Paranoid cold master's treasure

Chapter 35
Recalling what happened in the bedroom last night, Ruan Shiyan gulped while clutching her phone.

Although she was still hesitating whether to talk to Song Zehan just now, but when she saw his order, she was inexplicably a little timid.

But it was impossible for her not to refuse the opportunity that came to her door, so she finally bit the bullet and came to Song Zehan's bedroom.

The bedroom door was ajar, Ruan Shiyan knocked symbolically twice.

"Brother, I'm in."

Knowing that Song Zehan would not return her, Ruan Shiyan walked in directly.

Anyway, she has seen the bath towels and bathrobes, so what is there to be embarrassed about?

But she even imagined the most embarrassing scene, but she didn't expect that the person she wanted to have a good talk with was wearing formal clothes and reclined on the bed.

There was still a faint smell of alcohol in the air.

Drank too much?
Ruan Shiyan walked to the bed and was about to speak when the scene in front of her gave her heart a hard blow.

The well-tailored shirt and suit make the man more slender and taller. Even if he is drunk and lying on the bed, his face is expressionless, he still looks cold and fierce, but he still exudes a heroic feeling.
With just one glance, people can no longer ignore it.

No, Ruan Shiyan, what are you crazy about at night?
Ruan Shiyan blinked, regained her senses, and coughed lightly.

"Cough—brother, you are looking for me."

Song Zehan lazily raised his eyelids, glanced at Ruan Shiyan, and raised his finger to the chandelier in the room.

Ruan Shiyan was stunned for a second before she understood what he meant, and immediately dimmed the lights.

"Brother, this time..."

After she finished adjusting the lights, she subconsciously looked at Song Zehan again, but just in time to see him lift his chin slightly, slowly lift his knuckle fingers, and loosen his tie.

From her point of view, every movement of his, from fingers to rolled Adam's apple, exudes an indescribable ambiguity.

Ruan Shiyan's face was slightly hot, and she suddenly felt that it was a very big mistake to come to her brother's room late at night.

Her brother is so handsome, if she sees him too much, she will definitely not find a boyfriend in the future.

But just as she was about to turn around and leave for the happiness of the rest of her life, Song Zehan suddenly sat up.

Ruan Shiyan was taken aback, but when she met those deep eyes, she couldn't be scared at all.

"Brother, you... Did you drink too much? Is there any discomfort? Why don't you get up and change your clothes first, and I'll pour you a glass of honey water, okay?"

Song Zehan just stared at her for a moment without responding, as if what she just said was just empty air.

Ruan Shiyan frowned helplessly, and was about to pretend that Song Zehan had acquiesced, but the moment she turned around, he grabbed his wrist and pulled him in front of him.

Although Song Zehan was sitting and Ruan Shiyan was standing, the difference in height and the height of the bed made her a little taller than Song Zehan.

Before Ruan Shiyan could react, the hot breath mixed with the smell of alcohol sprayed on her face, along with the faint smell of ambergris on his body.

Mixing the two, she didn't find it unpleasant.

But... this is too close!

The wine madness didn't play like that!

Ruan Shiyan's brain was still awake, and she immediately retracted her wrist tightly held by him.

Song Zehan didn't make things difficult for her, but at the moment she successfully pulled his hand, he stood up from the bed and stood in front of her.

Then he opened his arms and looked at Ruan Shiyan as it should be.

At that moment, only four characters appeared in Ruan Shiyan's mind.

——Give me a change of clothes.

(End of this chapter)