The surroundings were too dark, and Song Xiang couldn't see his elbow clearly. She didn't even raise her head when she heard him say it, "You haven't had enough kisses this afternoon?"
"If you kiss me more, maybe it will be enough."
Song Xiang: "..."
She rolled her eyes at him angrily.
Yan Han didn't want her to worry, so he really leaned over and said, "Come on, give me a kiss. I'm leaving. I'll take photos for you to check when I get back."
Song Xiang thought that it was all in the dark. She couldn't see clearly anyway, so she might as well let him go quickly.
When I thought about it, I stood on my tiptoes.
Whoosh!
In an instant, a strong incandescent light was turned on, illuminating the sky and the earth in white. Song Xiang kept his posture of kissing Yan Han and screamed in surprise.
She subconsciously hid behind Yan Han, her mind going blank.
What's going on?
Yan Han was forced to frown by the light, and could only raise his hand to block the light.
"Mr. Yan, is it inappropriate to appear in the Rong family in this way at this time?"
A cool voice drifted down.
Song Xiang gritted his teeth. It was over. It turned out that he was waiting for the chance.
The light weakens a little, and I can barely open my eyes.
On the second floor of the observation building, Rong Boye put one hand on the railing and stood condescendingly, with a teasing Rong Zhe standing behind him.
"Miss, it's getting late, you can go back first."
Song Xiang hid behind Yan Han, carefully stuck out his head, squinted his eyes and looked up. He was too embarrassed to talk to Rong Boye, so he only said to Rong Zhe: "Uncle Zhe, can you ask someone to turn off the lights?
"
She knew without looking that there must be bodyguards nearby and countless people watching.
"Turn it off? It's a waste of time. Mr. Yan will go back the way he came. It's too dangerous."
Song Xiang was stunned for a moment, "Original...retrace your steps?"
With so many people, could Yan Han climb over the wall and go back?
"Is it difficult for him to get out just as he came in?" Rong Boye said coldly.
Song Xiang pursed his lips.
Yan Han held her hand and comforted her softly, "It's okay."
Why don't you want him to climb over the wall in front of so many people?
Gong Shiheng and the others are still here. If his followers find out, they will probably laugh at him for a long time.
"Uncle Zhe, you..."
Please advise.
Rong Zhe suppressed his laughter, clasped his mouth with one hand, and glanced in the direction of Rong Boye, signaling Song Xiang.
Song Xiang opened her mouth, glanced at Rong Boye's eyes, and struggled with what to call her. She felt nervous and worried about Shun Han, holding back her face until her face turned red.
She remained silent until Rong Zhe cleared his throat and urged Yan Han, "Mr. Yan, please."
Song Xiang was anxious, took Yan Han's hand, and looked up again.
Sensing her embarrassment, Yan Han patted her back with one hand, "Be good, I move very quickly, they can't see my jokes."
Song Xiang felt uncomfortable, pursed her lips and said nothing, watching him take his hand away from hers and walk towards the wall naturally.
She glanced around and saw many bodyguards, all looking in this direction.
no!
He raised his head and looked at Rong Boye against the strong light.
He opened his mouth, without hesitation, and said very quickly: "Dad! Don't let him climb over the wall!"
There was dead silence.
Rong Zhe was stunned, let alone Rong Boye.
The dark eyes suddenly surged. Hearing the voice downstairs, he almost thought he heard wrongly. He placed his hand on the railing and subconsciously used strength to look down and meet Song Xiang's eyes.
Song Xiang shouted out in desperation, but when he realized what he was doing, he was a little at a loss.
Rong Zhe came to his senses first and reminded her, "Miss, sir, you are joking with Mr. Yan."
Song Xiang nodded dumbly and looked tentatively at Rong Boye, "Can you turn off the lights?"