Paranoid cold master's treasure

Chapter 36 Enough?

The tall and straight man stood in front of Ruan Shiyan at such a close distance, even if she didn't make extra movements, she still had a feeling that she was tightly wrapped by his breath.

And steady, but also...uneasy.

Ruan Shiyan's face flushed red from her cheeks to the back of her ears, avoiding Song Zehan's sight, feeling extremely conflicted in her heart.

This breath did have a miraculous effect of reassuring her, but... her heart couldn't stop beating in contradiction.

This strange feeling made her feel uneasy again.

Are other people's brothers and sisters like her and her brother?
Ruan Shiyan raised her chin slightly, and once again met those deep eyes.

There doesn't seem to be any emotion in it that shouldn't be there.

Alas, it seems that her nerves are too sensitive.

As for changing clothes... It is probably because someone has been pampered since childhood and is used to being served by others.

Forget it, if she comes, she will come, and it's not like she hasn't seen it.

Ruan Shiyan took a deep breath, took off his suit jacket, and threw it aside.

Then he started to unbutton his shirt one by one with his flushed little face.

But just when the penultimate one was solved, the mobile phone on the bedside table suddenly rang.

It belonged to Song Zehan.

Song Zehan glanced at it, stretched out his long arm, picked it up, and pressed the switch.

But at the moment when he was connected, as if he was tired from taking out the phone, he lazily turned towards Ruan Shiyan.

Ruan Shiyan was startled, and instinctively supported him.

Her intention was to worry that Song Zehan would fall, but Song Zehan leaned on her shoulder very naturally, resting his chin on her shoulder.

Ruan Shiyan: "???"

"Say."

"Change the day after tomorrow."

Before Song Zehan's phone call was finished, Ruan Shiyan couldn't hold it anymore, she didn't have much strength in the first place.

In order to avoid falling on the carpet with someone, Ruan Shiyan looked at the bed behind Song Zehan, raised her hands decisively, held Song Zehan's shoulders, and pushed back.

But the expected relief was replaced by a sense of loss of balance.

Ruan Shiyan only felt that her waist tightened, and she was thrown over by Song Zehan.

He fell on the bed, and she somehow fell on his chest.

Ruan Shiyan was so dizzy that she didn't think of running away, but the content on the phone changed silently.

"Ask her, have you seen enough?"

Look...is that enough?

"Not ashamed."

no... don't know...

No matter what she heard, Ruan Shiyan felt that this was wrong, and fled away as if she was electrocuted.

But before he left, someone grabbed his wrist again.

She subconsciously turned around and found that Song Zehan had also sat up.

This time without her struggling, he let go of her wrist, and quickly stuffed a bank card into her palm.

Sensing a foreign object in her palm, Ruan Shiyan looked down and saw that it was the black card in the photo.

Is this person... drunk?
"You called me here...in fact, to give me this?"

Otherwise, it couldn't really be for her to help him change clothes, right?
Song Zehan looked into her eyes and nodded his head in cooperation.

Ruan Shiyan was overjoyed, and took advantage of the victory to pursue.

"Did you put the card on the bedside table in the morning, but I didn't find it?"

This can explain his inexplicable question in WeChat.

Song Zehan clicked again.

Looking at someone who is usually cold and proud, who is sitting on the edge of the bed and nodding to her with his mobile phone, there is a trace of sleepiness and confusion in his deep eyes, it is the first time that she smells cuteness from him .

Ruan Shiyan said good night, covered her face and ran away.

Seeing the figure running away like a rabbit, Song Zehan blinked slowly, and all the laziness and drunkenness he had shown before disappeared instantly.

He hung up the phone perfunctorily, threw it aside, then tore off his shirt, and went straight into the bathroom...

(End of this chapter)