Chapter 51

As soon as the embarrassment passed, Wen Yifan's mood adjusted quickly. She didn't feel that there was anything that she couldn't mention. She was more calm. She nodded her head and said in agreement, "yes."

Sang Yan looked at her.

"I said it."

“……”

The hotel is open on a street which is a little off side. There are not many shops around. But there is a breakfast shop just across the street. Now there are many people in the shop, mostly living in the neighborhood.

They ordered breakfast at will and left after eating.

The car was parked near the hotel, about 50 meters away.

Qian Weihua is getting older. His body can't bear the rush and stay up all night. These days has been backache, extremely lack of rest.

Mu Chengyun hasn't got his driver's license yet. So last night they agreed to let Wen Yifan drive today.

It's a total of three hours' drive. It's not too far. Along the way, the other two were mostly resting, only sang Yan, the co driver, would occasionally say a few words to her.

After arriving at Nanwu, Wen Yifan first sent sang Yan to the gate of the community, and then drove the car back to Taili.

Drive the car to the parking lot, and Wen Yifan gets out of the car. The three men took the equipment out of the car and walked in the direction of the building. Qian Weihua was walking alone in front of him. He didn't know who he was calling.

It's like holding on all the way. Not long after that, Mu Chengyun suddenly called her.

"Sister Ivan."

Wen Yifan side head: "what's the matter?"

Mu Chengyun was silent for a few seconds, but he didn't want to believe it.

"Are you with Mr. sang?"

Because let mulberry delay rub car, Wen Yifan also not very good meaning before, say two people's relationship directly. I'm afraid it will give people a feeling that she has no distinction between public and private, and is more like falling in love than working.

But if you think about it carefully, besides taking sang Yan on the way back, Wen Yifan didn't seem to delay anything on this business trip.

Feel at this time there is no reason to hide, Wen Yifan nodded: "well."

Mu Chengyun was quiet for a while, and soon said with a smile, "this is it."

Previously, according to Su Tian's words and Mu Chengyun's behavior, Wen Yifan also saw his mind. But they didn't touch much at ordinary times, and he didn't mention it directly, so she didn't pay much attention to it.

Wen Yifan was relieved.

I think it's good for each other to say this at this time.

Back to the office.

Wen Yifan said hello to others, and then began to read materials and write manuscripts. She just wants to finish the finishing work as soon as possible, end the overtime work that lasted for half a month, and return home to have a rest.

Just before work, Wen Yifan received sang Yan's wechat and asked her when she would get off work. She looked at the time and returned to the approximate time. 】

Wen Yifan: [what's the matter? 】

the next moment.

Sang Yan made a voice, which came slowly.

"I'll tell you something."

Three seconds later, another one.

"Your partner is coming to pick you up."

After finishing the rest of the work, Wen Yifan packed up and left the company. At a glance, she saw that sang Yan's car was parked nearby. She walked quickly to the other side and went directly to the co driver's seat.

Sang Yan changed his clothes and looked as if he had gone home to have a rest in the afternoon. At this time, he felt much better.

Do not know why he came, Wen Yifan asked: "where are we going now?"

"Go home." Sang Yan looked at her for a moment.

Wen Yifan looked back at him: "what's the matter?"

There was another moment of silence.

Sang Yan didn't speak. He suddenly loosened his seat belt and came to help her fasten it. His face drew close in an instant, and the distance was close. After tying it, he didn't go back immediately, so he finished speaking with this distance.

"You still owe me a present."

The distance can be felt even by each other's breath.

Wen Yifan held his breath subconsciously: "didn't you say you had received it?"

Sang Yan raised her eyebrows.

Wen Yifan blinked: "I'll save this gift for you next year."

"I was just trying to look after your face and speak better." Sang Yan's eyebrows were frivolous and his tone was long and slow. "But who is the one who receives the gift, don't you know?"

"I think," Wen Yifan thought, inexplicably a little want to laugh, "let's half."

“……”

"On, after the kiss," said, Wen Yifan also a little embarrassed. But she was still very serious about yesterday's situation, "you seem to be very happy."

Sang Yan glanced at her, but did not continue to refute. His eyes glided, fixed on her lips. Then he sat straight back and started the car: "OK."

"Well?"

Sonyan was very calm: "I admit it."

……It's a little late to go home and cook dinner at this time.

When he passed a restaurant near his home, sang Yan stopped his car and went in to buy dinner. Then they went home.

She didn't go home for half a month. It seems that there is no difference between the house and before she left. The things are still in place, and they are all neat. Wen Yifan just wants to go to bed after eating. As soon as he sits down and plans to eat, sang Yan pulls her up.

Wen Yifan looked at him blankly.

Sang Yan reminds: "did you forget something?"

“……”

Wen Yifan immediately remembered, got up and went to the room: "you wait for me for a while."

Entering the room, Wen Yifan opens the wardrobe and takes down the bag she put on the top. She looked in, a little worried, and didn't know if he would like it.

Wen Yifan went back to the table and handed him the bag.

Sang Yan took it over and glanced in at random: "clothes?"

Wen Yifan nodded: "coat."

Sang Yan dropped his eyes and took it out to see.

It's a long coat in pure camel color.

Maybe he didn't wear this color. Sang Yan looked at it for a while and asked, "how can I buy this color?"

Wen Yifan observed his expression: "I think it's quite suitable for you."

Soon, she added, "and I didn't see you wearing this color."

Although he seems to prefer to wear black.

But Wen Yifan still wants to see it occasionally. He wears clothes of other colors.

