A plane flying from Shanghai to Songcheng buzzed over Xueyuan South Road.
The warm autumn sunshine was blocked for a moment, and then once again shone into the Mercedes-Benz, which had a somewhat hot atmosphere.
I don't know if the front windshield has the function of a concave-convex mirror. In Zhao Wanrou's overwhelmed hands, the cone that was overwhelmed by the sunlight quickly melted.
Also melted was Chen Zui.
He could totally imagine his sister walking down College South Road for him these days.
Therefore, he was moved, impulsive, and wanted to kiss for a longer time.
After receiving his sister's gentle response, he finally understood why the lovers on College South Road would stand on the road as if no one else was around and kiss so seriously and deeply.
Just, "Ugh, it hurts."
Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Zhao Wanrou finally bit Chen Zui's lips in an attempt to regain his sanity.
Her pretty face turned red, like a cat holding a fish in its mouth, and she said: "Hand"
The voice was a bit muffled, but Chen heard it most clearly.
It was only after hearing this that he noticed that his hand had already lifted off his sister's clothes without knowing it, and was attached to her delicate waist, and was still moving upstream.
Chen Zui swore that this was done by his own hands, not his!
I was wronged!
Therefore, it was somewhat out of control for a while.
Seeing that Chen Zui was still pushing the envelope, Zhao Wanrou bit his lip with a little force.
In pain, Chen Zui used up all the consciousness he had accumulated throughout his life to forcibly control the clutches of self-awareness.
But when he pulled his hand away from the delicateness and smoothness, an empty feeling appeared in his heart. There was only one thought in his mind, and he would have to wander around next time.
Then it's like a police drama about exchanging hostages.
When Chen Zui's hands removed his sister's waist, her sister also let go of his lips.
But their eyes were still intertwined, and their hearts were beating at the same frequency, beating twice.
But there was a third ring that sounded very untimely.
It's a knock on the car door.
A big face appeared outside the open car window.
Aunt Wang from the cold drink shop looked at the two people in the car with an aunty smile on her face: "Is it done?"
As she said this, she took out half a piece of yellow-skinned melon and took a bite. She didn't know how to advance or retreat, and she didn't know what to do. It was inappropriate for the time and irrelevant to the person.
Zhao Wanrou's already fair and rosy face immediately became even more charming: "Auntie."
"It's nothing. I just saw you outside but didn't come into the store. I wanted to come out and say hello to you. Who knew you young people were so enthusiastic!"
Chen Zui: "..."
Zhao Wanrou pretended to be calm: "..."
Aunt Wang smiled: "Don't be shy, I haven't seen you before, okay, I'm going back."
"Goodbye, aunt"
"Goodbye aunt"
Aunt Wang smiled after hearing this, but she didn't leave in a hurry but said: "Hey, I'd like to remind you two, wipe it, you're all ticking."
Zhao Wanrou and Chen Zui immediately looked at the melted cone, and immediately took out a paper towel and wiped it in a panic.
“And the lipstick is all spent.”
"Yes, wipe them all, wipe them clean."
Aunt Wang actually gave instructions while eating melon.
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Sitting on the Songcheng passenger plane that was about to arrive, Zhao Yong was directing the flight attendant who had just accidentally knocked the drink at his feet without any sympathy.
Needless to say, this was the worst flight he had ever taken. Not only was the food poor, but the flight attendants were also ungrateful and even spilled a drink!
Soon, the flight attendant cleaned the ground, bowed her head and apologized, "I'm sorry, sir." He waved his hand and said in a high-pitched voice: "Don't make the same mistake next time."
Yes, he is a person who hates making mistakes. He has an almost zero-tolerance attitude towards subordinates who make mistakes at work. Of course, he will never allow himself to make mistakes.
As an investment banker, it is obvious that this attitude is a good one.
Because if you are not careful and misjudge a person or a project, your organization will lose countless time and money.
"call."
Looking at the clouds outside the window, Zhao Yong felt much better after calming down for a while.
Of course, this was not because the scenery at high altitude was beautiful, but because he thought of his beautiful cousin.
This time I came to Songcheng, it was half public and half private.
I came here to see an introduced project, and to see my sister privately.
But thinking about my cousin gave me another headache. She refused to come to the Magic City and insisted on staying in the backward Songcheng, guarding dozens of dilapidated houses!
And you haven’t found a partner yet. How old are you? How many years have you been single?
But Zhao Yong soon realized that he was also like this.
I can't help but feel that this might be hereditary.
Maybe the Zhao family is naturally very indifferent to love.
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After Aunt Wang finished eating the melon, she chatted for a while and then walked back to the store.
In the eyes of his cousin, his cousin Zhao Wanrou, who was a bit indifferent to love and love, started to reapply her lipstick in the small mirror she carried because she kissed it off.
Chen Zui was sitting in the passenger seat, chewing on a half-melted cone while looking at his seductive sister. The more he tasted the cone, the less flavorful it became, and it was not as sweet as the lipstick just now.
My sister answered the phone: "Hello, brother?"
When Chen Zui heard this title, he couldn't help but listen attentively.
"Have you arrived in Songcheng?"
"Okay, I'll pick you up."
"What exit are you at?"
"OK."
After putting down the phone, Zhao Wanrou looked at Chen Zui: "My cousin is here, shall we pick him up together?"
Chen Zui had never known much about his sister's family affairs before. When he heard that his cousin was his future brother-in-law, wasn't he?
So I immediately felt nervous and looked at my clothes today: "Do you want to change?"
"Need not."
"Then me"
"Are you nervous?"
Chen Zui puffed up his chest: "Not really."
Zhao Wanrou smiled, lit the fire and turned the steering wheel and said, "It's okay, just treat it as a friend."
Although Chen Zui said he didn't mean anything, he actually said: "What does he do?"
"Investment bank, many of the books I read before were recommended by him."
"Um?"
Chen Zui's eyes lit up when he heard about this industry. He planned to eat his sister's rice to warm his stomach today, but could he get a bowl of it as a gift?
"Now that you are starting a business, you actually have many questions you can ask him for advice."
Chen Zui pressed his temples, thinking that what he needed most was someone to ask for advice.
Comments flooded the screen:
[Chen Zui, you dog coin! 】
【What happened just now?】
【Sister, sister, hey, my sister.】
Chen Zui ignored it, but looked at Zhao Wanrou and asked, "Is he easy to get along with?"
Zhao Wanrou first turned the car into the avenue. After the car started to speed up, she smiled slightly: "He is a sissy. He has been stealing skirts since he was a child."
PS:
Let me tell you, the latest update problem is that I stretch my crotch.
But in fact, you can't imagine that I wrote a chapter for six or seven hours, but it just didn't work and the pain of repeated deletions.
My attitude has always been very upright, but recently some trivial matters in life and other factors have led to this, and I am working hard to find a solution.
Apologize first, then make corrections. In this state, I don’t even want to write fast.
When it comes to writing, sometimes there's a bottleneck, and that's it. I'm having difficulty now, but it should just last for a while and I'll get over it.
Please bear with me.
By the way, I’m shameless in asking for a monthly pass.