Sir, don't be too bad

Just after finishing the chanting, a tall figure enveloped him, accompanied by a clear voice: "What's wrong with you?"

The man's clear and magnetic voice reached the eardrums, and Yan Xiao's heart skipped a beat, as if the blood flow in his whole body accelerated.

"Are you drunk?" Seeing that she was silent, Yu Han was a little worried, and stretched out his hand to turn her body around.

"No." Yan Xiao spat out two words weakly.

The body seemed to be getting hotter, and even the head began to feel a little dizzy.

"Why are you so red without a face?" Yu Han frowned, carefully looking at the little woman in front of him.

The woman's fair complexion was stained with a little bit of crimson, her dark eyes were moist and blurred, and her bright red lips were slightly raised, with a somewhat seductive beauty.

Yu Han's heart twitched slightly, and his eyes darkened instantly.

In the past, if Yu Han cared so much about her, Yan Xiao would definitely be in a great mood.

But at this moment, his touch aggravated the unknown pain in her body.

"Don't touch me." Yan Xiao reached out to push him, but she staggered.

"You're drunk, I'll take you back." Looking at her, Yu Han frowned even tighter, and couldn't help but break up and grab her to leave.

"I'm not drunk!" Yan Xiao said with a frown.

It's just her protesting voice, but when she said it, it was a bit coquettish and coquettish for no reason.

Yu Han reached out and stroked her forehead: "So it's a fever?"

It must be a fever, otherwise why would you talk to him in such a coquettish tone?

Since returning from Paris, she suddenly seemed a different person.

Becoming detached and polite, she has really become like the other co-workers, not the fan girl she used to be.

Yu Han put his hand on Yan Xiao's forehead, and Yan Xiao suddenly felt that the hotness in his heart seemed to be temporarily suppressed.

Yan Xiao stretched out his hand uncontrollably, and took Yu Han's hand.

"Your hand is so cold, it feels so comfortable to touch." Yan Xiao muttered to herself, looking at Yu Han with blurred eyes.

Yu Han narrowed his eyes.

Some pictures flashed in his mind, and Yu Han suddenly understood.

However, before he could speak, Yan Xiao had already posted it.

"Well, it's cool and comfortable."

Rubbing her head against Yu Han's chest, Yan Xiao dazed her eyes with intoxication, reached out and touched the man's chest indiscriminately.

"You..." Yu Han froze.

Her sudden approach and movement made his mind a little disturbed.

"I'm so uncomfortable." Yan smiled.

Being close to Yu Han soothed her inner irritability, but after the brief comfort, she wanted more.

Yu Han looked down at her.

Seeing her like this, he could already be sure that she was in love-drug or something.

His breath sprayed on Yan Xiao's forehead, Yan Xiao suddenly knew what he wanted.

Without hesitation, she stood on tiptoe and kissed Yu Han's thin lips.

Her lips were hot and soft, as sweet as in memory.

Yan Xiao kissed indiscriminately, sticking out the tip of her tongue to lick Yu Han's lips in a haphazard way, like a puppy licking water.

Yu Han was suddenly a little emotional, but he was struggling inside.

"Yu Han, I like you, I..." With the spread of the medicine, Yan Xiao's rationality was a little lost, and he could only speak according to his own will.

I like you.

The soft four words made Yu Han lose his mind. He stretched out his hand to hold Yan Xiao's burning head, and he responded to the little woman's teasing without hesitation.