Wen Yifan didn't know whether he could buy this gift or not. He felt a little uneasy: "if you don't like it, or I'll change it for you?"

Sang Yanxiao: "when did I say I didn't like it?"

“……”

"I've received a lot of gifts this year, on the level of satisfaction." Sang Yan deliberately stopped for a long time, just like a serious comment, "this is the second row."

Wen Yifan made a sound and asked, "what's the first one?"

"First?" Sang Yan didn't say, "I received it yesterday."

“……”

Yesterday?

Yesterday was sang Yan's birthday. He should have received a lot of things.

She gave a cake.

They are also yesterday's relationship.

Also, according to Sang Yan's statement, that lip kiss should also count.

Wen Yifan is not sure whether it has anything to do with her, but he wants to know the answer, so he has to ask again: "what is it?"

Sang Yan asked her to guess, "what do you think?"

Wen Yifan didn't know what other gifts he had received. Thinking that other people's gifts were precious, he rashly claimed the first prize. She reached for the bag in front of her and said, "let me guess first."

But she had less than half a minute to speculate.

Suddenly, Wen Yifan's strength on his head was heavy. She subconsciously raised her eyes and saw that sang Yan put his hand on her head and rubbed her head again.

Not as gentle as a normal person.

Soon, sang Yan's movement stopped, and the corners of his lips rose.

"Thank you."

His hand is still on Wen Yifan's head.

Wen Yifan didn't move. He ran into his dark eyes and didn't understand: "thank you for what?"

Sang Yanxiao: "gift."

Wen Yifan's eyes moved down and fixed the frame on his coat.

"And don't guess." Sang Yanshou replied, "the first is you."

……

After dinner, Wen Yifan went back to his room.

After completing a series of bedtime procedures, Wen Yifan returns to bed, thinking about what sang Yan just said, the door is suddenly knocked. She sat up in a daze.

She didn't know what sang Yan was going to do at this point. She immediately got up and opened the door.

Sang Yan stood outside the door, watching that he had just finished taking a bath. Wearing casual clothes, the hair is half wet, soft to the ear side, a little fluffy. Seeing that she opened the door, he turned his head, as if looking behind her ears.

The next moment, sang Yan frowned and pulled her wrist directly to his arms.

Along with this strength, Wen Yifan's body leans forward and his forehead hits his chest.

"What's the matter?" she said blankly

Sang Yan's other hand was against her back neck, and there was no more action. Then he tilted his head slightly, looked down at the position behind her ear, and stopped for a long time. It's like watching something.

Wen Yifan instantly understood.

This distance is close to, plus he just took a bath, the sandalwood on his body is very rich. Wen Yifan felt that his eyes were shaped, and the places he touched were a little hot.

Wen Yifan wanted to step back, but he fixed him and couldn't move.

Sang Yan said faintly: "did you apply the medicine?"

"No Wen Yifan licked his lips and explained, "it's scabby. Don't apply it.""It's touching the water." Sang Yansong hands, tone a little uncomfortable, "you didn't see it at all."

“……”

Sang Yan went out and dropped a sentence: "come out and apply the medicine."

Wen Yifan subconsciously touched his ear, and then he realized that it was really a little stingy and swollen. She didn't pay much attention to this little injury and kept up with Sang Yan.

Taking out the medicine from the TV cabinet, sang Yan raised his chin to the sofa: "sit there."

Wen Yifan didn't think it was a big deal: "the injury will be cured naturally."

Sang Yan ignored her words, came back and sat down beside her, and approached her without expression. He picked up the cotton ball, as if to help her wipe off the water on the surface of the wound

the atmosphere was a little dignified.

In this case, let Wen Yifan remember the scene when she applied the medicine to him.

I always feel that I have to do something to ease the atmosphere.

Yu Guang sees that sang Yan is about to touch her. Wen Yifan thinks about it and suddenly dodges back.

Look at each other with four eyes.

Wen Yifan choked out a word: "pain."

“……”

The congealed image was broken in this instant.

Sang Yan said with a smile: "where are you touching porcelain?"

Wen Yifan wanted to say that these moves were all learned from him, but he decided to save him some face. She leaned back again and said casually: "after scab, I didn't care much. I thought it was almost good."

It's a hint that he's not going to be stiff any more.

Sang Yan did not respond to this: "you always get hurt in this job?"

"Ah?" Wen Yifan thought, "it's not."

“……”

"Once in a while, I don't know when I rowed this time," Wen said with a smile. "And I didn't find out immediately. I didn't know until my colleagues told me. It doesn't hurt very much

Sang Yan disinfected her with Iodophor. She looked like a devil, but her movements were light.

"It doesn't hurt?"

Somehow, hearing this, Wen Yifan stopped his voice and swallowed the words of denial back to his mouth. She stares at sang Yan's side face and subconsciously answers truthfully: "it's a little painful."

Sang Yan's strength seemed to be lightened: "does it hurt now?"

Wen Yifan: "OK."

After treatment, sang Yan threw the cotton swab into the dustbin: "don't touch the water when you take a bath tomorrow."

"Good."

Sang Yan began to pack up and said, "go to bed."

Wen Yifan made a sound and stood up to walk in the direction of the room. But soon, she looked back at sang Yan, who was still sitting on the sofa, and said, "will you help me apply the medicine tomorrow?"

“……”

As if she had never thought that she would take the initiative to say this, sang Yan's action stopped. He also looked at her for a long time, and then he took his eyes back.

"Come to me after the shower."