The two of them had a plane at 4:00 pm, and the plane landed in Lincheng at 6:15.

Yang Tongguang had already sent a driver to pick them up. Chen Chu and Fu Yan got off the plane and walked directly outside the airport.

It was already seven o'clock when I returned to the city. Fortunately, Secretary Yang was careful and had already booked dinner for them. After dinner, it was already eight half past when I returned to the apartment.

As soon as Chen Chu came out of the bathroom, he saw Fu Yan looking at his cell phone on the sofa.

She raised her eyebrows, raised her legs and sat down beside him.

As soon as she sat down, her eyes swept to the "calendar" on the screen of the mobile phone. Chen Chu thought of what Fu Yan said in the car, and her heart suddenly became beating faster.

Fu Yan, who was beside him, looked at her, reached out and took her into her arms, and took her cell phone in front of her: "Baby, which day do you think these days are better?"

He pointed out that it was a few "good days" in January next year.

Chen Chu looked at him and smiled: "Are you crazy? We're engaged on December 31st, so do you want to hold a wedding in January?"

Fu Yan looked at her and said seriously: "I'm really anxious. What about February?"

She finally couldn't help it, raised her hand and snatched his cell phone, and turned it to June after: "In June, you can choose."

Fu Yan was obviously dissatisfied, and he frowned: "June is too long for baby."

"After half a year, others won't think we're too anxious."

"It's three months after getting engaged and getting married, and there are also many people."

Fu Yan turned the calendar forward again and finally stopped on March 28th: ​​"This day is good for marriage, it's a good day."

“It’s too early.”

Chen Chu shook his head, took his cell phone and flipped it back.

"May 5th, is your birthday good?"

Finally, Fu Yan took away the cell phone in her hand and placed it on the desktop beside her.

Chen Chu looked up at him and pursed his lips slightly: "Is this a good day?"

It’s not that she is superstitious, but that Liang Shumin and Shen Jinsheng’s older generation like to pay attention to whether they are good or not.

“It’s a good day.”

She was born on this day, why isn't it a good day?

Chen Chu pursed his lips, thinking that May 5th was not too early, "Then let's go today."

As she said that, she realized that she was pressed under him at some point.

Chen Chu raised his hand and pushed him: "It's almost nine o'clock, I'm going to take a shower."

I went to bed so late last night. Although I had just slept on the plane for more than an hour, Chen Chu still felt sleepy.

As soon as she finished speaking, she yawned.

Fu Yan pulled his hand out from under her waist, "Wait."

As he said that, he got up and went into the kitchen.

Soon, Chen Chu smelled the familiar smell of brown sugar ginger.

Five minutes later, Fu Yan came out with the hot brown sugar ginger and said, "Drink this first."

Chen Chu took the cup: "Okay."

“Be careful of hot.”

Instead of handing her, he put it on the tableside, sat aside with a spoon and stirred.

Chen Chu leaned over and looked at him with his chin, and suddenly thought of something: "Fu Yan, do you like your son or your daughter?"

Hearing her words, Fu Yan looked up at her: "Where are you?"

Chen Chu raised his eyebrows: "I'll ask you this question first."

He lowered his head and looked at the dark brown sugar ginger water: "Son and daughters all like it."

Chen Chu was not satisfied with his answer and tweeted: "Would you be too perfunctory about this answer?"

He smiled, "How would you answer?"

Chen Chu thought about it and found that he really couldn't answer this question well.
Chapter completed!