Huo Beichen was wearing a tailored suit, with a distant and indifferent look on his delicate face. He had one hand in his trouser pocket and the other hand was holding a bouquet of flowers.
The delicate red roses and his black suit formed the ultimate visual enjoyment of red and black.
Plus handsome people...
At that moment, Ning Meng stood at the exit of the airport and slowed down. She felt as if there was something in her heart, breaking out of the ground, sprouting visible to the naked eye, and finally a meandering flower bloomed...
She pressed her chest, her pupils expanded, and an uncontrollable smile appeared on her face.
God, who was following her, just watched the unabashed love in his sister's eyes.
He lowered his head in despair, but raised his lips again.
My sister is very happy. It seems that her brother did not bully her.
God spoke: "Sister, I'll take a taxi with the team manager and go directly to the club."
Ning Meng nodded.
Then she carried her suitcase, jogged two steps, and came to Huo Beichen.
The man stood firmly on the spot, looked at her coming, lowered his head slightly, and scanned her cheek with his eyes.
However, they hadn't seen each other for only three days, and Ning Meng didn't expect that she missed him so much.
She smiled and said: "Hi, handsome guy, you look like a relative of mine~"
When Huo Beichen heard this, he cooperated with her dotingly: "Who?"
Ning Meng smiled: "My father's son-in-law."
Huo Beichen: "..."
He tilted his head slightly, a faint smile slowly appeared on the corners of his lips, and stared at her with a pair of deep eyes. He stretched out his hand from his pocket, took her box naturally, and handed her the flowers in his hand.
: "Then, madam, are you leaving?"
Ning Meng held the flowers and nodded proudly: "Let's go."
The two walked out side by side and arrived at the parking lot. Huo Beichen's driver helped put the small suitcase into the trunk.
When he put the box away, Ning Meng and Huo Beichen stood waiting by the car.
Ning Meng suddenly bumped into Huo Beichen, then turned around and smiled "hehe" at him, her behavior was childish, but also a little sweet.
Huo Beichen turned his head. His slender height was a head taller than Ning Meng.
He turned his head, glanced at the driver, and saw that he was still putting the box, so he suddenly lowered his head, stretched out his slender arms, and locked Ning Meng between him and the car. Then he slowly lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead.
Ning Meng looked at the delicate face so close at hand, bit her lip and smiled muffledly.
"Bang."
The sound of the trunk falling was heard, and Huo Beichen hurriedly stood up straight.
When the driver turned around, he saw the two people still standing by the car and paused slightly: "Sir, madam, why don't you get in the car?"
After saying this, Huo Beichen opened the car door and motioned for Ning Meng to get in.
When she got into the car seriously, the man's eyes gradually became lighter.
He suddenly remembered that eight years ago, in high school, he had a moment like this...
In the classroom, the sun shines on them.
In the hazy light, the moment the class teacher turned his head, Ning Meng's fingers unconsciously stretched out, and under the cover of his large school uniform, they interlocked with his...
The moment the teacher turned around, the two of them sat upright.
The girl has a serious face.
She is exactly the same as she is now.
After so many years, she has not changed at all.
Huo Beichen lowered his eyes and suddenly said: "Are you going home tonight?"