I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 293 Make sure to be in the office.
Song Yan's eyes narrowed on Su Shao who just came out of the bathroom.

The white gown was indeed a bit loose on her body, which covered up her pretty figure a bit, but it also made her look even more seductive.

The gown had a deep v-neck, which couldn't completely cover the curve of the chest.

Long black curly hair was lazily tied into a ball head, a few strands drooped slightly, falling on the white and clean collarbone, and the slightly longer ones slid in along the neckline.

Because I just took a shower, my skin is not only white, but also slightly pink, as soft as peony petals.

The white coat just reached the position of Su Shao's knees, and a section of slender calf was exposed.

"Where's the shirt I gave you?" After saying this, even Song Yan didn't expect his voice to be so hoarse and deep.

When Su Shao heard it, she was very eager.

"I just took a shower, so I didn't wear it because it was too hot." She stretched her legs, pulled away the chair opposite Song Yan and sat down.

"Go and put it on." Song Yan said again.

Su Shao didn't pay much attention to Song Yan's reaction at first, but when he heard his voice was not very steady, he looked up at him carefully.

There was a tinge of red on his stern face.

It seems that just now, when she came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, Song Yan never looked at her again.

This is? ?
Have a reaction? ?
Su Shao suppressed the ecstasy in her heart, she leaned forward slightly, supported her chin with one hand, and put the other lazily on the table.

"elder brother."

she called him.

It's so soft that it looks like a kitten.

Song Yan lowered his head, his gaze was still fixed on the illness booklet in his hand, "Yes."

He responded quietly to her.

"Brother?" Su Shao squinted her eyes and smiled, and leaned more towards him, under the deep V neckline, she could see a circle of pure black lace.

Song Yan raised his head, there was no trace of panic on his cold face, but his eyes were gloomy.

He didn't speak, just looked at Su Shao's face, his Adam's apple rolled down, making the rice-grain-sized black mole next to his Adam's apple very attractive.

"Are you about to lose your grip?" Su Shao asked with a smile.

She felt that Song Yan must be surging with anger and blood at this moment, and she wished she could get her on the table and do it.

As soon as Su Shao thought that Song Yan couldn't take it anymore, she couldn't stand it anymore, Su Shao felt happy in her heart, and her eyes became wilder.

Song Yan tensed his jaw, looking at Su Shao's charming face, he was indeed breathing a little hot.

The knuckles of the fingers pinched on the paper gradually turned white due to too much force.

He looked at the ridiculously delicate and charming face in front of him, and his eyes fell to the neck.

Song Yan stood up propped up, slightly bent at the waist, with his head hanging between Su Shao's neck.

The cool breath sprayed on the white and clean neck.

Su Shao felt like getting an electric shock and dared not move.

Finished!

Why does she feel now, it seems that she is the one who can't control herself?
"Brother." Su Shao yelled, Song Yan ignored her, she continued to yell, her voice was a little floaty, "Song Yan, uh."

As soon as the word "Song Yan" was uttered, Su Shao's neck could clearly feel the rough frosted grains of the fingertips, which made people tremble and excited.

and many more!

Song Yan is sure to be in the office
Would it be too hasty?
And, she doesn't seem ready yet!
"You don't have to be so impatient." Su Shao's voice trembled a little, "At least you must prepare safety measures first. I will go to your house at night? Or will you come to my house?"

The rubbing on the neck didn't stop, but became stronger and stronger.

For some reason, Su Shao felt a little pain.

But this little pain is really nothing compared to the current exciting situation!
"Song Songyan." Feeling the man's head buried down, Su Shao trembled and couldn't speak.

Is the plot wrong?
Shouldn't he be teased by himself?
"Does it hurt?" Song Yan poked a spot on Su Shao's neck.

"Hiss—" Su Shao shrank her shoulders, "It hurts!"

"It should have been scratched by a nail just now and needs to be disinfected." After speaking, Song Yan stood up and walked to the medicine storage cabinet beside him, looking calm and perverted.

The second after he got up and left, Su Shao really wanted to slam his head on the leg of the desk.

People's fart ideas are useless, what was she thinking about just now?

(End of this chapter)