Their eyes met, and the next second, their lips were kissed.
"Um……"
"You have been unhappy these past two days, and I haven't even touched you."
"That night..."
"Can't wait until night."
Song Xiang blushed and glanced in the direction of the blinds, "I have to go to the company in the afternoon and then find a way to meet Mrs. Liang. Don't..."
"Just once, you can bear it."
Tsk——
He raised his hand and hit him, but he didn't resist anymore.
She was kissed until her whole body went limp, and she was led into the lounge by him in a daze.
Black and white painting style, curtains trailing to the floor.
Many images flashed through her mind. This was the first time she was with him in the lounge since she accepted him again.
"Remember what?"
"I think of you being shameless and lying to an ignorant girl."
"Shuheng International has built a building opposite." He suddenly said.
Song Xiang's sanity was shattered into pieces and she didn't understand what he was saying. She was dumbfounded for a long time, but suddenly she understood again.
His face felt very hot and he raised his hands to cover his eyes.
There were no high-rise buildings opposite, so the view was unobstructed. The floor-to-ceiling window in his lounge was a special single-sided window. They had done this kind of thing in front of the window once.
When her soul and body were separated, she turned to look out the window.
It was a pure white sky, with two birds occasionally passing by.
…
"asshole."
The room was dark. Song Xiang bit his finger and cursed. Unable to forgive himself, he raised his foot to kick the person standing by the window.
Yan Han raised his chin slightly and buttoned the last button.
He leaned over, pressed her shoulders again, and asked for a kiss.
"If you're tired, don't work in the afternoon."
Song Xiang glared at him, "No, I have something serious to do."
"Just try your best to persuade Mrs. Liang, don't work too hard," he said.
Song Xiang stood up and leaned against his legs, "I promise to do it for you."
Yan Yanhan ruffled her hair and said, "You can't do conspiracy, so I have other ways to deal with him."
Song Xiang shook his head and tugged at the quilt to find some clothes, "I want to help you."
Yan Han stretched out his hand and helped her button the buttons behind her.
"I'll take you back."
"No need." Song Xiang stretched out his legs and got out of bed, making a gesture to put on shoes.
Yan Han squatted down and held down her feet.
"I'll do it myself."
Just as she was talking, Yan Han already held her ankles, helped her put on her high heels, and lowered her head to adjust the laces on the sides.
Song Xiang's heart felt hot and she sat on the edge of the bed without moving.
After putting on her shoes, there was a knock on the door. It was Xue Mi's voice, and her tone was very careful. It was obvious that she had been waiting for a long time.
When Song Xiang looked at the clock, it was already past two o'clock, and it was long past work time.
She quickly pushed Yan Han out of the door.
As soon as she walked out, she happened to meet Xue Mi's gossipy eyes, and she quickly avoided it.
While Yan Han was reading the documents, she quietly walked out with her bag and walked downstairs before receiving a call from Yan Han.
"What are you doing running so fast?"
Song Xiang got into the bodyguard's car and whispered to him.
When he arrived at Yue Ji's door, he hesitated to end the call.
Song Xiang got off the car and as soon as he entered the company, the front desk trotted over.
"Mr. Song, it seems Mr. Yan is here."
Song Xiang was surprised, secretly breathed in, calmed down his mind, quickened his pace and entered the elevator.
She had no intention of hiding, she wanted to meet Yan Zhenting anyway.
When we went upstairs, sure enough, there was dead silence, and they were all the Yan family's bodyguards.
Song Xiang opened the door and saw Yan Zhenting sitting on the sofa with a cane in both hands and a loose posture.
Hearing the commotion, Yan Zhenting glanced at her, "Did you just leave Xiao Yan's place?"