"Done with everything?"
When Ran Xueyi opened the door to her room, a pair of arms pulled her towards a strong chest, holding her tightly in an embrace.
Ran Xueyi realized who it was and a smile appeared on her lips, the bored and lazy ad dull expression she had on her face since the moment she entered and left the company disappeared instantly.
"You climbed my window again, Mr. Song?" Ran Xueyi leaned back to him and took a long whiff of his natural scent.
Mint and woody scent in the winter and only unique to him made her relax.
Song Yu Han noticed the fatigue in her tone and lifted her off her feet and walked towards the bed in front of them.
He gently placed her on the bed, but after she touched the bed, Song Yu Han frowned and carried her again before sitting on the bed and letting her sit on his lap instead, turning himself a human chair on top of the bed.
