I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 472 I want to be kissed by me!
Maybe it was because of a small rubber band on his wrist, or because of the warmth from Su Shao's actions just now, Song Yan felt that the depression in his heart was not so strong.

When he met Fu Zheng just now, he instinctively wanted to escape and was afraid of facing Fu Zheng's questioning.

He wanted to explain what happened ten years ago, but even if he had a thousand mouths all over his body, he couldn't get the explanation out of his mouth.

Fortunately, he still has her.

The car was very stable and drove all the way back to University A.

When Su Shao opened her eyes, she found in a daze that the car was parked behind her dormitory, and she fell asleep in Song Yan's car?
"Why didn't you wake me up?"

Song Yan turned his head.

The little girl was sleepy, and looked at him softly with charm.

It seems quite aggrieved.

"You're already snoring." Song Yan reached out and wiped off the moisture from the corner of Su Shao's lips, "If I wake you up, won't it look very inhumane?"

Su Shao quickly rubbed her lips with the back of her hand, her face turned red, "Aren't you in a hurry to go back to the hospital?"

"Well, someone is on duty for me. It's okay to be late."

"Ah! That's right!" Su Shao suddenly thought of something, and approached Song Yan to share it enthusiastically, "There will be a basketball game in our school next month, and I invite you to watch it then."

"Can outsiders go in and see?" Song Yan questioned.

"Theoretically, it's not allowed!" Su Shao narrowed his eyes and smiled, his slender eye ends raised upwards, looking quite proud, "But I can bring people in! I'm the host and anchor of the competition that day."

Song Yan laughed and rubbed her head, but he didn't give a definite answer, "Okay, I'll go and see it if I have time that day."

Su Shao, "Actually, I didn't want to call you."

"how?"

"It's okay to host other things, but I don't know much about basketball, so I don't know how to explain." As he spoke, Su Shao scratched his hair, and handed a hair or two that fell out of his hand to Song Yan to complain , "Look, I'm losing my hair. Maybe when I play games, I'll be your bald little baby."

"Then I'm going to prepare a wig for you in advance? Or, help you contact the hair transplant doctor?" Song Yan's voice was flat, but there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

Su Shao was dissatisfied, and bit his lips, "Brother, why are you making such jokes now?"

"Basketball is not as complicated as you think." Song Yan leaned closer and slowly approached Su Shao. Can't figure it out.

Song Yan in front of him is like a ferocious beast that hides by day and comes out at night, waiting for an opportunity.

And Su Shao felt that she was his prey
Facing his approach, she couldn't help shrinking and leaning back.

"There is only one ball on the field. Whoever gets the ball, you need to stare at him to see through his attempts and premeditations." Song Yan was still approaching, "Use your logic to figure out what he will do next."

"For example now." Su Shao's entire back was pressed against the window. She was very passive, but her strong desire to fight back was also dizzy in her heart. "See clearly the attacking side's intentions, and then consider the defensive side's countermeasures."

Song Yan raised his eyebrows, the admiration on his face was undisguised.

His girl is very smart.

"You can see, what am I going to do now?" Song Yan asked, his cool breath spraying on Su Shao's soft and charming face.

"You want." She smiled and hooked his neck, her eyes lingering softly on him, "I want to be kissed by me!"

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, and then the smell of alcohol poured into his breath, chest, and heart.

He felt a little drunk.
The little girl is too good at torturing him!

Far away in the dark, with a click, the black camera took a picture of two people kissing passionately in the car.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Shao broke free from Song Yanquan's arms while panting.

Panting, she complained, "I can't do it, I have to wash my underwear again when I go back to the dormitory."

(End of this chapter)