He Is Warmer Than Time

Song Xuan frowned: "Then I will go back by myself."

Yang Haitao stretched out his hand to hold her again: "It's too late, there is no car."

Song Xuan glanced at him: "So what?"

"So you go to sleep here, in the lounge."

Song Xuan gave him a sideways look: "No, I'll walk back."

Yang Haitao hurriedly tightened her: "You sleep here, don't you worry about me? I sleep downstairs, and I won't do anything to you."

Song Xuan looked around. There were only a few chairs in the hall downstairs, not even a sofa. How would he sleep?

Yang Haitao looked at her nervously: "Go up there. There is hot water in the small kitchen. You can wash it before going to bed."

Song Xuan glanced at her watch again. It was already past nine o'clock. There was indeed no car. It was unrealistic to walk back. There was no other way but to stay here and sleep.

She slowly climbed up the stairs and reached the second floor. Looking back, Yang Haitao took a few large pieces of cardboard from the storage room and laid them on the ground.

Song Xuan leaned on the railing and asked, "Do you sleep on cardboard at night?"

Yang Haitao looked up at her with a big smile: "Yes, just sleep on cardboard."

Song Xuan was a little moved, did not say anything, turned around and went into the lounge, took the quilt from the cabinet, went downstairs, and handed it to Yang Haitao: "This is for you."

Yang Haitao was flattered, and hurriedly reached out to pick it up: "You... are you afraid that I will be frozen?"

Song Xuan snorted: "I'm afraid you will delay the operation of the company."

After all, the company has been very busy recently. He is the boss, and of course he cannot do without him.

Yang Haitao smiled and nodded: "Well, well, what you say is what you say."

Song Xuan quickly turned upstairs, really couldn't bear the look in his eyes.

Yang Haitao spread the quilt on the cardboard, then turned off the lights in the hall, got into the quilt in the dark, couldn't help but want to laugh.

What does Song Xuan's willingness to stay represent?

It means that she is not afraid of him, that she is not guarding him, and that she may have him more or less in her heart.

How can he be unhappy?

He almost woke up with a smile in his dreams.

Song Xuan took a lot of work, came out of the toilet, and saw the darkness downstairs, his figure was vaguely visible, and he could also vaguely hear his occasional laughter.

Then shook his head, what a fool.

Turning around, she went into the lounge, closed the door, and then bolted again, walked to the bed, turned to look at the bolt, thought for a while, walked over, and pulled the bolt away.

Then turn off the lights and go to bed.

Song Xuan is a person who recognizes the bed. After changing the environment and changing the bed, she can't sleep a little.

She grabbed the quilt, leaned close to the end of her nose, and sniffed. Yang Haitao used to spray perfume. The pungent smell all over her body. At this moment, the quilt was only stained with a faint soapy smell, which was refreshing and good-smelling.

The throbbing in Song Xuan's heart became stronger. She liked the taste, so she unconsciously held the quilt tightly.

But she couldn't fall asleep, until two o'clock, she still stared.

Huh, she sighed, then got up, opened the door lightly, walked to the railing, and put her hands on the railing, looking at the people in the dark.

Underneath Yang Haitao slept very well, all talking in sleep...

Shouted vaguely: "Song Xuan..."

Song Xuan was startled, but listened to him continue: "Don't...don't be angry, I know this question, I really know..."

Song Xuan couldn't laugh or cry...

Yang Haitao immediately read a vague piece of English. Song Xuan shook her head. In the darkness, a smile bloomed: "What a fool."