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Chapter 70 I Want to See You, Hug Behind Your Back

Shi Yan was wearing a white shirt and trousers. The cuffs of the shirt were rolled up to the elbows and the hem was tucked into the waistband of the trousers, revealing his broad shoulders and slim waist.

He was wearing rimless glasses today, so he leaned against the car door and raised his head slightly to smile, full of the air of a very polite scum.

"Have you had breakfast?" Shi Yan turned sideways and opened the passenger door.

"What a shame." Song Jing complained expressionlessly, opened the back seat door and got in.

A smile flashed across Shi Yan's eyes, and he closed the car door and got into the driver's seat, "I called Grandpa Han. He said that you are coming to see Grandma Han for a follow-up visit today. It just so happens that the old man can also have a follow-up visit, so I will come to pick you up in advance."

Song Jingwo got into the back seat without answering, and Shi Yan turned the steering wheel with one hand to drive out.

The car drove onto the highway. Song Jing successfully passed the game and looked up at Shi Yan who was driving.

Shi Yan's appearance is so outstanding. Even when viewed from the side, his outline and facial features are still three-dimensional and clear. But what is really attractive about him is not his appearance, but his aura.

Calm, powerful, and unfathomable!

"Aren't you busy?" Song Jing stared at Shi Yan's side face and suddenly spoke.

"To be honest, I'm busy." Shi Yan glanced at her in the reversing mirror, with a faint smile on his cold brows, "Yy Country sending Panlong back is just a superficial provocation, the real actions are hidden underneath, and we need to deal with them.

Quite a few.”

Shi Yan hasn't appeared since he had a meal with Song Jing in the school cafeteria on Tuesday. When chasing people like this, and when others may take advantage of him at any time, it's impossible not to get away unless he's too busy.

appeared.

Song Jing raised his eyebrows, "So you came here today to say that you have solved all the things that should be solved?"

"I came out at the right time." Shi Yan drove the car onto the elevated road. The implication was that he had not finished solving the problem yet and had to continue working.

The matter hasn't been resolved yet, why go to the high-speed rail station to pick her up?

And judging from the look of that slut, she had specially prepared it, even wearing a watch and rimless glasses.

Song Jing's eyes turned.

Shi Yan passed a car that was about forty kilometers away on the elevated road and handed over a box, "I want to see you. There are meat pies in it."

Song Jing took the box, which had the most famous Wuxinju logo in the imperial capital printed on it.

Wuxinju is a reservation-only restaurant, and it is said that the reservations have already been delayed until half a year later.

Shi Yan not only came to pick her up, but also went to Wuxinju to order food for her?

Song Jing lowered his eyes and opened the box. Inside were two large meatloaf with thin skin and thick fillings.

She went out to take the high-speed train this morning, and she hadn't had breakfast yet.

Shi Yan looked at the rear view mirror. The little girl had the food box packed by Wu Xinju on her lap. She was holding a big meat pie in her hands and eating it bite by bite with her thick eyelashes hanging down.

She eats very quickly, and her mouth will bulge like a hamster if she bites too much. However, she eats very calmly, and she does not make any unnecessary noises except the sound of the food itself when chewing.

It looks weirdly cute.

There was a faint smile in Shi Yan's eyes again, and his expression was pleasant.

Staying with the little girl always makes him feel more relaxed.

The car drove into the underground garage of Han Xingxiu's community. Song Jing got out of the car with a bag and a food box. Shi Yan came over and naturally took the empty food box from her hand, "Are you used to eating their food?"

"Well." Song Jing took out a hand strap from his bag, "Long-term insomnia can cause a person to be irritable and have a reduced thinking ability. Wearing this can help you sleep well and relax your mind."

Shi Yan raised the corners of his mouth, "Is this a token of love?"

"Don't pull him down." Song Jing returned his hand and was about to take back the rope.

Shi Yan pinched her wrist with quick eyes and hands, "Put it on for me."

Song Jing opened his eyelids and stared at him expressionlessly.

Shi Yan shook the food box in his hand and said, "It's not convenient for me."

Song Jing curled his lips, and reluctantly put it on him for the sake of the two very delicious meatloaf, "The efficacy of the hand strap can only last for a week. I will give you a prescription, and you have someone get the medicine bag."

Get up, and when the smell of the medicine on the handstring has faded away, throw it into the medicine bag and leave it for two hours."

"With this bracelet, you don't have to deliberately get in front of me. This bracelet can cure your insomnia better than the scent of medicine on my body. Wear it for half a year and you will be cured."

"This can be considered as repaying your favor last time."

"Do you think I need you to repay a favor for doing such a small thing?" Shi Yan lowered his head and looked at her. The little girl was born with cold fair skin, fair cheeks, and delicate and beautiful facial features. But the expression on her face was too cold to tell.

Warmth.

"What else?" Song Jing tied the rope buckle for him and took a step back.

Shi Yan smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes, and the breath all over his body became a little cold and low, "I thought I was just supporting my little girl."

Support and favor are two completely different attitudes and starting points.

One is my willingness, the other is my calculation.

Song Jing's eyelashes trembled, he put on his backpack and turned around, with an indifferent tone, "I don't need it." She can solve her problems by herself. If she can't solve it, then she will admit defeat. She has never expected anyone to support her.

.

Shi Yan reached out and grabbed her wrist, opened the back seat, and stuffed her in again.

Song Jing's eyebrows were furrowed, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he was about to strike back with his elbow.

Shi Yan held down her elbow and followed her into the car, slamming the door shut.

Song Jing was shocked, she couldn't beat Shi Yan!

Shi Yan pressed her hands and hugged her from behind, "I haven't slept in four days, let me lean on you for a while."

"Whether you sleep or not is none of my business." Song Jing gritted her teeth and her tone was cold and venomous. However, her hands were clamped and her range of movement in the carriage was limited. The most important thing was that she was still injured.

"Be good." Shi Yan put his head on her shoulder from behind, his tone was heavy and tired, and he really closed his eyes.

Song Jing could see his relaxed brows and eyes in the rearview mirror, as well as his tiredness that was hidden by his glasses.

"Are you sensitive to smells?"

"Um."

Song Jing curled his lips and said, "Dog nose." Because she studied medicine, she did have a medicinal scent, but it was so light that ordinary people couldn't smell it at all.

Shi Yan chuckled, raised his hand and took off his glasses. The head on her shoulders tilted slightly toward her neck, and his warm breath hit her neck and ears.

Song Jing's body froze slightly.

Shi Yan curled up the corners of his mouth silently. The little girl's neck was quite sensitive.

If he just kissed her like this, would the little girl's ears turn red?

But the little girl has a bad temper and will probably get beaten if she kisses her, so let’s hug her like this first.

Shi Yan's original intention was to lean against Song Jing for a while, but in the end he actually fell asleep.

Song Jing sat expressionless. When the phone in his pocket vibrated for the eighteenth time, he shook his shoulders and said, "Get up. It must be Grandpa Han asking me where I am. I want to answer the phone."

Shi Yan sighed with a little regret and let go of her.

Song Jing opened the car door and got out of the car, and picked up the phone at the same time, "Grandpa Han, I'm at the garage, I'll be up right away."

Shi Yan said, "I'll pick you up before dinner."

Song Jingdang didn't hear it and walked into the elevator expressionlessly.


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