In the afternoon, Zheng Xiaolang went to the airport in person. Long Tengxiao sat next to Qingyi in the car. Qingyi was so angry that she rolled her eyes at him. She had never seen such an annoying bad peach blossom. She said that he was bad peach blossom because of him, and she always peach blossomed. Even though she knew she was angry, she still stuck to her. She also had his cynical attitude and unrestrained expression. Anyway, it was uncomfortable to look at it.

"Well, why are you waiting for whom?" Zheng Xiaolang pulled two suitcases and walked towards the sign-changing place. Qingyi stared blankly at the rotten Taohua placing several kilowatts of current there.

"Hey, CEO, are you wrong?" Seeing his elegant and slender figure, which was about to disappear into the crowd, she followed her closely.

They were in business class. Qingyi thought Zheng Xiaolang could take first class, but unexpectedly he actually took business class. "It's more comfortable to sit inside." He put his luggage on his side and let her in.

"Cover the blanket" he took a blanket in his hand and gently covered her. She was a little confused for a moment. How could he be so kind to her? Oh! By the way, he must be afraid that her health would affect this meeting.

He looked at the corner of her mouth with a sarcastic smile, knowing in his heart that she must have misunderstood something. He didn't explain anything, but just looked at her deeply with his eyes.

The evening dinner was a business meal on the plane. Looking at the shrimps on the plate, he peeled them one by one and put them on her plate. He then put the broccoli on her plate into his own bowl. Qingyi was stunned. How could he know that he didn't like to eat broccoli? She always hated broccoli, and it was absolutely uncomfortable to smell the fresh air of broccoli.

His considerate made her feel pampered. But soon she reminded herself in her heart that Wen Qingyi should not dream, and that when you wake up, you will suffer more severely.

"If you feel uncomfortable, drink some water, many people will be airsick." The sharp black eyes were filled with concern at this moment. Her heart shook slightly again, and a subtle feeling spread in her heart. She liked the feeling of being loved, liked his gentle gaze, and her clear shadow reflected in her eyes.

"Thank you." Qingyi took the water he handed over, and the two of them touched each other for a moment. She seemed to be scalded and immediately took back her hand.

"I'm still afraid of me." He asked carefully, as if he was afraid of her answer, and a faint expectation appeared in his eyes.

Qingyi didn't look at him and turned her eyes to the clouds outside. He was the kind of man who was so excellent that he could be called the best. But who was in his heart? Ouyang Fen or Feng Lian? His thoughts were a little confused for a moment, just like the flowing clouds outside, which looked so real, but when he reached out, he just grabbed it, he just flowed through his fingers. His temper towards her was sometimes good and sometimes bad, and it was difficult for her to guess the true thoughts in his heart. She was too simple, and a simple smile could tell her thoughts.

After getting off the plane, it was dark in the United States. But the phone rang at this time, and it was a strange phone call. She looked at it and closed it, thinking in her mind who probably called the wrong one.

"Your phone rings again." Zheng Xiaolang, who was dragging his suitcase, stopped and waited slowly for her.

"I called the wrong number, a strange number." She closed it again, and after thinking about it, she simply turned off the machine and reached out to take her suitcase from him. Although he was a man, he was leisurely and leisurely, asking him to pull two boxes, which was really hard to see.

When they got outside, there was a car coming to pick them up. Both of them sat in the back seat and smelled each other. The faint male hormone aura on his body stirred her tired sensory nerves. They moved to the side inadvertently.

"I'm so afraid of me. We will raise children together in the future." Seeing her hair hanging down to her cheeks, he stretched out his slender fingers and gently pinned her hair behind his ears. Qingyi heard him sigh, and she turned her head to look at him. He had closed his eyes. His eyelashes were rolling up long, and she couldn't help but think of Beibei's eyes. The baby and Beibei's eyes were very long. When they were in the United States, foreign girls liked to look at their eyelashes the most.

"I missed my children, and they were discharged from the hospital in a week. We just went back and you will see them at that time." He seemed to have the ability to understand people's minds.

His voice was low and sexy, and she rarely heard his emotional words. On weekdays, they were always disgusted with each other, so even if his voice sounded nicely, it sounded like a magical sound to her. Today, it was very surprised and it sounded very comfortable.

When I arrived at the hotel, she had already had dinner on the plane and had no appetite, so she didn't want to eat anymore. After taking a shower, I wanted to go over and ask him what time to get up tomorrow.

