Song Xiang turned sideways and did not speak to him.
Yan Han was not stupid. After looking around at everyone's eyes, he guessed half of it. He was very happy to watch Song Xiang play a little temper. It was also an interesting process to coax her, and he was not in a hurry to explain.
Just then, Tan Shu came back from the bathroom after eating crabs.
Wang Fuxue leaned over and said, "It smells so good. Which brand of perfume is this?"
Tan Shu spoke.
Song Xiang didn't pay attention, she was too busy getting angry seriously.
There was a smile in Yan Han's eyes, without any sense of crisis, and he was even a bit showing off.
Among the singles at the table, he is the only one who has a girlfriend to coax.
On the way, he went out for a while and came back with a small bag in his hand.
Song Xiang took a sneak peek, but didn't see what it was. He snorted and shrank back again.
At half past eight, when the door was closed, she could only say hello to everyone and wanted to go home first.
"Remember to review your homework when you go back." Tan Shu also reminded.
Song Xiang felt depressed and nodded.
I even forgot to take my bag and turned around to leave.
Yan Han carried her bag, put one hand in his pocket, and followed her with a smile, which made Sister Min behind her sigh.
"It's true that one thing comes down to another. Look, what a good boyfriend twenty-four filial piety is."
On the roadside, Song Xiang pulled her face and got out of the car, her mouth pursed and not talking to Yan Han.
With a smile on his face, Yan Han drove to the door of Rong's house without explaining anything.
Song Xiang was about to get out of the car immediately, but found that the door was locked.
Turning his head, he said fiercely: "Open the door!"
Yan Han sighed and handed over the small bag, "Can I still accept the gift?"
Song Xiang snorted, cleared his throat, and removed it on the spot.
It's a bottle of perfume.
Want to coax her?
She tried spraying it on her wrist and sniffed it close to her nose.
Very familiar.
"This is the perfume Tan Shu uses!"
Dog thief.
His face turned red with anger, and he threw the bag together, turned around and patted the car door, "Open it!"
Yan Han dodged the object, smiled uncontrollably, stretched out his arms, and pulled the person into his arms.
Song Xiang struggled and punched him, "You're still laughing!"
"Okay, the perfume was sent by Sister Min. Tan Shu probably uses it from the bathroom." The man explained.
Song Xiang was like a little beast, not listening to his explanation at all, and kept "making it".
"Don't tell me, go and tell her. You have something to talk with her."
After she finished speaking, Yan Han smiled happily, held her in his arms, and kissed her face.
"Okay, let me explain..."
Song Xiang deliberately covered his ears, "Don't listen, don't listen, you bastard is chanting sutras!"
Yan Han: "..."
No, he couldn't hold it any longer, so he laughed even louder.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Xiang deliberately tormented him, "What are you doing? You don't want to explain again?"
Yan Han: "I'm tired, I can't explain anymore."
Song Xiang glared at him, adjusted her breathing, and calmed down a bit. She felt it was funny, but she still had to hold on tight.
"Tan Shu is very capable, let me try..."
"How dare you praise her!" Song Xiang glared.
Yan Han: "..."
Boom, boom, boom.
Someone came and knocked on the car window.
Song Xiang looked at the time and saw that there were still five minutes to nine o'clock.
She quickly got out of the car.
Seeing this, Yan Han reached out to hold her, "What are you doing? I haven't finished explaining yet."
Song Xiang rolled her eyes at him, "What are you explaining? If you don't listen, I will officially inform you that the Cold War has begun. You should go back and reflect carefully to see if something went wrong."
He smiled harshly and put one hand on the steering wheel, "Should I go back and write a review?"
Song Xiang: "I suggest you use block letters. I don't like the ugly characters."
Yan Han: "..."
"By the way, my introduction banquet is in a few days. If you want to write a review, you'd better hurry up. I won't send you an invitation after it expires." Song Xiang raised her chin and "threatened" with a fierce expression.