"I'm just scaring you. In the end, I'll lose you a point."
Song Xiang thought about it and realized that not only did he not deduct it, he also gave her the full bonus.
For her at that time, that was not a small sum of money. She was so happy that she was so happy that she couldn't stand it for several days. Even if he always teased her, she didn't care too much.
"You are so stupid." She suddenly said again.
Yan Han carried her to the door of the B&B, turned aside to let her open the door, and walked upstairs while saying, "Am I stupid?"
Song Xiang nodded, hugged him tightly, and waited until he opened the door to the room before she said, "This is not how you like people."
If the subsequent development wasn't so magical, they would have missed it.
Yan Han placed her beside the bed, put one hand in his pocket, stretched out his finger and poked her forehead hard.
"I'm stupid, so how did you get into my lounge?"
Song Xiang leaned back after being poked, covering her forehead and sitting up straight. When she heard what he said, she couldn't help but feel a heat behind her ears.
He was right, even if he didn't take the serious route, he still fascinated her.
Apart from his bad temper, she racked her brains and couldn't find any fault with him.
When they first met, he was only twenty-two years old, but he was so powerful that she found it incredible, as if he could do anything.
Even if she stayed up late every day and tried her best to catch up, she still couldn't catch him by the hem of his clothes.
Thinking this, I couldn't help but reach out and grab the shirt around his waist.
"Caught..." He muttered softly.
Yan Han didn't hear what she said clearly, so he turned around and rummaged in the cupboard for the medicine box, then squatted down in front of her.
"hiss--"
He looked up at her and said fiercely, "Bear it."
"oh……"
Song Xiang took a deep breath, preparing to endure the pain, but found that it no longer hurt.
Looking down at him, he had a serious expression. He held her calf with one hand and applied the medicine on it very gently.
"After being out for one day and applying medicine twice, why is it harder for you to take care of her than a child?" He scolded her while applying medicine.
Song Xiang stretched out his hand and clapped his fingers, "I think it's a matter of my birth year. I'm twenty-five this year, but I'm actually twenty-four. I haven't had any good luck since the beginning of the year. I don't know how many times I've been to the hospital.
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"I'm not careful, and I'm still superstitious."
Song Xiang put his hands on his sides and stared at the person in front of him. He couldn't help stroking his broken hair, "But there is one thing that is very lucky, which can offset this whole year's bad luck."
Yan Han did not raise his head, but said firmly, "Let me fall in love."
Song Xiang: "..."
She originally wanted to say this, but she didn't expect that he stole her line.
whispering sound--
Narcissist.
Yan Han put down the things in his hands, pressed one knee on the floor, looked up at her, with a glimmer in his eyes, and said, "This is also the luckiest thing that happened to me this year."
The corners of Song Xiang's lips raised, she turned away from him, shrank her legs and retreated to the center of the bed.
Yan Han: "It's not even twelve o'clock yet, so it's time to rush."
Song Xiang clicked his tongue, grabbed the pillow and hit him, "Get out of here."
Yan Han caught the pillow and looked up at the clock on the wall.
It was getting late, so he went to check the bathroom and asked Song Xiang to go in and do a simple scrubbing.
After all, the sheets and bedding were all new outside, so he felt uncomfortable.
He turned off the lights and hugged Song Xiang from behind, but he didn't do anything.
Song Xiang felt surprised, turned around in his arms, and was about to ask him.
Yan Han breathed a sigh of relief and held the person down, "Don't move around, your legs have just been treated with medicine."
Song Xiang heard the restraint in his tone, raised her head and kissed his chin.