He knocked on the door and stood at the door. He had wet hair, a white bath towel surrounded by his body, his hair was dripping with water, and his body exuded a faint lemon fragrance. His whole body was sexy and unruly and his usual indifference seemed to have become two people. "Come in." He turned his back and let her in.

"I just want to..." She was still hesitating whether to leave his room immediately. After all, the lonely man and the widow are prone to association. Besides, it seems that it is not the time to come now.

"I'll let you in, you have bad ears." He turned around, reached out and pulled her, and kicked her with one foot. She rushed into his arms without standing firmly.

Under the light, his eyes were bright and charming, not as deep as usual and unpredictable as they were. He reached out and gently stroked her lips. Then his hand reached behind her head and pressed her against the wall. He pressed his lips down, and his tongue cleverly pushed her open.

His kiss had no rules, his breath was messy, and the tip of his tongue was tightly wrapped around her tongue, as if he wanted to embed her into her body. The kiss became more and more crazy, and the heavy breath was mixed with a certain desire. His body tightly pressed against her body, and then he picked her up and walked towards the bed.

Qingyi's whole body was numb by his kiss, as if her soul had been unconsciously broken. Her hands were wrapped tightly around his neck. "Qingyi, give it to me." His hands had already untied her clothes neatly, rubbed her soft body with his hard body, and he rubbed her tightly on the bed.

"Dingling." The phone call on the table began to remember. He kicked the phone to the ground and pressed her tightly with his body. At this moment, he was just thinking about asking her.

The phone rang out, "The phone rang out." Qingyi suddenly woke up, pushed him away suddenly, pulled his clothes and ran out.

Zheng Xiaolang smiled bitterly, but he didn't expect that he would be so anxious. If it weren't for the phone just now, he would probably have been unable to control his possession. Every inch of her skin seemed to be greeting him with caresses. The skin that was as smooth as a cream was as tender as a baby.

When she returned to her room, Qingyi was both ashamed and annoyed. What was wrong with her? How could she lose her mind with just one kiss. She almost gave herself to him just now, but how did he view her? She was so embarrassed that she covered her head tightly with the quilt, tomorrow, how would she see him tomorrow?

Before he could sleep, he actually received a call from Mu Lanxuan. "Qingyi, I heard that you are on a business trip with Xiaolang. When will you come back? Be careful of your health and don't forget to drink more water..." He told her in a tone of his expectant boyfriend, carefully urged her and cared for her.

She smiled bitterly, whether such care and reminders would cost her a price, she was really scared.

"A week." She looked at her phone in a daze. After all, why did she forget that there was another Mu Lanxuan?

The breakfast is a buffet breakfast provided by the hotel. Today he regained his indifferent expression. Qingyi simply doubted whether he was his clone yesterday.

"I'm finished eating, I'm going to attend the meeting." He said in a faint tone, lowering his head and eating coffee bread and buttered bread. Qingyi doesn't like butter and hates the greasy taste, so she just drank some coffee and ate bread with cheese.

"Yes." She responded softly, her face feeling a little suspicious.

"How did you sleep last night?" He got close, the smell of coffee in his mouth lingering between her nose.

"Thank you, I'm fine. How did the president sleep last night?" Qingyi smiled brightly, with bright flowers blooming in her eyes.

Zheng Xiaolang did not answer her again, but just replied to her thoughtful look, with an unfathomable luster rippling deep in her eyes.

During the meeting, Qingyi truly saw his ability. He is indeed a cold-blooded Satan in the mall. He never delays his work and does whatever he should do. Even when talking about cooperation, he clearly has a big advantage but seems to have suffered a loss. He can make a seemingly impossible profit while chatting and laughing, so that he can make himself the biggest profiter.

"Ms. Wen, I have something to do together to attend the celebration party in the evening. Miss Wen will discuss it." The person who talked to her was the female CEO of their side. She was tall, but had a delicate figure. She had a delicate face, a pair of big blue eyes, bright and plump lips, a high nose, and a high cheekbones. As her head turned gently, her golden hair swayed in front of her eyes, which could really stir up the visual nerves.

It is hard to guess her age. The smile on her face is as charming and elegant as a thirty-year-old woman. But her dress is as mature as a 40-year-old woman. She is a typical European beauty, a real beauty who combines beauty and maturity and nobility.

"She is Sen's mother." Zheng Xiaolang gently pinched her palm on the table.
Chapter completed!