficult to coax me?"
"No...um..."
The lip was bitten hard, and the man's voice became deep.
"In order to come back early to see you, I only slept for three hours last night."
Song Xiang raised his head, squeaked softly, and reached out to grab his collar.
Not to mention anything else, she missed him as much as she did. She couldn't wait for news from him last night and couldn't sleep until two o'clock.
There are turbulent emotions in front of you, and there are fatal unspeakable things hidden behind you.
His breathing was under his control again, and if he wasn't careful, his rhythm would be disrupted.
Just as he was lost in thought, his body was suddenly lifted up by a man's waist, and he slammed the door hard, making a warm banging sound. His legs were forced to hang by his side, and the entire weight of his body was supported by his single hand.
.
"Stern cold——!"
His thoughts returned and he realized that the man reached out to press the door handle behind him.
Song Xiang opened his eyes suddenly and struggled violently in shock.
"What's wrong?"
"Go back to your place and then..."
"Just here, I'll go back later."
"No!" Song Xiang raised her hand to block his kiss.
The man had already been coaxed, but he was suddenly resisted and looked behind her again.
"Why?"
Song Xiang opened her mouth, "I... don't want to wash another sheet!"
After severe cold, he gritted his teeth and lowered his head, locking his eyes tightly with hers.
"I'll help you wash it."
Song Xiang bit his lip, and with a flash of inspiration, he put his hands around his neck, leaned in and spoke softly.
"I don't have that here..."
Tsk——
The man let out a long sigh of relief, supported her body, and gently rubbed her earlobe with his fingertips.
"Don't you dare to provoke me?"
Song Xiang: "I will give you a hug and simply welcome you."
She lowered her head and said softly, teasing him, "Then if you don't want to go back, you don't have to use that."
"Nonsense." He raised his hand and flicked her face hard, "I can't do the stupid things Lu Zechen did."
Since you don’t want children, you should take measures.
It's all bullshit to say "don't put it in there".
When Song Xiang heard what he said, she felt happy. She leaned over to kiss him again, looked into his eyes and said, "Then let me down and let's go back."
So close, the warmth and emotions are growing crazily.
Yan Han didn't let go, changed his position, picked her up horizontally, and strode out quickly.