The woman in her arms pouted and frowned slightly, "Do you want to perform live..."
The man lost his temper after being questioned, "Don't you miss me?"
Qin Xiaoman just smiled and raised her hand to touch the man's face, "Did you work hard? Are you tired?" However, the man suddenly turned his face to the side and almost took her finger in his mouth. Yan Zi was startled.
Song Que smiled and took her hand, and the two of them walked out the door.
"Is your new job going well?"
"Well, very good."
"Did you encounter anything unhappy?"
"Well, no, everything is fine."
As he spoke, the man suddenly stopped, paused, and whispered to himself, "I can't wait any longer."
With that said, he took Qin Xiaoman's hand and ran towards the exit. A man and a woman running in the airport immediately attracted countless inexplicable glances from their fellow passengers. They thought something terrible had happened, and the helpless woman could only blush.
Lower your head and follow his footsteps.
When he walked to the car, Yan Zisong opened the back seat door and said, "Sit in the back."
Looking at the man's calm face in confusion, Qin Jiadi took her seat in the spacious back seat even though she didn't know why.
Yan Zisong walked around the car, opened the driver's door, threw his briefcase into the front seat, and then opened the back door and got in.
"Who is driving?" I asked the question in surprise, but when I saw the man's handsome face that was completely filled with lust, I got the answer instantly.
"Never mind it." Before Yan Zisong finished speaking, he stretched out his arms and pulled the woman next to him into his arms.
"Yan Zisong...um..." In the airtight kiss, Qin Xiaoman finally found a gap, beating his chest, "
This is the airport..."
The man didn't pay any attention to it. The dark car windows didn't have to worry about being seen from the outside.
He pulled the woman's body and laid it flat on the seat, straightened his body and pressed on her, "Just a moment, it's so hard..." Hard
The uncomfortable man finally had his handsome face pressed to the back of the seat with a bare hand, and was ordered to sit in the front seat obediently. Suddenly, Qin Xiaoman's phone came up.
"Mom...well, I'm out now. I won't come back to eat...ah? Well, okay, then I'll go back now."
After putting down the phone for a long time, Zheng Zhengdi said nothing.
Yan Zisong originally held her hand, which was slightly cold.
"I'll go home with you." The man said calmly but firmly. He knew that he would have to face this matter sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.
Regardless of whether it was true or not, he couldn't leave her alone, he had to stand in front of her.
Qin Xiaoman shook his head, "You're too sensitive, maybe..." Thinking of her always gentle mother, who couldn't hide her anxiety on the phone, she felt slightly uncertain, "Maybe, it's not our business.
They...should not be so happy to know."
Yes, they shouldn't have known it so quickly. There should have been a period of time for them to get along without any worries. After waiting for four years, they just begged for a short time before the storm came. Isn't this impossible?
The moment the two were silent, Yan Zisong's phone also rang.
"Zisong, come back for a meal today. Your father has something to talk to you about."
Yan Zisong had just walked into the house, with the car keys still in place, when he heard a "pop" sound and a stack of newspapers was placed in front of him.