Kiss Husband: Sweet Wife Is a Little Crisp

Lingbi and Jiang Shu returned to China by plane at noon the next day. Xu Yizhi was also on the same flight and arrived at 5 am.

"Elvis, will I send you to the hotel first?" Because they had to stay in France for a day, they arranged for a carefully selected agent and Elvis to return home.

"You don't have to follow me." He plans to go home again later.

At the time of the security check, the coffin was smashing into the front of a familiar back.

The heart is a pain, remember it, is it a memory?

"Xu Yizhi, recall it."

Just as the name of the coffin shouted out, the broadcast at the airport overshadowed her voice.

"Visitors, now broadcast the announcement of the Civil Aviation Authority, prohibiting passengers from carrying liquids with them. Please ask passengers to check in all kinds of liquids, pastes and gels in advance, and prohibit passengers from using ticket exchanges. incidentally……"

Jiang Shu stood behind her and suddenly heard her shouting "Xu Yizhi". She suddenly became anxious, and the coffin must have admitted the wrong person.

This trip did not bring bodyguards. Jiang Shuyuan was worried that she would be recognized. As a result, Lingbi also took off her mask and shouted louder: "Xu Yizhi-"

The people around me immediately recognized her. "Hey~ Isn't this the star?"

"Wow, it’s a coffin, a coffin, my idol!"

Soon, the security check was surrounded by a large group of people taking pictures.

It also blocked the eyes of Xu Yizhi.

Just like, he seems to hear someone calling his name, waited for a while, only thought that it was just an illusion, then turned and left.

The staff in charge of the security inspection immediately recognized it, but because of the responsibility, the words that were in the heart were not mentioned, but they were seriously responsible for the inspection.

Being able to get close to her idol, her heart is extremely excited.

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Finally, after the inspection, the Lingbi did not take his suitcase and bag, and squeezed it to the crowd. "Sorry, borrowed, sorry..."

No matter where the coffin went, they took the phone to chase.

Jiang Shuhe and his assistant immediately picked up their luggage and chased them. "Sorry, please don't take pictures."

......

"叮咚-叮咚-"

When he heard the door bell ringing, Su Zhisheng immediately went to open the door. "Who?"

As soon as the door opened, it was self-sufficient, and the whole person became sluggish. "Recall - remember? Son?"

There was a trembling in Su Zhisheng’s voice, and he couldn’t believe it.

"Mom, I am back."

Su Zhisheng’s eyes were immediately wet. “Are you... alive or dead?”

Hearing his mother's strange way of asking questions, Xu Yizhi couldn't help but frown. In his memory, they only had not seen each other for two months.

"mom?"

Su Zhiyan carefully reached out and glanced at his face.

Why doesn't he look painless at all?

Just adding gravity, Xu Yizhi is reaching out and pulling her hand down, shouting again with dissatisfaction, "Mom."

"Son, you are still alive, how come you come back! Do you know that we all thought you were dead... You stupid boy, do not know to give us a voice when you are alive." Su Zhisheng burst into tears Full face.

Xu Yizhi slightly twisted his eyebrows. He seems to have made a mistake. He should come to his parents earlier.