There was a wet feeling on his legs, Yan Shengjie lowered his head, his evil eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist, which was a bit unreal.
He reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
He raised his head and looked out the window. It wasn't until the person in his arms began to breathe evenly that he slowly withdrew his gaze, thought for a moment, took out his cell phone, and sent a message to Hun.
When Zhixing woke up, they had arrived at the airport.
She rubbed her eyes, "How long have I slept?"
"It didn't take long." Yan Shengjie's cold eyes glanced outside the car window, and he put his coat on Zhi Xing's head, "There are reporters outside."
"Reporter?" Zhixing then noticed that the car had been surrounded by a group of people at some point, and the flashlights kept flashing, "Your Highness Lannon! Please tell me your thoughts on this visit to the United States!"
"Your Highness, what do you think of Iran's military exercises in the Strait of Hormuz?"
"Your Highness..."
Yan Shengjie frowned, seeing Zhi Xing's nervousness, and held her hand, "Don't worry, you can't see anything outside."
"But, how do we get off the bus?" Zhixing looked down at himself and asked in annoyance.
After all, he is the prince of Oman. If the media photographed him strutting around the city with a woman in pajamas, it would be strange if he did not make headlines around the world!
At this moment, I suddenly heard someone say, "Look, the princess is in the car behind!"
Someone immediately surrounded the car that was following behind. When they saw Ji'er getting out of the car, they slapped her fiercely, "Princess, may I ask, why did Your Highness the Prince suddenly decide to return to the country?"
From the moment she appeared in front of the media, Ji Er immediately showed a confident and charming smile, and calmly answered every question raised by everyone. Her elegant momentum and goddess-like aura made everyone full of praise. For a time,
Attracted more attention.
Seeing Ji'er's perfect performance through the rear window, Zhi Xing's eyes dimmed a bit. But immediately, she shook her head and quickly said to Yan Shengjie, "Jie, get out of here quickly!"
Yan Shengjie grabbed her hand and said, "Come with me."
"No!" Zhi Xing waved his hands desperately and glared at him, "Do you want to see the news of Prince Oman's blatant cheating shocking the whole world?"
Yan Shengjie knitted his thick eyebrows, as if he was holding back something. Although he didn't refute, he held her hand tighter and tighter, with no intention of letting go.
Knowing that he was worried about her, Zhixing tried his best to put on a smile and comforted her, "Jie, for us, what is important is not the present, but the future. As long as you are still the prince of Oman, please play this role well. I will...
…Stand where you are, waiting for you, waiting for the day when you can become Yan Shengjie again!"
Gently, but firmly, she pushed his hand away.
"Your Highness, it's time for us to go down!" Key, the attendant, said anxiously, "If we don't go down, the princess won't be able to hold on anymore." Everyone could see that Ji'er was trying to delay as much time as possible. While she was answering the question,
From time to time he glanced at the car in front of him.
"Your Highness, please get out of the car first. I will take Miss Tao in through another entrance."
Yan Shengjie pursed his lips, as if he was filled with resentment, turning the air in the car to freezing point.
After receiving Keyi's look for help, Zhixing also advised, "Jie! We should leave here immediately! Who knows if Kule's gang will go back on their word?"
Finally, he slowly calmed down the hostility around him, narrowed his evil eyes, "It won't take long, I will let you appear in front of everyone openly and honestly!" After saying that, he suddenly opened the car door and stood in front of everyone.
Before those reporters could react, they immediately closed the car door.
When Ji'er saw him get out of the car alone, leaving Zhi Xing in the car, she finally let go of her anxious heart. With a beautiful smile, she walked towards him, "Zack, let's go in.
"
Yan Shengjie slowly opened his eyes and glanced at her with a sharp gaze. There was a kind of insight that made people unable to hide. Ji'er's body stiffened, but soon she recovered as before. She held his arm with a smile and looked around.
The reporter bowed his head cordially and said, "Thank you, thank you very much. We will miss this country and all the warm friends here."
Her kindness immediately won a round of applause.
From beginning to end, Yan Shengjie didn't say a word. When he turned around, he saw the car slowly driving to another entrance. Then, Keyi protected Zhixing and ran in hurriedly as if he were a thief.
.When his eyes fell on Zhi Xing’s bare feet, his steps stagnated and he was about to pass without even thinking.
"Z!"
Next to him, Ji'er held him tightly. Although she still kept a sweet smile on her face, there was a trace of panic in her eyes, "The reporter is still outside! Don't forget what you are shouldering. Do you really want Aman to do it?"
Shamed?"
Jun Xie's face showed a trace of sullenness, but his tone was extremely calm. He asked word for word, "I made a temporary decision for us to leave. How did these reporters know?"
Ji Er was stunned and looked away subconsciously, a little panicked, "Yeah, how did they know? I didn't expect that the American media is so powerful..."
Yan Shengjie raised his lips indifferently and pushed her hand away. When he looked back, Zhi Xing's figure had disappeared. His eyebrows became tighter and tighter, he turned around and strode into the terminal hall, answering Tong Ke as he walked.
Yi's phone number.
Ji'er stood there, looking at his decisive figure, tears gradually blurring her vision.
He has never been angry with her, never said a harsh word to her. Now, for another woman, he treats her like a stranger...
"Princess, let's go in." The attendant reminded carefully.
Ji Er closed her eyes, pushed back her tears, regained her elegant and decent demeanor, and followed him in.
In the VIP waiting room, Zhi Xing sat on a chair, with his legs naked and swaying leisurely like a child. He was wearing Yan Shengjie's coat, which still had his breath on it. He would feel soothed by smelling it.
All the inexplicable uneasiness.
When she saw the person coming towards her, she was about to jump down, but was stopped by his sharp eyes. It seemed to say, "You dare to come down at your own risk!"
Zhixing was stunned and sat there, really not daring to move again.
When Yan Shengjie approached, she discovered that he was holding a pair of brightly colored women's slippers in his hand. The toe of the toe was the head of the silly Garfield cat. He was shaking it in his hand, which was very eye-catching. He took a few steps
He came closer, squatted down, held her calf directly, took out a handkerchief, carefully wiped her dirty feet again and again, and then put the slippers on her white feet.
The warmth coming from my feet was like being surrounded by his hands.
Zhixing lowered his head and looked at the perfect and noble man squatting at his feet. His heart was filled to the brim. The little disappointment just now disappeared without a trace.