Chapter 61: Intentional Evasion

Song Ivan took the lead in entering the elevator, and then Vera walked in with Su Huan, I don't know if Vera was intentional or unintentional, she pushed Su Huan down slightly, so at this time Su Huan was already standing on Song Ivan's right hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Su Huan looked at Song Yifan next to him with his eyelashes lowered and did not speak, his black deep pupils were blocked by his long eyelashes, and he couldn't see his emotions.

It's just that Su Huan still feels that Song Yifan's overall dangerous aura makes her feel that the boss doesn't seem to want her to be by her side.

At this time, a few more people suddenly came in, and Vera, in order to avoid being recognized, took two steps forward to block in front of her and Song Yifan, just like Obsidian.

So the picture became that she and Song Ivan were standing together, while Obsidian and Vera were standing in front, and An Qian was also separated from several people.

Su Huan looked at the boss's cold face, guessing her thoughts, and couldn't help but want to move to the side, who knew that she had just made a move, and suddenly found that a big hand suddenly held her hand.

Su Huan lowered his head in surprise, only to see that Song Yifan's broad palm firmly held Su Huan's hand at this time, and the warm breath in the palm came over, dense and warm.

She raised her head and saw that Song Ivan's dark eyes were still looking straight ahead, her gaze did not deviate in the slightest, but her hand was firmly holding her hand.

Su Huan came back to his senses, looked at the boss in a little panic, and looked to the side, no one noticed that when the layers of lights flashed and prompted that they were about to arrive in the room, Su Huan was almost panicked.

What's going on? She tried to break free, and found that Song Yifan's hand suddenly held harder.

This... What the hell was he trying to do, why did he hold her hand and not let go? It's almost here, and he won't let it go? What should I do after the elevator opens, do you want Vera, Obsidian and An Qian to see them all?

Thinking of this, Su Huan was uneasy and really wanted to dig a hole in the ground and get into it.

The elevator stopped, and Su Huan's heart jumped to his throat. She was sweating and wanted to break free again, but Song Yifan's palm was still holding harder, without the slightest appearance of letting go.

Su Huan almost wanted to cry, and she was even a little angry and tried to suppress the lowest voice to speak: "Boss! ā€

Song Yifan finally looked down at her with rare kindness, saw her panic, and... Anger in the eyes!

She's angry??

It's good, it's finally a little expression, at least not the cold, rejecting appearance of the airport. Song Yifan laughed a little self-deprecatingly, and he even used a childish time, just to see her anxious.

The elevator stared at the door, Su Huan looked up at Song Ivan in annoyance, the corners of Song Ivan's lips hooked up a smile, finally... He let go of his hand compassionately.

After letting go, Su Huan felt as if he had been electrified, and immediately jumped away, eighteen zhang away from Song Yifan.

Vera watched Su Huan suddenly pull her luggage and run to her side, and couldn't help but look at her in wonder: "What's wrong with you?" ā€

Su Huan lowered his head, coughed embarrassedly, and then said, "No, it's nothing." ā€

On the top floor of the hotel, An Qianye was sent to the corresponding presidential suite, and then Song Ivan was sent to the next room.

Put the boss's luggage away, Su Huan hurriedly jumped to the door like a nimble rabbit.

Song Yifan leaned on the wall of the hotel, his dark eyes locked on Su Huan the whole time.

Vera looked at Song Yifan, then coughed, and said with a smile: "Su Huan, if you don't stay for a while, the boss seems to have something to explain to you." ā€

Su Huan hurriedly retreated several meters as if he had been struck by lightning, and lied while slurching: "I... I've got something to do, too. ā€

Then Su Huan ran away directly by himself regardless of it.

Vera sighed and looked at Song Ivan: "I've done my best..."

Song Ivan snorted coldly, stopped speaking, and walked directly into the room.

Vera smiled, and then thoughtfully helped Song Ivan close the door. Then he looked at Obsidian standing aside with a thoughtful expression.

Vera said indifferently: "This kind of Song Yifan, it's very rare, right, it's okay, you will get used to it more and more in the future." ā€