Three days later, Qiao Yingying went to Yushan early in the morning under the pretext of going out with her classmates. She originally wanted to go to the airport, but Guan Mufeng didn't allow it, and several applications were rejected, so she was only asked to stay at home and wait for him. Although she was dissatisfied in her heart, who made her usually have so many unreliable performances, even she didn't dare to pat her chest and promise that she would not get lost at the huge Haicheng International Airport.

So, let's cook a delicious meal for my husband at home. She quickly picked herself up again and excitedly flipped through the newly purchased recipes.

The weather is still very cold today, and she is spitting cold when she speaks, but fortunately, the sun is shining and there is no wind, she is wrapped in a scarf and wearing gloves, riding a bicycle to the supermarket to transport back a bunch of ingredients, and she is cooking in the kitchen Ding Ding Dong, and when she is almost done, Guan Mufeng has already gotten off the plane and got into Lao Wu's car.

However, there was another person in his car.

Tang Miao gasped lightly, and her delicate face still looked a little frightened.

"Thank you, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to get out." She turned her head and smiled at Guan Mufeng, who was sitting beside her, and thanked her.

"You're welcome." Guan Mufeng leaned on the chair and closed his eyes to recuperate, and said lightly when he heard the words, not even opening his eyes.

Tang Miao's smile was slightly stiff, his eyes lingered on his perfect side face for a moment, he pursed his lips, sat up straight, and did not speak again, and the car was extremely quiet for a while.

The car drove for half an hour before entering the city. Guan Mufeng finally opened his eyes and took the initiative to say a word to her.

"Where is Miss Tang going?"

Tang Miao subconsciously turned his head and saw his bottomless inky eyes, his heartbeat seemed to pause, and he slowed down before he opened his mouth to report an address.

Guan Mufeng nodded, ordered Lao Wu to send her to her destination first, and closed her eyes again.

The car fell silent again, and Tang Miao could almost hear the sound of her own heartbeat. She looked out the window, and the familiar street scene was a sign that her destination was getting closer. She lowered her eyes, touched her ear with her left hand, and then gently swept the gap between the back seats with something between her fingers, and the whole process was silent.

Qiao Yingying prepared the meal, but Guan Mufeng hadn't come back yet. She thought about it, put on a long pink coat, wrapped a scarf, picked up Aunt Liu's little maza for picking vegetables, ran to the door and sat down, holding her head with her hands and looking at the end of the road.

The sun spared no effort to sprinkle on the body, and the person who shone was warm and lazy, and wanted to sleep comfortably, and it didn't take long for Qiao Yingying's little head to shake and shake, and her big eyes were closed.

The first thing Guan Mufeng saw when he got out of the car was a doughnut sitting at the door, leaning against the wall motionless, with long black hair covering most of her face, and she couldn't see her expression clearly. He walked over a few steps, squatted down to take a look, and saw that the little face was sleeping soundly, and he didn't notice anyone approaching at all, so he couldn't help but be amused and angry.

Let her wait for him here, that's how she waited?

His handsome face was slightly gloomy, but he was reluctant to wake her up, so he reached out and gently picked her up and went into the house.

Qiao Yingying slept in a daze, her nose suddenly smelled a familiar refreshing smell, her eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes gently.

"Sir!" What caught her eye was the face she had been thinking about for so many days, and she hugged him happily, buried her head in his chest, and rubbed it affectionately several times.

Her coquettish movements made Guan Mufeng's eyes darken suddenly, and the footsteps she had just stopped took another step, but she bypassed the restaurant and went upstairs directly.

"Hey, sir, aren't you hungry? I've made a lot of delicious food. Qiao Yingying blinked her eyes and said strangely.

"Hmm... Let's leave it there for now. Guan Mufeng kicked open the door of the room, strode towards the bedroom, and answered absently.

"But if you don't eat it, it's going to get cold." Qiao Yingying was a little anxious, and wanted to say something, but the whole person was already pressed under Guan Mufeng, and her mouth sealed her lips.

"First... Sir, the dish is really going to... It's going to be cold. After a long kiss, she sensitively noticed the changes in his body, and suddenly did not dare to move, and reminded weakly in a low voice.

"Yingying, I miss you so much." Guan Mufeng held her face, her ink-colored eyes were full of emotion, and her deep voice contained a hint of forbearance.

Qiao Yingying's little face flushed, looking at Guan Mufeng's obvious weight loss, and his tired face, his nose was sour, and the shame and fear in his heart gradually dissipated. Reaching out to touch his eyebrows, her voice was sweet and intoxicating: "Sir, I miss you too." ”

Guan Mufeng lowered his head and kissed her again, the temperature in the bedroom gradually rose, and the thoughts accumulated during the separation fermented at this moment, lingering and beautiful.

