It's night.

After a long time, the room finally fell silent.

But the blushing and heart-pounding aura still permeated the air, lingering.

Song Zehan looked at the little woman in his arms who fell asleep because of exhaustion, feeling her breathing and body temperature, and had a sense of steadiness in his heart that he hadn't felt for a long time.

It seemed that he felt that hugging his arms was too tight, Ruan Shiyan frowned dissatisfiedly, snorted twice, and tried to struggle a few times.

Song Zehan watched helplessly as she tossed in his arms, although her thin lips were still slightly tense, her eyes had changed from their usual unwavering eyes, and were full of unspoken restraint and affection.

This is a side that Ruan Shiyan has never seen.

Because whenever this time comes, she is left with only sleep to recover her strength.

Song Zehan hugged him for a while before he pulled out his arm very lightly and turned around to get out of bed.

He put on a bathrobe, walked to the window with a mobile phone and a cigarette, turned his head and lit a cigarette, and sent an article to Fu Disheng.

Song Zehan: [Print a copy and send it to me tomorrow morning.] 】

Fu Disheng had just finished taking a shower and was about to go to bed, when he saw that his Han Ye had ordered a new task, he immediately cheered up.

"It's so late, it must be an important document."

But he opened WeChat a little, and before he clicked on the article, he was stunned the moment he saw the title.

"...... "Do Men Love You Enough, These Four Performances Tell You"?"

"This ...... It's not ......."

Fu Disheng was nervous, and a phone call was made.

As soon as the phone was connected, he couldn't wait to start reporting.

"Master Han, has your WeChat account been stolen? I just received a message from your account, but ......"

Song Zehan's eyebrows furrowed, and he interrupted Fu Disheng's words in a cold voice.

"Are you too tired to read clearly?"

“……”

"Or is my order not clear enough?"

Fu Disheng was stunned for a few seconds, and slapped his forehead suddenly.

It's that he didn't turn around.

If the number is really stolen, how can he ask him to print it and send it over?

"Ah...... That's what, no, no, it's clear, I'll do it! Good night Hanye, goodbye Hanye! ”

Hung up the phone in a hurry, Fu Disheng clutched his chest, and it took a while to calm down his heartbeat.

dared to question his own Han Ye.

He was really 0.001 meters away from dying on the spot.

Alas, he'd better hurry up and carry it out.

……

Ruan Shiyan woke up naturally from sleep, and after opening her eyes, she woke up, but her body was still tired and didn't want to move.

Who would have thought that her big-tailed wolf would take off the human skin mask so quickly, revealing the side that can't be fed.

Obviously, she was still discussing problems in the private room a few minutes ago, who would have thought that she would be carried upstairs to the room after a few minutes.

I knew it earlier...... She would play brother and sister role-play with him for a few more days.

"Song Zehan? Song Zehan? ”

Ruan Shiyan sat up with her body propped up, only to find that there was still a big-tailed wolf in the room?

Looking at the mess around her, she unconsciously remembered the scenes of last night in her mind.

But compared with the current Leng Qing, she inexplicably has a feeling of being scummed.

Ruan Shiyan took out her mobile phone and decisively called Song Zehan.

The phone was almost as soon as it rang, and it was quiet on the other side of the receiver.

"Song Zehan, if you're still alive and you're not ready to abandon me, just tap your finger on the earpiece."

Song Zehan: "......".

He suddenly felt that what Ruan Shiyan had forgotten was not the memories of those three years, but those messy and unreliable ideas.