Sister, Song Xiang has suffered a lot from these two words. If Bo Zhan hadn't always called her that, she wouldn't have let down her guard.
Now it was a little girl, and she immediately became wary.
No matter what the other person said, she always smiled slightly.
But without saying a few words, Yan Han took her to the guest room to rest, without giving her a chance to show off.
After entering the door, Song Xiang took the initiative to ask: "Who is she?"
"Um?"
"Wei Sisi."
Yan Han casually hugged her and lay down, closing his eyes and said: "The daughter of An Xuyue's friend, we played together when we were young."
Aren’t they childhood sweethearts?
Song Xiang pursed his lips, turned over in his arms, and turned his back to him.
Sensing her mood, Yan Han pulled her over again and looked at her closer.
"Is there a problem?"
Song Xiang pondered for a moment and concluded, "She likes you."
Yan Han: "Yeah."
Song Xiang: "What does 'um' mean?"
That's the reaction.
Yan Han closed his eyes, smiled lowly, moved his body down, and even pressed against her collarbone, he said hoarsely: "The man you choose is one of a kind. If there are not even one or two suitors, what do you think?"
Is it normal?"
Song Xiang: "..." Shameless.
She snorted, feeling a little sour in her heart. She didn't like the feeling of Wei Sisi calling him "Brother Li Han" in a tired voice.
Either call me Brother or Brother Han. Why should I drag out my voice and call him "Brother Li Han~".
Hate.
Yan Han: "Are you jealous?"
"No."
"Suddenly I felt that Wei Sisi was quite good."
Song Xiang was shocked, "What?"
Yan Han took a deep breath and said in a sleepy voice, "Come a few more Wei Sisi and you will know how popular I am. Spend more time looking at me and avoid getting involved with random people, especially those who are widowed or divorced."
old man."
Song Xiang: "..."
The corners of her lips couldn't help but rise, and she hugged him.
The room became quiet.
Yan Han was too busy recently and rarely had time to rest, so he fell asleep after a while.
Song Xiang listened to his breathing, but she didn't feel sleepy. When he fell asleep, she quietly left the room.
When they reached the corridor, a man suddenly jumped out from the corner and hugged her, scaring her so much that she almost screamed.
"Daughter-in-law, it's me."
Song Xiang was so shocked that her heart was beating wildly. When she saw it was An Xuyue, she quickly patted her chest.
"Auntie, why are you here?"
An Xuyue heyed twice and dragged her to the corner, "I have something to ask you."
Song Xiang was stunned, "Please?"
"Um!"
"You said it, but I may not be able to do it."
An Xuyue shook her head, "You can definitely do it."
"What's up?"
"Take me out."
Song Xiang blinked and realized what was going on.
"this……"
"You are a little angel, so cute, baby, you will definitely help me, right~"
Song Xiang: "..."
It feels like something has happened.
"Why are you leaving? It's not your birthday in two days?"
"I don't want to celebrate my birthday." An Xuyue curled her lips.
Song Xiang was confused and recalled what the maids had just said. It seemed that An Xuyue's birthday was not a good thing, or something had happened in previous years.
She was about to speak when footsteps suddenly came from behind her.
"What are you doing?"
The cold voice frightened both Song Xiang and An Xuyue.
Song Xiang turned around and met Yan Zhicheng's cold eyes.
Behind him, An Xuyue whispered, "You bitch, is there a radar on your head?"