First Frost ( Requested )

Chapter 37

"No," Sang Yan smiled, "What new method of chasing people are you?"

"..."

"Is there anything like this? You make me a little bit suspicious," Sang Yan sat up straight, put his arms on the dining table, and moved closer to her. "Really sleepwalking?"

This has to be changed in normal times, Wen Yifan must be patient to explain to him. But now she is so unassuming that she can only drink porridge with her head down, and vaguely said: "That's right."

"You talk a little bit today." Sang Yan stared at her straightly, as if trying to see something, "I told you about this before, isn't it a good reason?"

Wen Yifan replied with his words without changing his face: "That's not it several times."

Sang Yan retracted his gaze: "Yes."

The topic stopped here.

Sang Yan got up and walked towards the kitchen.

After he left, Wen Yifan was sure that he did not show any flaws, and his back came loose obviously. At this moment, she still feels relaxed after being called up by the teacher to answer questions.

...

The two went out at about the same time.

After entering the elevator, Wen Yifan habitually leaned against the inner wall of the innermost elevator. Noting that Sang Yan was wearing his usual clothes again, she wanted to ask him what job he had found.

But because of what happened last night, Wen Yifan always felt uncomfortable, and he didn't even have the courage to speak to him on the initiative.

The elevator goes down.

When descending to the seventh or eighth floor, Wen Yifan suddenly noticed that Sang Yan was only pressing the negative first floor. She paused, walked two steps forward, planning to press the first floor button by herself.

Walking to Sang Yan's side, Wen Yifan's wrist was held by him as soon as he raised his hand. He moved his gaze away from the phone and looked up at her, like a victim who had just been assaulted, habitually resisting.

"What do you want to do."

"..." Wen Yifan said, "press the first floor."

Sang Yan let go of her hand: "Oh, take a few steps back."

Wen Yifan endured, "Okay."

"I'm in a good mood today, and I just want to go to Shang'an." Sang Yan let go of her hand and said compassionately, "I will give you a ride by the way."

"..."

Although there is no spine, there are free rides, and Wen Yifan does not want to squeeze the subway. She smiled and replied pretending to be grateful: "Thank you then."

When they reached the negative first floor, the two got out of the elevator and walked to the underground parking lot.

Wen Yifan took the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt. Every moment when she was close to Sang Yan, her brain reminded her of the hug last night.

So that she doesn't know how to get along with him now.

The car started.

Silent all the way.

after awhile.

Maybe it was because she felt that something was wrong with her all day, Sang Yan glanced in her direction several times. Then he asked aloud: "Uncomfortable?"

Wen Yifan lay on the window and said Wen Tun: "No."

This looks like a bad mood again.

It seems not too comfortable again.

Be quiet for a while.

Sang Yan said again: "Do you spend all your energy during sleepwalking?"

Wen Yifan: "Huh?"

Sang Yan said in a humble tone: "Aren't you very enthusiastic when I lifted my clothes last night."

With his eyes still looking at the scenery outside the window, Wen Yifan let go of his thoughts, and subconsciously replied: "How can I lift your clothes last night."

After speaking this sentence, after a long while, Wen Yifan realized with hindsight that the atmosphere in the car had become a little weird. She suddenly returned to her senses, realized what she had just said, and turned her head abruptly.

It happened to be a red light.

Sang Yan stopped the car, turned his head, and slowly met her eyes. He looked at her meaningfully for a few seconds before saying: "How do you know if it is?"