"Nope,"

Tang Xin spread his hands, "Just think of it as a trip abroad." ”

…… Coming to the company, Song Qinbei arranged some matters in the company, and then took Tang Xin back to the villa to sort out some things for going abroad.

Tang Xin searched the geographical environment of the country on the Internet, it was a place like a tropical rainforest, the climate was humid and warm, she simply selected a few long skirts that Song Qinbei gave her, and quickly packed her luggage.

And An Zuo also prepared what he needed for Song Qinbei.

Xiaobao walked in with short legs, he pulled Mickey Mouse's boarding suitcase in his hand and handed it to Tang Xin, "Beautiful sister, there are travel essentials I prepared for you, you should pay more attention to mosquito bites and the like over there in the United States, wear more sunscreen and pay attention to sun protection." ”

Tang Xin didn't expect the little guy to be curious about preparing a gift for herself, she was overjoyed, and touched the little guy's fluffy head: "Qian'er, thank you so much." ”

"It's so blessed that your dad has a baby like you."

Xiaobao's smiling eyes narrowed into two slits, although he was still wearing a mask, his eyebrows and eyes were full of "Beautiful sister praised me, I'm so happy"

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Song Qinbei glanced at the little guy unhappily, "Qian'er, what about mine?" ”

"You're a man, you don't need to prepare."

Song Qinbei: "......"

He really doubted whether Qian'er was his son or Tang Xin's.

"Qian'er, I'm very grateful to you, your father is not here during this time, you have to study hard.

And your face, you have to go to the hospital to see it, so it's not good to wear a mask all the time, you know? ”

"Uh-huh, I see."

There was a dodge in the little guy's big eyes.

The little guy sent Tang Xin and Song Qinbei out of the villa all the way.

Not far from the villa there is a wide flat green lawn that stretches as far as the eye can see.

Right on that lawn stood a very grand and luxurious white private jet.

An Zuo carried the suitcases of the two and put them into the plane.

Tang Xin was amazed, this is too angry, right? She has only seen the legendary private jet in TV dramas.

"Go up."

Song Qinbei glanced at her lightly.

Then, with a long leg, he stepped into the plane.

Tang Xin followed behind him in small steps.

And An Zuo also sat in the driver's seat.

Tang Xin laughed dryly: "I didn't expect Antezhu to be so omnipotent." ”

Driving, flying a plane, and being Song Qinbei's senior assistant, this is too versatile.

Song Qinbei was a little uncomfortable when he saw her praising other men, and his tone was a little sour: "It's just a plane." ”

"It's pretty good to be able to fly a plane."

Song Qinbei's face turned a little cold, "I will be much more than An Zuo." ”

Tang Xin: ? Why did she smell the smell of sauerkraut in Laotan? Is it a delusion? Song Qinbei closed his eyes dissatisfiedly and leaned back in his seat.

He was wondering if he should replace An Zuo.

This damn little woman, can't he be so good? even boasted about other men under his nose.

Angry.

Tang Xin saw that he seemed to be angry, and for some reason, she looked around.

The cabin is decorated in a cool Nordic style, and the seats can be folded down and turned into soft and comfortable beds at the touch of a switch.

There is a small multi-layered drawer next to it, which is equipped with toiletries and compressed high-end blankets.

If you're sleepy, you can sleep in it.

There is also a black TV display in front of it, and two gamepads are also inserted.

I should be able to play games and watch TV.

And the back of the plane should be the back kitchen.

There was a faint smell from inside, and it was the smell of food.

That's too complete, isn't it? It's good to be rich.

Tang Xin looked at the decoration, and became more and more determined to make good money in the future and work hard to get rid of poverty and become well-off.

Hopefully, before she finds another child, she will have enough financial means to support their mother and son.

At this moment, a man dressed as a chef pushed a small silver metal cart and walked slowly.

The car grunted on the ground, accompanied by the sound of wheels from far and near, Tang Xin smelled a strong aroma of food.

That's too fragrant, isn't it? Her stomach rumbled out of place.

Song Qinbei casually lifted his eyelids and stared at her with a smile: "Hungry? ”

Tang Xin clutched his stomach in great shame, "That's it, I haven't eaten lunch yet." ”

The chef pressed a button, and an ivory-white table slowly pushed out of the mechanism, lying in front of Tang Xin and Song Qinbei.

