"I can come by myself, if someone is looking for you, go and answer the phone!"
Song Wenxin came to her senses, and quickly reached out and pressed the towel wrapped in ice cubes that he put on her nose.
Jiang Beihan nodded, and let go of the hand holding the towel.
Song Wenxin got up quickly, sat on the other side of the sofa, and quietly rubbed her nose.
Seeing this, Jiang Beihan raised his eyebrows amusedly.
He is a tiger? Will eat her
...
Jiang Beihan got up, strode towards the double bed in the bedroom, bent down and took the phone.
With his slender fingers, he swiped the screen of the phone, and then he put the phone to his ear.
"Boss, the things you ordered have been done, please pay attention to tomorrow's news!" The male subordinate's voice came from inside.
"Well, you did a good job." Hearing this, Jiang Beihan pursed his lips and said in a low voice.
After finishing the sentence, he hung up the call and threw the phone back on the bedside table.
When he turned around, he found that Song Wenxin's bright eyes were staring at him.
Seeing him turn around suddenly, she was startled, and quickly raised her head while continuing to compress her nose while looking at the ceiling.
Does he also like to walk around without clothes in front of the Shangguan, just wearing a towel
Thinking about it, Song Wenxin couldn't help feeling a little contemptuous!
But thinking of when he hugged her just now, her heartbeat still couldn't help but speed up...
In Jiang Beihan's heart, does her gender not matter to him
Anyway, he likes men...
"Has the blood stopped?" Jiang Beihan strode over, stopped in front of her, and asked her with a frown.
Is she serious about icing her
"It's healed, it won't bleed anymore!" Song Wenxin brought the towel and touched her nose with her hand.
The bleeding has been stopped!
"Let me see!" Jiang Beihan obviously didn't believe her words, and bent down to check her nose.
Song Wen was startled, and quickly moved away.
"It's really okay... Well, I'm sleepy, I'm going to rest first, good night!" Song Wenxin threw the towel aside, then quickly stood up from the sofa, trotted around Jiang Beihan and ran towards the double bed go.
Jiang Beihan's movements froze. He looked at his hand hanging in the air, and then curled his lips.
She is so scared, is she afraid of another nosebleed
...
Song Wenxin got into the bed and covered half of his head with the quilt.
After a while, Jiang Beihan also walked over slowly, lifted the other corner of the quilt, and lay down beside her.
"Good night." He said in a low voice.
Immediately afterwards, the bedside light was turned off.
Song Wenxin's heart tightened, she gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, tried to put herself to sleep, tried to calm down her mood, and threw away all the pictures of tonight!
But as soon as she felt Jiang Beihan's breathing behind her, she couldn't keep calm...
...
She didn't sleep well all night, and Song Wenxin woke up hazily the next day. Before she opened her eyes, she stretched out her hands habitually to spread out and stretch herself!
Hand, but touched a warm object, unable to stretch it out!
Song Wen was startled, then opened his eyes and looked in the direction of his left hand.
I saw her hand, which was pressing against a solid chest at this moment...
And Jiang Beihan was looking at her right now, "Song Wenxin, is it comfortable to touch?"