Jiang Muye's kiss was overwhelming, and between tossing and turning, An Xiaoxiao only felt difficult to breathe.

It wasn't until she pinched Jiang Muye's arm that he couldn't stop, lowered his head to look at her, and his voice was hoarse and deep: "If you mention those obscure words in front of me again in the future, I will kiss you like today until you are satisfied." ”

An Xiaoxiao's pink lips pursed slightly, her slightly red cheeks became more and more shy, and her bright eyes blinked and whispered, "Got it." ”

She struggled to get up, Jiang Muye hugged her waist tightly, and from a closer distance, An Xiaoxiao's eyelashes were long, and with the blink of an eye, they were like a butterfly wing, scratching at the bottom of his heart.

After being silent for a moment, he looked at her seriously: "Xiaoxiao, why don't you give it to me until now?" ”

An Xiaoxiao was startled, and the struggling movements suddenly froze, this problem still came after all.

She lowered her head: "I...... I...... Not ready yet. ”

Jiang Muye: "...... I don't accept this excuse, I don't care at all, and I want to think about it again. ”

"I ...... I want to wait until it's a natural ...... We don't have any dislike for each other...... Wasn't it better at that time? ”

An Xiaoxiao was a little anxious, she was not good at lying, this question was already out of line, making her feel that her brain was burning.

In the past, she also thought that this kind of thing would happen naturally when the two were in love, and she didn't exclude it so much.

And apparently she is still too optimistic about the degree of self-control between men and women in marriage.

She thought that this kind of mutual affection would naturally come at least a year later or beyond, so that she would have enough time to wait for the outcome of the event.

But right now, it's less than half a year......

She was already at a loss.

Jiang Muye stared at her seriously for a while, and saw that her eyes were gradually covered with mist, and her appearance of wanting to cry was particularly pitiful.

He sighed and let go of the hand that was holding her, and said in a low voice, "I'll wait for your water to be done." ”

An Xiaoxiao bit her lip and said thank you, and then ran upstairs as if she were running away, at a fast speed.

Looking at her back disappearing at the top of the stairs, Jiang Muye reached out and pinched her eyebrows, what kind of secret was hidden in her water?

Jiang Muye suddenly thought that she never seemed to have mentioned her father in front of him, including Yu Lin.

He had never heard her say that she was going to her father's grave, not even after the two got married.

Is there a connection between this?

A flash of inspiration flashed in Jiang Muye's mind, and a vague thought flashed and passed quietly, so fast that he didn't catch it.

He felt as if he had missed something important, so much so that the truth seemed to be in a fog.

But he suddenly thought that when he wanted to go further in the past, An Xiaoxiao always said that he was not ready.

This time, she even thought hard to name a few meaningless reasons.

What does this mean?

It shows that she is also shaken, but there is a firm reason that prevents her from accepting her further.

"Doodoo Dot ......"

The sound of the mobile phone vibrating interrupted Jiang Muye's thoughts, and he glanced at it, the strange number, from country M.

He picked up: "LLO." ”

A woman's chuckle came from the other end of the phone, followed by a hearty and neat voice: "Makino, I'm Ye Zhenzhen." ”

The name swirled around in Jiang Muye's mind, and finally locked on a vague figure, and he asked, "Something?" ”

Ye Zhenzhen seemed to have expected his coldness, and her tone was still full of smiles: "I heard that the Jiang family is recruiting a marketing director recently? Don't know if I have the qualifications? ”

"This matter is being operated by the human resources department, you can submit your resume to the past, besides, ......"

Jiang Muye paused: "Wouldn't it be better for you to go directly to Ye Bo for this matter?" ”

"You don't know that he is an old man, it is impossible for him to be favoritism, and it is impossible in this life."

Ye Zhenzhen still smiled: "In this case, I will directly submit my resume." ”

Jiang Muye's tone was light: "Okay." ”

Ye Zhenzhen's interest in chatting was undiminished: "You don't ask me when I will return to China?" You don't care too much about me, do you? I'm also your childhood sweetheart. ”

Jiang Muye was silent for a moment and said, "I'm not good at embarrassing conversations. ”

Ye Zhenzhen on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then laughed: "Makino, you are really still as cold as when you were a child, and you have no patience for girls. ”

Impatient with girls? Jiang Muye thought that An Xiaoxiao might be an exception.

"Okay, knowing you're busy, I won't disturb your rest, we'll see you next week." Ye Zhenzhen's tone was as hearty as ever.

Jiang Muye responded: "Goodbye." ”

Hanging up the phone, Ye Zhenzhen stood by the window with her mobile phone in her hand, sighed slightly and smiled for a moment.

In any case, he is about to return to the bosom of the motherland, meet the person he misses, and fulfill the wish he made when he was a child, and stand by his side with an identity that can match him.

This already made Ye Zhenzhen feel very much looking forward to it.

……

On the outskirts of Jinghai, the grass is green, the air is fresh, the yellow spring flowers bloom all over the road, and the wind sends out a sweet aroma, and the scenery is particularly charming.

The 48-seater tourist bus was full of retired elderly people from the Jiang Group, who were looking at the scenery outside the window with great interest and chatting with great interest.

This is the first batch of members, and in the next ten days, Tian'an Xiaoxiao will take these old naughty children to the mountains and rivers every day with Wu Ziling.

Sounds great, doesn't it?

It's a pity that the ideal is plump, and the reality is the backbone.

Before retiring, these old urchins were engaged in management or technical backbone work in key positions in the Jiang Group, and they were most happy to have rounds of debates on various phenomena encountered in the process of tourism.

No, as soon as the car stopped at the picnic site, two groups of people began to have a new round of debate about whether the place was suitable for a picnic.

"It's not good, it's not good, it's low-lying, and it's not good when it rains."

"Old man Ding thinks a lot, the sky is clear today, where can it rain, the scenery here is the best, the view is excellent, it is the most suitable place for a picnic."

“……”

Wu Ziling rubbed his head: "Xiaoxiao, can you handle it?" ”

An Xiaoxiao looked at her and volunteered: "Leave it to me, you go and arrange for your colleagues to unload things." ”

Wu Ziling patted her on the shoulder: "It's up to you." ”

An Xiaoxiao took out the patience of coaxing the old man Jiang, and after only half an hour of dealing with a group of old stubborns, everyone began to enjoy the scenery happily, and began to take pictures, record videos or sing and dance in groups.

When Wu Ziling came over with the staff, she saw an exceptionally harmonious scene, which made her feel very surprised.

"How did you do that, little?"

An Xiaoxiao: "Actually, the old gentlemen are not really fighting for right or wrong, they just need attention." I downloaded short video software to their mobile phones, and they learned it as soon as they learned it, and the subsequent works they shot will have competitions according to the number of likes, so everyone is very active and starts to show their enthusiasm. ”

Wu Ziling gave her a thumbs up: "Praise." ”

In the afternoon, as the sun set, everyone took one last group photo on the grass and drove back.

On the way, An Xiaoxiao sat in the front row, and after a while, an old man came over to stuff her business card: "Xiaoxiao, this is my grandson's business card, the leader of the IT department, he is very handsome, you think about ......it."

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