**************

By the time Qiao Yingying slowly opened her eyes in Guan Mufeng's arms, the sky outside the window had already revealed a little twilight.

Her whole body was limp, without a trace of strength, and she reluctantly moved her head and called Mr. Ju.

"Awake?" Guan Mufeng was frowning and looking at Qiao Yingying's mobile phone in his hand, when he heard the voice, he glanced down at her, stretched out the mobile phone in front of her, and asked, "Who is this person?" ”

Qiao Yingying looked at the dialog box displayed on the screen and found that it was Yang Hao who sent her a new message, so she answered truthfully: "It's a relative of my mother's colleague, I happened to meet in the mall some time ago, and I met after saying something." ”

Is it exact? Guan Mufeng was noncommittal.

"He talks to you a lot?" He asked again, his finger slid quickly in the dialog box, and he found that there were a lot of chat records, and his face suddenly turned a little dark.

"It's okay, it's not often." Qiao Yingying suddenly remembered something as she spoke, and said excitedly: "Sir, he is an employee of your company, and he will go to work in the next year." ”

"Really?" Guan Mufeng squinted, and an unknown light flashed in his inky eyes.

"yes, he's amazing. I also asked him how to find a job, and he made sense! Qiao Yingying praised Yang Hao.

Guan Mufeng's face was a little heavy, he pursed his lips and looked at her, his tone was not very pleasant: "It's just that you have entered CEFC, is it very powerful?" ”

Qiao Yingying nodded again and again, with a serious expression: "Yes, I have heard many people say that CEFC has high recruitment requirements, and there are at least hundreds of people competing for a position." Moreover, he has passed the training plan of the central management, and the selection is even rarer, and the future is limitless! ”

Guan Mufeng's face darkened, stared at her for a while, and reminded in a deep voice: "Qiao Yingying, have you forgotten something?" ”

Qiao Yingying was stunned for a moment, looking at his unkind face, she couldn't help shrinking into the quilt, her little head turned quickly, and she finally realized that she had forgotten something.

She immediately showed a flattering smile, climbed up on Guan Mufeng, leaned in front of him, and flattered: "No matter how powerful he is, he is not as good as Mr., Mr. is the smartest and most powerful person in the world!" ”

If you want to talk about sycophants, Guan Mufeng has really heard a lot, but only this sentence seems to tickle his itch, listening to his whole body is comfortable, he is in a happy mood, and the smile on his face is revived.

"If you have any questions about career choices in the future, you can ask me, and you can ignore this person." He stroked her hair and said with a slam of salt.

Qiao Yingying, who was successful in pleasing her, was thinking about how to make good use of this skill in her heart, and she would continue to shine in the future, and when she heard the words, she couldn't help but open her mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but in the end she didn't have the courage to object, so she snorted.

Guan Mufeng kissed her forehead with satisfaction, and then quickly typed a few lines with his fingers and sent it over, and then put the lock screen aside.

He looked at the time, got up and got out of bed, and pressed Qiao Yingying, who was about to get out of bed, back to the quilt.

"You lie down a little longer, I'll go and heat up the food, and I'll get up and eat later."

As he spoke, he saw the messy clothes thrown under his feet, bent down to pick them up one by one, sorted them out and put them on the head of the bed, touched Qiao Yingying's red face from sleep, and smiled meaningfully: "It's hard work today, be good, lie down for a while." ”

Laborious? Qiao Yingying was stunned for a moment, and when she understood what he meant, her face immediately became hot, and she buried her head in the quilt with her hand, and refused to come out for a long time.

When Guan Mufeng reheated the meal, she squirmed and went downstairs, ate a good meal silently, and asked to go home.

"Sir, it's getting late, I'm going home." After putting away the dishes and chopsticks, she said to Guan Mufeng.

Guan Mufeng looked at his watch, then looked at the already dark night outside, and pursed his lips: "Sit down for a while, and I'll send you back later." ”

Qiao Yingying shook her head: "No, my mother is still waiting for me at home, I told her to play with my classmates, and she will be worried if she goes back late." ”

Guan Mufeng's face paused slightly, he stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, and said softly: "Yingying, when the time comes, I will personally explain our relationship to your mother." You wait for me. ”

His expression was solemn, especially serious, Qiao Yingying nodded hurriedly, and waved his hand again and again: "Don't worry, don't worry, wait until Mr. is ready, it's okay." ”

She wasn't ready to tell Li Suxian now, she was really not in a hurry at all. Guan Mufeng pursed his lips and hugged her quietly, a trace of obscurity flashed in his eyes.