A small round lump, brightly colored.

It doesn't fly high, it doesn't fly far, and its predation ability is very average.

Duan Baiting snuffed out his cigarette: "Practicing certificate? ”

She had already moved from her desk to the bed, her face buried in the quilt, and her voice was muffled: "Well, it should have been taken a long time ago." ”

He exercised his prerogatives as president: "I'll let the administration give you two months of paid leave, and you can prepare for the exam at home." ”

Song Wanyue's gloom because of her preparation for the exam was gone.

She should have been close to the receiver of her mobile phone, and her voice was particularly clear, mixed with the sea breeze.

It was as if she were not in bed at home, and he was not standing in the Indian Ocean, more than 3,000 kilometers away.

They were standing next to each other at the moment, and she was tiptoeing close to his ear, while he bent down intimately.

"How can Nong be good."

Wu's tone is soft and delicate.

He lowered his eyes and asked softly, "Nong?" ”

Song Wanyue was confident: "You are now the son-in-law of Shanghai, and you should also learn the local dialect of Shanghai." ”

He laughed for a moment.

Song Wanyue explained that sentence to him: "It means 'why are you so good?'" ”

She suppressed her voice, as if she was avoiding someone, "Duan Baiting, are you only so good to me, or are you so good to others?" ”

He told the truth: "No one thinks I'm good. ”

After a pause, his voice was a little muffled.

The sea breeze is howling, and the sound of hunting is sounding.

His voice seemed to sink into the depths of the ocean in an instant.

I don't know if I want to tell Song Wanyue or tell him to listen to myself.

"Before you."

But he knew that she was just telling a lie and turning it into a love story.

Duan Baiting did not debunk it, acting as one of the deceivers.

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On the day he returned to China, Song Wanyue did show up at the airport on time.

While the plane was still taxiing on the runway, he turned off the phone's airplane mode.

The moment the signal was restored, Song Wanyue's messages popped up in a row.

[Wanwan can't finish eating: wait for me to put on a beautiful makeup, and then I'll pick you up (●'?'] ●)。 】

[Wanwan can't finish eating: Let's go, there is a bit of a traffic jam today, and I may arrive a little late. 】

[Wanwan can't finish eating: I actually ran into an egg waffle seller and bought two copies. I don't know what you like to eat, buy matcha and mochi. 】

[Wanwan can't finish eating: I'm sorry, because it's so delicious, so I was spicy (*^_^* after eating both servings)]

[Wanwan can't finish eating: From the time I parked my car to the time I walked into the airport, I had already met five people who had accosted me. 】

[Wanwan can't finish eating: It's here, but depending on your flight information, it will be half an hour late. 】

[Wanwan can't finish eating: I'm next to the Roman column at Gate 12, and you can see me as soon as you come out.] 】

He read this long list of news one by one.

In the past, every time he went on a business trip, he would be surrounded by a lot of people. Special assistant and driver, his elite team.

If necessary, you will also bring a bodyguard.

This time, I made a temporary decision to return home early, so I landed at the airport alone.

Dubai has a subtropical climate, and the place where it is located is in the desert.

The temperature has remained above 40 degrees for a long time.

After getting off the plane, he put on his coat and mask as well.

I don't know who secretly stuffed a business card into his coat, and it slipped to the ground.

Champagne-colored pearlescent paper with the person's personal information on it.

He only glanced at it, bent down to pick it up, and wanted to throw it in the trash.

This action was caught by the people next to him.

Song Wanyue walked over, like a resentful woman who had witnessed adultery: "Tingting, you are too much." ”

Hearing a familiar voice, Duan Baiting lowered his eyes and looked ahead.

She wore a plain dress today, a white dress with a knitted cardigan.

Long curly hair tied into a high ponytail, a pair of light apricot Mary Jane leather shoes.

She has a delicate box-shaped nose, paired with the goose egg face of the small jasper, giving people a finely carved beauty.

She snatched her business card and read it out as she looked at it: "Bowman Art Curator." ”

She pouted, better than her.

After reading it, he returned the business card to him, crying with a sad face: "It's amazing, I can talk to you on a plane." ”

Seeing that she was about to cry, she didn't forget to put on the arrogant score of the eldest lady.

I saw through her coquettish demeanor. Duan Baiting smiled helplessly.

Holding the business card and throwing it into the trash: "Someone accidentally dropped it." ”

Song Wanyue was so coaxing and deceiving, and when she heard him say this, she held back the tears that were about to flow.

After a few seconds, he sensed that something was wrong.

"Why are you so hoarse? The last time I called, I was not so dumb. ”

Duan Baiting kept holding back his cough, and the feeling of a foreign body in his throat became more and more obvious, he pulled down his mask, drank a sip of water to moisten his throat, and said in a perfunctory voice: "Maybe I haven't rested well." ”

No wonder I've been wearing a mask all along.

Song Wanyue tiptoed to touch his forehead, and before Duan Baiting could put down the water bottle in his hand, the moment she approached, the seemingly absent jasmine fragrance spread out.

The airport is full of people, and everyone's purpose is very clear, those who catch the plane, those who leave the station, and those who are busy picking up people.

No one stayed.

The two of them seem to have become the center of the busy schedule.

It is temporarily frozen in this moment.

Her hands were unusually soft, as if they were boneless.

At such a close distance, she looked up and met him face to face, her cold white skin, so delicate that she couldn't see a single pore.

Eyelashes are curled to the roots.

The delicate eyebrows were furrowed together at this time, and she said, "You also said it's okay, you have a fever!" ”

Duan Baiting exercises all year round and has better physical fitness than ordinary people.

I rarely get sick, and even if I get sick, I can recover quickly.

The reason for the aggravation of the condition this time may be due to the lack of rest, the recent excessive socializing, and excessive drinking.

Just get some sleep.

He didn't take it to heart, and Aunt Qin didn't take it too seriously.

In the whole family, only Song Wanyue is like a great enemy.

"I have an older brother who had a fever when he was a child, and the family didn't pay much attention to it, so he burned and became a fool."

She looked serious and urged him to rest, "I don't want to have a stupid husband." ”

Duan Baiting was helpless: "I have a dinner at ten o'clock. ”

She said in a domineering tone: "Then push it!" ”

Duan Baiting looked at her with closed eyes.

Song Wanyue was a little weak when she saw this look.

She just ...... Dare to use that commanding tone to talk to Duan Baiting.

Although she was usually rude in front of him, those rudeness were carried out in a posture of looking up from the bottom up.

That is, she has always understood her position.

Perhaps in the household register, she is Duan Baiting's wife. But in this marriage, the Song family always pleaded more for him.

That's why Mom always feels indebted to her.

Originally, with Song Wanyue's family background and background, she could marry someone who was in line with her heart and had a happy relationship.

Live a married life with Qin Se and Ming, and raise eyebrows.

Instead of being like now, step by step, pleasing everywhere.

Seeing that her expression darkened, I didn't know what she was thinking.

Duan Baiting could see that she was always guarding a line, the line between him.

He explained: "I just want to go to the bathroom." ”

The look in her eyes, which she understood in every way, was meaningless.

After listening to his words, Song Wanyue's expression improved slightly.

She was still wearing the white dress, except for her cardigan.

After seeing the whole picture of the dress, I realized why she wanted to add an extra coat.

Thin suspenders, low neckline.