He's an outsider after all, so it's not good to bother.

took off his coat, put it on Song Wanyue's shoulder, and said softly: "I'll wait for you next to you, and I'll come directly when it's over." ”

Song Wanyue nodded: "Okay." ”

Duan Baiting lit a cigarette outside the pavilion not far away, and his gaze casually fell on the direction they were.

Today is quite lively, crowded with people, and he can vaguely see Song Wanyue.

She seemed to be very busy, occasionally squatting down and disappearing, occasionally standing up, and carefully lighting the incense candle in her hand.

Today is Grandpa Zhou's death day, and they also swept the graves of Zhou Wenyang's other relatives by the way.

Song Wanyue was afraid that Zhou Wenyang would be upset, so she kept gagging and chatting about something out of tune.

"My husband is handsome, right?"

The tone is like showing off.

The action of sweeping the tomb stopped, and Zhou Wenyang frowned quietly.

Didn't answer.

Song Wanyue said to herself: "But the two of you shouldn't be friends, and your personalities are too different. ”

Probably thinking her words were funny, he really sneered: "Why should I be friends with him?" ”

Song Wanyue was asked by him.

Also.

According to Zhou Wenyang's previous temperament, what he hated most was people like Duan Baiting.

And Duan Baiting doesn't necessarily like him.

She was afraid that Duan Baiting would wait too long, and she would move quickly throughout the whole process.

But there are so many places to sweep the graves, and it still takes a lot of time no matter how fast it is.

After not seeing her for a few days, Xiao Biesheng was newly married, and she ran to find Duan Baiting and threw herself into his arms.

He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyebrows.

Only then did I see the tiredness in his eyes.

She was so distressed that she stroked the pale cyan under his eyes with her hand: "Why don't you take a good rest at home, haven't you slept all night?" It must be tiring. ”

After she finished touching it, he slowly put his glasses back on: "It's okay." I'll go to a nearby hotel and open a room and lie down for a while. ”

Song Wanyue raised his left hand and looked at the time on his watch.

"Aren't you going to see my parents?"

"It's too rushed. Nothing was prepared. And I have to return to Beicheng in the evening, which is too hasty. His voice was gentle, "When I'm done with these days, I'll pay a formal visit when the time comes." ”

Song Wanyue nodded: "You wait for me for a while, I'll go to the bathroom." ”

The bathroom was nearby, and not long after Song Wanyue left, Zhou Wenyang came over with her scarf.

It was left in his car yesterday when I drove him home.

People who didn't see Song Wanyue could only give it to Duan Baiting and ask him to hand it over on his behalf.

The soft scarf was clutched in the palm of his hand, and the man whispered thanks.

Too calm eyes, eyes are very pale color. Because he is too calm, he has more condescending arrogance.

Zhou Wenyang didn't stay long, turned around and left.

Only then did Duan Baiting retract his gaze and look at the scarf in his hand that still had residual warmth.

It was Zhou Wenyang who had his hands stained when he brought it over.

Duan Baiting walked to the trash can and threw it in without changing his face.

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Song Wanyue went to the toilet and specially touched up her makeup before coming over: "Have you waited for a long time?" ”

Duan Baiting shook his head, and after she got into the car, he turned sideways to fasten her seat belt.

Apologize to her lightly, the scarf, he forgot to take.

Song Wanyue thought about it for a while, she seemed to be wearing a scarf yesterday, and when she got in the car, she picked it up and threw it in the back row.

She was still a little reluctant: "That scarf is very expensive. ”

When he buckled her seat belt and straightened up, he gently kneaded her face: "I will give you ten identical ones." ”

Song Wanyue suddenly smiled, and climbed his neck with both hands: "Ten of the same is a waste, I want ten different." ”

He dropped a kiss on her lips: "Okay." ”

I drove to the neighborhood for a meal, and the place to eat was chosen by Song Wanyue.

said that he wanted him to taste the local food of Shanghai.

It can be seen that he doesn't like it, so he put down his chopsticks after eating two bites.

Duan Baiting's taste is light, and he doesn't like it if it's too salty, too spicy and too sweet.

He's a picky man, and if he doesn't like it, he'd rather go hungry than bend down.

Song Wanyue muttered quietly, how could he be more squeamish than her.

Duan Baiting was indeed a little sleepy, in the past, when he traveled between the two countries, the time difference was reversed, and he had never been so tired as he is today.

casually opened a room near the place where he ate, took off his clothes, and hugged Song Wanyue and fell into a deep sleep.

The sleep didn't last long, only two hours of sleep.

He seems to have a biological clock in his body, and he wakes up at the same time.

Within a few minutes of waking up, he pressed the person in his arms under him.

Song Wanyue was stripped clean, and asked him dissatisfiedly: "You came all the way to sleep, do you just want to sleep with me?" ”

"I want to see you." His voice was hoarse, and he kissed her neck affectionately, "Take a nap by the way." ”

Chapter 42

She slept long enough that she was so sore and weak that he pushed her back into his arms and trembled.

When it was close to take-off time, Duan Baiting was willing to let her go.

I went to the bathroom and took a shower, then I got dressed and ready to leave.

Song Wanyue said that she wanted to send him, but he also refused.

She hadn't recovered yet, her body was extremely sensitive, and she trembled at the slightest touch.

Duan Baiting reflected on himself It seems that he was really too unrestrained just now.

"The airport is too far away. You sleep for a while and rest. ”

Song Wanyue nodded obediently, sat on the bed, and raised her chin towards him.

He lowered his eyes, and his eyes darkened and darkened.

Eventually, I came over, put my arms around her, bowed my head and kissed her.

It wasn't until the kiss was over that she reluctantly said goodbye to him.

In the days that followed, Song Wanyue continued to talk to him every day.

The dynamics of the circle of friends are also updated very frequently, and the children at home have come back one after another.

Get together all day.

Today's game, tomorrow's game.

Duan Baiting received several messages on her mobile phone, which were the consumption records of her skiing.

At the same time, her circle of friends has also been updated.

It's a few pictures of her wearing ski goggles and holding her skis in the snow.

There is also a group photo in the back, where the two people have their backs to the blue sky and are smiling brightly.

It's all girls, and it's supposed to be her friend named Shizuka.

The woman came with refreshments and stepped aside respectfully.

She had a wound on her face, and she looked like she had been smashed by something.

Su Ru came over after answering the phone, looked indifferent, sat down opposite him, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

I asked him about his recent situation, the company and his family.

Duan Baiting replied very officially: "It's all right." ”

Su Ru raised his eyes, and had indifferent eyebrows similar to him, with a sneer: "Your grandmother asked you to come?" ”

He also took a sip of tea, felt it was too astringent, and put it down.

"Hmm."

Su Ru sneered: "Later, you still have to go to your father's?" ”

Still nodding, he took off his glasses and wiped them slowly: "Come to you in the morning, go to him in the afternoon." ”

The wiping action was careless, and after putting it back on, he raised his eyes to look at her.

The eyes under the lenses returned to the ancient well.

He is not very nearsighted, and has some slight astigmatism, so he does not focus much when looking at people.

Look, cold-blooded.

After putting on the glasses, all that is left is cold-bloodedness.

Su Ru didn't like his son, and he couldn't tell how he felt, and he was married to his father at the beginning.