Then he took out the food covered with the golden lid and laid it out in front of them.

When the lid was lifted, a burst of heat rushed in, and the rich aroma of food wafted throughout the cabin.

Tang Xin's little hand shook off the hot air soaked in water vapor and looked at the food.

The first dish is seafood porridge, rich seafood porridge wrapped in fresh shrimp body crab meat, shrimp body red, crab meat white and soft glutinous, as well as golden crab paste, fragrant, she can already imagine the taste of a sip of drink.

The second dish is like a Boston lobster with thick arms, the shrimp claws are as thick as the size of a palm, and the shrimp body is red as if it is grilled in a charcoal fire, and the aroma of barbecue and the tender taste of the shrimp itself are permeated all around.

Tang's saliva is about to flow out.

I guess she can eat enough pliers...... The third dish is a Buddha jumping over the wall, which is a yellow, crispy and even honey-colored roast chicken with a yellow, crispy and even honey-colored luster, but there is a hole in the belly, and it is stuffed with different ingredients stewed in the dish.

Whew, it's so fragrant.

Tang Xin wiped his saliva.

"Mr. Song, can you start eating?"

Tang Xin touched the spoon, and his eyes were red.

"Eat."

"Uhhh

Tang Xin first took a spoonful of seafood porridge and put it in his mouth.

With a brush of the two eyes, the starlight in the eyes exploded.

It's delicious, isn't it? "Is it delicious?"

The man looked at her playfully.

Tang Xinxiao wrapped a mouthful of seafood porridge in her mouth, and she couldn't say half a sentence, she nodded, gave a thumbs up to Song Qinbei, chewed and swallowed.

Song Qinbei looked at the woman in front of him who kept swallowing like a little hamster, and smiled: "Since you like it, eat more." ”

He helped Tang Xin peel off the spicy red Boston lobster.

After peeling out a little shrimp meat, he forked it with a fork, dipped it in a little hoisin sauce, and was about to hand it to Tang Xin's lips - "Mr. Song, Antezhu didn't eat lunch either, do you want to ask him to come in and eat something?" ”

Tang Xin chewed his food and said vaguely.

Song Qinbei handed the shrimp meat to her lips with one hand, and slowly put it into his mouth.

Tang Xin: ...... Didn't you just hand it to her? "The plane has autopilot, or I'll send him some food?"

Tang Xin said to himself.

Antesuke is so hard, hungry and tired driving, what if something happens? It seems that a few days ago, there was news that a celebrity had an accident on a private jet.

Song Qinbei's eyes were cold: "Since you care about him so much, why don't you open it for him?" ”

Tang Xin's eyes widened, "How can I fly a plane...... Mr. Song, are you kidding? ”

"Then eat obediently and shut up."

“…… Oh. ”

Tang Xin didn't know where to offend him, so he had to obediently close his mouth and chew the food.

Why do you feel that there is a faint sour smell in the air? At the same time, An Zuo, who was driving hungry in the cockpit, suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and he couldn't help sneezing.

…… After the two of them had eaten, the chef quickly cleaned up the food and the table, and even the air was sprayed with a faint refreshing smell of perfume.

Tang Xin ate and drank to his heart's content, lay on the seat, tilted his little head, and fell asleep after a while.

Song Qinbei listened to the shallow breathing of the woman next to him, and he saw that Tang Xin was asleep, and with his breathing, his curly and thick eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, and he was a little helpless.

Soon, the plane arrived at the United States International Airport.

"Boss, it's here."

After An Zuo parked the plane, he respectfully opened the cabin door.

Song Qinbei looked at Tang Xin and seemed to be asleep.

"Miss Tang,"

An Zuo poked his head inside, just about to remind Tang Xin.

Song Qinbei flew over with a cold eye knife - An Zuo immediately stopped his mouth.

Could it be that he was wrong? He just wanted to wake up Tang Xin.

An Zuo felt aggrieved, but he didn't say it.

In the next second, the scene in front of him made a straight man like An Zuo jaw-dropping!

I saw that the boss, who had always been noble and cold, actually bent over, personally scooped up the sleeping Tang Xin, held her in his arms, and covered her with a blanket intimately, so he hugged her off the plane with the posture of a princess - what is the situation? It's the first time I've seen a boss treat a woman so hard in so many years.