The black motorhome Zuihou slowly came to a halt in front of an airport.

Although it was already three or four o'clock in the morning, the international airport was still brightly lit, and busy figures were shuttling back and forth.

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, China's Chinese New Year's Eve.

Yijing, who has been locked up for a long time, seems to have forgotten about it.

The tourists came to travel with their suitcases on their faces and landed with their suitcases, and went home for the New Year with a slightly tired drag to catch the flight.

Shen Xichen is bound to recover Yiyi, and he has already chartered a small plane that can take off at any time.

Shen Xichen got out of the car and dragged Yiwen out of the car.

"What are you doing!" Yi Jing twisted her hands, reluctantly dragged out of the car, and looked at the huge airport.

Her feet suddenly softened, and she put her hand on the door handle, clutching it tightly, refusing to let go of anything.

Shen Xichen stretched out his hand and broke off Yi Jing's fingers.

"Don't ...... I don't want to leave...... I don't want to go back to China......" Yiyi's eyes filled with panicked tears, and the few fingers that pulled the car door turned white.

Shen Xichen didn't speak, and when she grabbed the handle again and again, she took the trouble to pull it down again and again.

"I beg you...... I don't want ...... I finally felt the ease of the day, I don't want to go back, I'm afraid of everything in Z City...... I'm scared to stay with you......"

Bean-sized tears dripped on the back of Shen Xichen's hand, and the black cloudiness of mascara swept across his white hand.

Once the thrill of freedom has been enjoyed, the bird no longer wants to be confined to a birdcage, although it will go hungry.

She clutched at the doorknob, her hair a little messy from struggling and shaking her head. The face that was originally dressed in delicate makeup also turned into a big flower face because of those few uncompetitive tears.

Yi Jing squatted in place, tugging with Shen Xichen.

Shen Xichen's movements stopped, and his eyes looked at this woman like a torch.

He's that terrible? Does it make her daunting, and even staying by her side has become an ordeal?

Yiyi twitched vigorously, she put one hand on the doorknob, and the other hand held Shen Xichen's hand.

No one can explain her struggles.

Shen Xichen squatted down and took Yi's hand and put it on his knee.

raised her hand and wanted to help her wipe the dirt off her face, but it seemed that the more she wiped it, the more she suffered, and Yijing became a big cat.

"Aren't we going back to China, Yiyi, am I a flood beast? Are you so afraid of me? Obviously, a week ago, we were still very good. ”

Everything seems to have changed after Shen Lishan and Wang Yitong appeared.

Yijing's inferiority complex constantly encouraged her to leave Shen Xichen.

Yijing raised her head with teary eyes, bit her lip, and suppressed her crying.

Rubbing Yiwen's hair, Shen Xichen took her into his arms.

Every time he saw her crying, he would surrender unconditionally, no matter how angry he was, he would be consumed by her pearl-like tears.

"Shen Xichen, what are you, weishenme wants to do this to me...... weishenme…… You won't even give me an explanation......" Yi Jing's glutinous voice was carrying a serious cry, she picked up her pink fist and smashed it towards Shen Xichen's chest again and again.

Shen Xichen puffed his chest and let her fight, if this could relieve her anger, he didn't care.

After fighting for a long time and getting tired, Yijing felt that her brain was extremely chaotic. But she kept chanting words in her mouth, half ruthless and half complaining, and when she reached Zuihou, her voice was so small that Shen Xichen couldn't hear what she was talking about.

Another punch smashed into his chest, Yi Jing hung her hand tiredly, and the "spell" in her mouth began to stop.

Yijing didn't have a good appetite at night, so she didn't eat much. After tossing with Shen Xichen for so long, he naturally fell asleep standing tired.

Shen Xichen lowered his eyes, couldn't help but laugh dumbly, stroked her messy hair, and carefully hugged her horizontally.

The movements were so gentle that the sleeping Yijing thought it was just a gust of wind.

Seeing that this little flower cat who had been fighting against him all night was separated and nestled in his arms, Shen Xichen also breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Stupid woman! Why does it just make so much sense? I, Shen Xichen, have always said the same, love is love, and hate is hate. This little head just loves to think, and if you think too much, it's easy to go crazy! ”

With a kiss on Yi Jing's forehead, Shen Xichen slowly walked towards the airport.

I'll take you to a place where no one else knows us.

Good night, Mylover!

Yijing stretched her waist, twisted her neck, put her hands behind her eyes, and refused to open her eyes.

In an instant, as if she remembered something, she suddenly opened her sleepy eyes.

Sure enough, Shen Xichen watched her with interest and did the series of lazy cat movements to get up.

Yi's face turned red, don't come over to her face, she was puffing up.

The makeup that melted off her face had already been cleaned up by Shen Xichen, and she had an indescribable freshness and beauty without makeup. She just woke up with the laziness of a little woman, and at the same time a little childishness.

After realizing that she was on the plane, she immediately regretted it......

She's just a sleeper, why is she unconscious and asleep while crying? Sleepy insects are really harmful!

She sighed resignedly and looked at the blanket on her lap: "Where is this going?" ”

"You'll know when you get there, a place as beautiful as yours." Shen Xichen smiled evilly, turning everyone upside down.

Yi Jing glanced at him angrily: "What about Qiaoqiao?" ”

"The nanny has it, don't worry about the person I'm looking for, she's definitely not in danger. Seventeen, let go of everything on your mind, and travel with me for a while. Don't push yourself into a corner, the road is always there, but you choose to turn a blind eye. ”

Shen Xichen clasped Yijing's hand with ten fingers, and added: "I'll explain it to you." ”

She looked around.

A small plane, small but well-equipped, decorated like a mobile suite, with an open kitchenette, a bathroom, a bedside table, a small bookshelf and so on.

Yijing realized that she was lying on the bed, and Shen Xichen was sitting next to her.

Propping himself up, he retracted his hand: "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

Shen Xichen leaned on the head of the bed, looking at Yijing's smooth back line, and was in a good mood.

She acquiesced, and went on a trip with him.

Walking to the door of the bathroom, Yijing suddenly turned her head again: "In that case, let's not quarrel these days." ”

It's said to Shen Xichen, and it's like saying it to yourself.

Shen Xichen agreed.

"Change the clothes on your body, you can't wear them so revealing in front of outsiders in the future. Your beauty and your sweetness can only be mine. Shen Xichen pointed to the bag on the bedside table, with a sour taste.

If he wasn't afraid of waking her up, Shen Xichen would have helped her change it a long time ago.

Willlove's eye-catching logo is printed on the bag, which is Shen Xichen's brand.

Yijing never knew that every piece of clothing in the Shen family's wardrobe was tailor-made for her, and it was a unique non-sale item in the world.