Climbing over a wall to meet a lover is a behavior that even the most outrageous modern people look down upon. It has to be traced back to ancient sayings like The West Chamber.
Song Xiang climbed up the wall with the help of Gong Shiheng, and was so tired that he was sweating profusely.
"Jump down." Gong Shiheng commanded.
Song Xiang took a deep breath, closed her eyes, gritted her teeth and jumped down.
Fortunately, there is grass outside the wall and there is nothing wrong with it.
Excited and excited at the same time, she stood up and jumped several times.
Gong Shiheng's voice came from the wall, "We will play until night, you come back early."
Song Xiang responded, without any further hesitation, and quickly walked towards the main road.
Looking from a distance, the man was wearing simple sportswear, leaning against the black Ghost, and he suddenly looked much younger than his usual elite appearance.
Song Xiang was so happy that he ran over quickly, but almost fell down when he climbed onto the road.
Yan Yan stood up straight and jumped from the road to the grass to reach her side.
"What are you doing running so fast?"
Song Xiang hugged him and said, "I want to see you."
Yan Han knelt down, wiped her trousers, and carried her onto the road.
"You are so proficient at inducing decent girls to climb over the wall to see you. Is it a talent inherited from your ancestors, or do you have previous experience?"
Yan Han put her in the passenger seat, leaned over to get into the car, and first held her down for a deep kiss.
"Did I induce you? Didn't Miss Rong want to see me?"
Song Xiang snorted, put her hand on his shoulder, and asked in a low voice: "Where are you going to take me to elope this time?"
I said it in fun before, but this time it was true.
Yan Han pinched her chin, pecked her lips again, stood up, closed the door on her side, and turned around to get in the car.
"The ends of the earth."
Song Xiang laughed and lay on his side looking at him.
I am so fascinated by him that I think he looks good everywhere, and his driving posture is handsome. When he turns the steering wheel, the veins on the back of his hands are very obvious, stretching all the way to the wrist bones, and then up, the lines on the forearms are smooth and rich.
Sense of power.
"Miss Rong, your eyes are a little too much."
Song Xiang's face felt hot and he raised his hands to cover his face.
"Why are you wearing sportswear, pretending to be cool!"
Yan Han caught her little woman's expression in the mirror, and the corners of his lips could not help but raise, "I can't help it, who makes my girlfriend's tide rise? If I don't take care of myself, I will be abandoned easily."
Song Xiang laughed playfully and said, "Don't worry, the chaff will not leave the house. I have principles."
After saying that, she glanced at the navigation and asked, "Where are you taking me?"
"Didn't I say that it's the end of the world?"
"Huh?" Song Xiang was confused.
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Rong family, study room
The surveillance video was displayed on the big screen, just in time for Song Xiang to jump off the fence, run all the way to the roadside, and embrace Yan Han.
Rong Boye's face was expressionless and his eyes were complicated.
Rong Zhe cleared his throat, "According to what you said, everyone around you has cleared his throat."
After saying that, he asked again, "Are you waiting for the lady to come back and pretend not to know?"
Rong Boye shook his head and said, "Replace the lamp over there with the brightest incandescent lamp and ask someone to guard it until they come back."
Rong Zhe: "..."
He knew that he would never let go of the Yan family boy easily.
"knew."
Rong Boye watched the video and remained silent, but the scene from that year appeared in his mind.
That was the night before Yan Zhicheng decided to give up Nan Qing. He took Nan Qing in as a friend. That night, Yan Zhicheng did the same, going to the Rong family with great trouble.
Nan Qing was stupid and thought it was Yan Zhicheng who came to pick her up, but he didn't know that it was to say goodbye.