But seeing that the time was almost over, I took Yin Siqi, and the mother and I rushed to the execution ground, following Yin Yijie to pick up his mother.
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When we arrived at the VIP channel, there was no one in this channel. We walked in directly and waited
"Why haven't arrived yet?"
After waiting for a while, at 9:00, there was nothing on the radio, Rice muttered.
“The flight from the United States is twenty minutes ahead of schedule.”
A service staff member on the side glanced at me a few more times and said politely.
"Ah?! In advance?"
Not only was Miri and I shocked, but even the breath on Yin Yijie seemed to be a little cold, so I hurriedly supported my waist and walked towards the lounge on one side.
Twenty minutes in advance, then they should have arrived when we came in!
Twenty minutes, almost enough time to clear customs ahhhhh, and then come out, will you be in the lounge now?
I'm a little curious.
Yin Yijie couldn't help but speed up. He didn't know who he had a phone call with. His face was not very good, and he said coldly:
“In the lounge.”
Oh OK, but I got rid of me and hugged Yin Siqi and walked for a long time. I couldn't walk fast anymore. I was still wearing high heels!
Yin Yijie seemed to be very anxious to see his mother, and he was quite anxious to see him during the Chinese New Year and wanted to come forward to take the thorns and apologize.
"Brother-in-law, please walk slowly, my sister sprained her ankle!"
Miri was holding Yin Siqi aside and suddenly said angrily, her tone was particularly rushing, obviously emitting anger towards him.
Yin Yijie stopped for a moment, almost stood at the door of the lounge, turned his head to look at me, frowning, and was very unhappy.
I pursed my lips and shook my head, there was nothing to say;
It’s all here, so it’s more appropriate to see his ancestors of Yin first.
Yin Yijie looked at my foot and I did sprain my ankle. The wound last time was a little painful, not too uncomfortable, I can bear it.
Yin Siqi hugged my neck, groaned for a while, and asked softly:
"Mom, does your feet hurt?"
Then, how about we go to the hospital?"
Uh, the lounge door is so close, are we going to the hospital now?
This is too evil. Wouldn't it be too difficult to get along with his mother if you have nothing to do?