First Frost ( Requested )

Chapter 44

Sang Yan: [Oh. 】

He just returned such a word.

Instantly cold.

Wen Yifan didn't know what to reply, and moved his fingertips on the screen, and finally gave up. She put her phone aside and was about to get up and take a bath.

At this moment, the phone rang again.

She picked it up and took a look.

Sang Yan sent another voice.

The tone is lazily, the voice is slightly mute, and there is a slight fatigue in the words.

"There are 69 days left."

Wen Yifan listened to it several times and liked how he spoke to himself. Tangled for a while, she tentatively typed: [If you can, can you count down every day for me? 】

Sang Yan: [? 】

Wen Yifan gave a reason: [I'm afraid I forgot. 】

Three more voices.

Sang Yan seemed to be amused: "Where is such a thick skin."

Sang Yan: "Can you be a little sincere?"

Sang Yan: "You should always keep this in mind, instead of letting me remind you once a day, understand."

"..."

Because of his words, Wen Yifan immediately realized that her request was a bit outrageous, and changed his words: [Sorry. 】

Wen Yifan: [I will remember. 】

Putting down the phone, she thought about herself for a while.

Although Wen Yifan had determined that she wanted to pursue Sang Yan's idea, she had never done such a thing. So she didn't have a clue as to what to do and where to cut in.

If only using words to tentatively reveal his meaning gradually, Wen Yifan feels that this does not seem to be of much use. After all, Sang Yan said a lot of these things.

Perhaps it will only make him feel that he is fed up with his words, and can't help but respond in a similar way.

If you approach directly with behavior...

Wen Yifan was also afraid that Sang Yan would think she was sexually harassing.

Although I learned from Sang Yan's words, she has also done a lot of behaviors that resemble sexual harassment during sleepwalking. But when he did such a thing while awake, Wen Yifan didn't think that Sang Yan could let her go so easily.

Look at Sang Yan's attitude towards Cui Jingyu in high school.

He doesn't seem to like the passionate type.

After thinking about it for a long time, Wen Yifan still didn't think of a reason.

...

At eight o'clock the next morning, Wen Yifan woke up naturally.

As usual, she got up habitually to wash and change clothes. As she was about to leave the room, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the mirror in front of the dressing table. Wen Yifan fixed his gaze, staring at himself in the mirror.

The woman's skin is fair, her eyes are curled inward and outward, and her lips are red like rouge. The face is facing the sky, and no powder is applied. His hair was tied into a ponytail, and he was wearing a simple sports jacket and slim trousers.

He looks casual, but he looks coquettish and sharp.

Wen Yifan sat in front of the dressing table silently and put on a simple makeup. Seeing the perfume put aside last night, she picked it up, hesitated, and sprayed it behind her ears and wrists.