As the Chinese New Year approaches, things in the company finally come to an end. Xun Lang, who has been busy for more than half a month, finally finds time to get up early for a morning run. He wears a black training suit and puts on gloves while going downstairs.
Recently, he was staying in Xishan. Uncle Qiu had already become accustomed to Xun Lang's routine. He lowered his hand and asked him: "How about we wait for you to have breakfast when you come back from running?"
"Um."
Xun Lang walked to the door and changed into a pair of black jogging shoes.
At six o'clock in the morning, the sky was gloomy outside. Uncle Qiu walked people to the door and sighed, "It looks like it's going to snow today."
The door opened, and the biting mountain wind came in. The bleak smell was accompanied by an overwhelming coldness, which made people tremble, but this could not stop Xun Lang's training plan.
He took a deep breath, did some simple warm-up exercises at the door, and told Uncle Qiu: "I will go to Paris to celebrate the New Year in a few days. You have prepared the arrangements for Shao'ang and the elders."
"Everything is ready." Uncle Qiu smiled. He had served in the Zhai Mansion for more than 20 years. He was already familiar with how his family lived, how to entertain guests, and how to celebrate the New Year.
"Young Master, don't worry when you go to Paris. I'll take care of your family affairs, so you don't have to worry."
Xun Lang nodded, raised his wrist to check the time on his sports watch, swung his arms back and forth, started trotting, and was submerged in the thick fog in the mountains in the blink of an eye.
Qiu Bo breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Xun Lang's back: "I guess that person's heart has already flown to Paris right now..."
Tang Yili won't graduate until next year, so according to the plan, Xun Lang will go to Paris to find her during the Chinese New Year this year.
The air tickets have been purchased and we will leave the day after tomorrow.
I just don’t know how the ticket booking information was leaked. Everyone in the Ji family knew about Xun Lang’s flight plan, so everyone has been thinking about being a family member lately, intentionally or unintentionally.
Xun Lang pretended not to hear.
Just once, he overheard Shao'ang complaining to his servants, saying that dad went to find Ah Li without me. Xun Lang walked over and gave his son a sharp look.
From then on, there was some disharmony between father and son - Xun Shao'ang always kept asking when Ah Li would come back, and he was already ready to run away from home.
The Juli track on Xishan Mountain is five kilometers long, from the checkpoint to the top of the mountain, and around the mountain.
When Xun Lang ran the second lap, he had already begun to sweat, and there was white steam steaming from the top of his head, but his steps were steady.
At this time, the sky was slightly brighter, the mist in the mountains was lingering, and the line of sight was only seven or eight meters away. When Xun Lang arrived at the checkpoint, he heard the sound first, and then took a few steps closer to discover this unexpected surprise.
.
"Mr. Xun!"
When the guards at the checkpoint see people, they stand at attention one by one.
Tang Yili was instructing the driver to move luggage from the trunk of the taxi. He turned his head at the sound and smiled brightly, lighting up the gloomy morning.
"Dang~dang~dang~" Tang Yili waved his hands, "I also said I would give you a surprise, but I didn't expect you to show up first!"
Xun Lang walked over with a smile, "So the surprise you prepared is to suddenly return to China?"
"Yes!"
It had been more than a month since they had seen each other, and the thoughts were overwhelming. Tang Yili didn't care so much, and stepped forward to hug Xun Lang, and he closed his arms.
Xun Lang's body was warm, with the moisture of the morning mist, and had a nice scent of lemon soap.
Tang Yili raised his head, took a deep breath, and asked softly: "You haven't said whether you like this surprise or not."
This is how men don't like it.
However, in front of a row of guard officers, Xun Lang was not a person who showed his emotions. He hugged Tang Yili hard and suddenly let go.
Before Tang Yili could react, Xun Lang quickly said in her ear: "You know I'm not good at talking... I'm only good at..."
Do.
These words are like burning your ears.
Tang Yili took a step back, rubbed the base of his ears, and then glared at Xun Lang, but he asked as if nothing had happened: "It seems that there is not much luggage. Will you go back to Paris after this trip?"
Fake and fake.
Tang Yili curled his lips.
The taxi driver had already unloaded the three large boxes on the ground. He received the fare and turned back down the mountain.
The guard at the checkpoint had already called the mansion to send a car to carry the luggage. While waiting, Tang Yili took inventory again and then said: "What I brought back this time are all valuables, such as some out-of-print sample clothes.
There are still documents and so on. Let’s move some of them back first. After the New Year, I will get my graduation certificate, then I will return the house in the red building, and the remaining things will be packed together."
Xun Lang reached out to hold Tang Yili, and the two left their luggage behind and walked up the mountain side by side.
My breath turned white, but the coldness couldn't hide the joy of meeting each other.
Tang Yili let Xun Lang hold his hand, but later she seemed to feel that it was not warm enough, so she simply put her hand into the pocket of Xun Lang's sportswear.
The two of them wandered all the way up, not talking much on the way, but walking at the same brisk pace.
Xun Lang asked her: "Are you sure you have returned to China?"
Tang Yili glanced at him sideways and smiled cutely, "The bet between Yili Garment and I has not yet been signed, so we haven't decided yet whether we will come back or not."
Xun Lang squinted at her, "I'll have someone deliver the documents you mentioned to Xishan in a moment."
That posture clearly signifies that you have signed a contract to sell yourself, and it’s up to you to see if you can still run away.
Tang Yili was amused, but still refused to speak properly, "Then your terms must be more generous, otherwise I won't sign casually——"
As soon as she finished speaking, Tang Yili felt her waist tighten, and someone pinched her waist. Xun Lang pressed her firmly in his arms. He bent down with his tall body and buried his head in her thick hair.
, the sweet fragrance penetrates the heart.
This trail is quiet and secluded, especially suitable for this moment.
Xun Lang hugged her: "Tang Yili, do you think I will let you leave me?"
His voice is deep and mellow, like wine that has been fermented for many years. Just listening to it has intoxicating power.
Tang Yili was a little dizzy.
Later, it no longer mattered how she walked back to the mansion from the mountain trail. When she entered the courtyard, amidst the exclamations of Uncle Qiu and the servants, Tang Yili and everyone scrawled a slap in the face.
call.
Xun Lang didn't give her much time. After entering the door, he took her upstairs.
Reason told Tang Yili that she had just come back and the Zhai Mansion above her probably knew about it. As a junior, she should go and say hello to the old man and her parents-in-law.
But for some reason, she got lost between the beds.
Maybe it was because Xun Lang's smile was too seductive. When he took off his sweatshirt, revealing a muscular and muscular waist, Tang Yili felt that reason was no longer his own.
She watched Xun Lang hold her hand... bring it to his lips, look into her eyes, and start to kiss.
"Welcome home, wife." Xun Lang whispered in her ear.
Tang Yili was touched by the word "home" again. She immediately hugged Xun Lang's head and let her emotions sink.