A Bombardier flew to Pudong International Airport. Half an hour later, Chen Xia walked out with a tired look on his face. After flying for more than ten hours, she was almost asleep on the plane. She always stared at the porthole out of the window.
god.
When the plane landed at an ordinary airport, she took out her phone and opened the address book, found Wang Kunlun's number, and Xiang Quren must meet him in Qufu.
Chen Xia's assistant saw that the boss seemed to be in a good mood, so she couldn't help but tease her: "Women should be more reserved, and it's best to wait for Mr. Xiang to come to you on his own initiative. You are too arrogant, but it's not good."
Chen Xia's hand paused and smiled and said, "It's also an old couple. Who doesn't know who? What kind of reserve is you need to hear his voice in person, so I can let my heart go.
”
Wang Kunlun's cell phone rang. After seeing the phone number on the screen, he handed the phone directly to Xiang Que: "I'll go clean up, you can keep it warm for a while."
Xiang Que took the phone, looked at Chen Xia on the screen and couldn't help but tremble, and then pressed the answer button: "Hey?"
Chen Xia said directly on the phone: "I just arrived in Shanghai."
"Okay, I'll come to find you, I'll be there later"
"Okay, I'll send a car to wait for you here."
I haven't seen each other for a year, and I have never spoken once. After contacting Chen Xia, Xiang Que and Chen Xia chatted for less than a minute, and said three or four words, neither expressing each other's hearts nor expressing lovesickness.
It’s like a normal call between couples. After a few words, the phone will be hung up.
As for whether there is Peng Bai in his heart, it is unknown.
But after the two of them hung up the phone, they almost did something impatient.
Chen Xia said to his secretary and assistant: "All my activities have been postponed in the past few days. Try not to disturb me in the company's affairs..."
Xiang Quebingbian ran to the house, stretched his neck and shouted: "Lunbao, speed point, set off for Shanghai."
A few hours later, Wang Kunlun and Xiangque landed in Shanghai. A mother's seventh series who stayed at Pudong Airport took Xiangque to the Jinmao Hyatt Regency Hotel. Wang Kunlun was put down halfway, and he said he would not get involved with them.
The two of them are in the world, and they go to move freely.
The meeting between Chen Xia and Xiang Que a year later was a candlelight dinner in a suite on the top floor of Hyatt.
Chen Xia said that Xiang Que has not changed much. Xiang Que rarely made a sweet word with her: "I haven't changed, you are getting more and more beautiful."
Chen Xia skillfully picked up a bottle of red wine from the table, unscrewed it, sobered up, poured it into a cup, looked at her technique in surprise, and asked, "Has I practiced this specifically?"
Chen Xia looked up and smiled, "In order to drink more pure red wine, I specially asked my private team to go to Bordeaux to acquire a winery, which only serves the Chen family and me and the Chen family.
Not to be produced or sold, if you can drink nearly 200 bottles of red wine in more than 300 days a year, you can also reach the level of a professional red wine master.”
Xiang Que's mouth twitched a few times, and said with apologies: "I've made you worry, thank you for your hard work."
Chen Xia went from not drinking to not getting drunk in a bottle, how much lovesickness and thoughts were mixed with?
Chen Xia shook gently and touched Xiang Que for a while, and said calmly: "After getting along with you on the first day, I made all kinds of preparations. There is an old saying among Chinese people that is very good at marrying a chicken.
The chicken and the dog are with the dog, and the shoulder pole is married. I have to choose what kind of man you are. The complaints are just the complaints of the ignorant little woman. I am still reasonable and wise.
Of course, you won’t blame you for no reason. Rational women are good at understanding. I can’t accept your life trajectory, so how can you accept you as a man? So, don’t say anything sorry...
···You'll be fine when you come back"
"It's good that you'll come back," Xiang Que said softly several times, and then said firmly: "From now on, I won't leave again."
In fact, during the days when he left, Xiang Que always held a central idea that he had never changed, that is, he only envyed the mandarin ducks but not the immortals. Even if he was allowed to ascend to the Tao, Xiang Que would never fly.
A candlelight dinner ended, and the long-lost reunion was exchanged for **. From the second score to the third-yang Kaitai, the final ended with four consecutive championships. When the two hugged each other and fell asleep, the sky outside was already white.
The next morning, it was noon, and Chen Xia and Xiang Que opened their eyes one after another, stretched their waists lazily. Chen Xia pursed her lips and suddenly bit Xiang Que's shoulder hard: "It's like this when I come back."
I struggled hard, and my body was so hard that I couldn't stand it, and I was almost broken up."
Xiang Que grinned, his hands groping Chen Xia's body in the quilt, and breathing in her ears: "You have been deserted for almost a year, and my hoe has been rusted, then I
You must plow the fields and wipe the guns, or our martial arts are all gone. Oh, don’t talk about me, look at your emotional appearance last night, I will ask you, are you thirsty, right?"
Chen Xia's face turned red with a "swish". He turned over and rode on Xiang Que's body angrily, and smiled maliciously: "Tian, you are only half plowing, come again? You have to give the remaining half too.
I'll make up for it.”
Xiang Que was stunned: "No, you are the desert? You have been ploughing for a night but haven't finished it yet?"
Chen Xia covered her quilt regardless and said, "I'm thirsty."
"Hey, hey, you're gentle......... I've tried so hard that my gun was bent."
The small separation is better than the newlyweds. Chen Xia and Xiangque spent a few days throwing away all foreign affairs and cutting off all contact with the outside world, and almost never leaving the hotel room.
A few days later, Chen Xia and Xiang Que, who were almost tired of it, had to say goodbye to this small farewell. It was not easy for the two of them to have a few days of free time without asking about foreign affairs.
"young married woman······"
"Um?"
Xiang Que hugged Chen Xia's waist and said silly: "I think there will be a good life in three months."
Chen Xia bit her lip and asked, "What do you mean?"
Xiang Que said: "On this day, it is suitable for weddings and funerals..."
Chen Xia narrowed his eyes, stretched out his finger and hooked Xiang Que's chin and said, "The loss must be gone. Are you talking to me about marriage?"
"Yeah," nodded shyly.
Chen Xia reached out and twisted Xiang Que's face and said dissatisfiedly: "That's how you proposed to me? Bastards, flowers, kneeling on one knee, etc., just move your mouth?"
Xiang Que said with a shameless face: "Oh, the ground has been plowed, why are you still making ambiguity? Just go straight to the point."
"Isn't that cheaper for you?"
"Don't talk, this is all mutual, who will take advantage of whom?" Xiang Que hugged Chen Xia and suddenly said emotionally: "I can't live without you..."