Landing On My Heart

Fanwaiju

"At 9:30 in the morning, Miss Zheng left Jiangcheng for the Netherlands."

After the secretary finished speaking, Yan'an looked up at the clock. It was ten o'clock by now.

Very well, when he opened his eyes, his wife was flying out of Asia again.

Yan'an sat in the office for a long time, then suddenly smiled silently.

Boring.

In the afternoon, I was still invited by those friends.

Yan'an was the first to arrive. Looking at the empty box, I thought of my own empty villa inexplicably.

Zheng Youan should still be on the plane right now.

Later Ji Yan said that his "wife ran away again", he really felt like that.

There really is a feeling of wealthy and abandoned husband.

After leaving the table in the evening, Ji Yan and Zhu Dong walked ahead, and Yan An and Fu Mingyu were one step behind.

When Fu Mingyu got on the bus, Yan'an heard him tell the driver to go to the airport.

Yan An laughed, "Twenty-four filial piety husband, at this point, I still go to the airport to pick up people. Are they underage or something?"

Fu Mingyu rolled down the car window completely, half propped his arm, and looked sideways.

"It's better than someone who wants to be filial and has no place to show it."

Yan An: "..."

The car slowly stopped in front of Yan'an. He stood at the door and sneered: "I don't have your spare time."

It was cool in winter, and Yanan didn't close the car windows.

He closed his eyes, and a cool breeze came in, but he couldn't get rid of his boredom.

When the car arrived in the city, he opened his eyes and said, "Go to the bank of Chenghu Lake."

There is wine by the river, and there are groups of beautiful women.

Yan An waved his hand and wrapped up the entire open-air restaurant, sitting quietly by himself, and the beautiful singer on the stage sang for him alone.

The singing was tactful, and the singer twisted his waist, winking like waves.

Yan'an closed her eyes, tapping her fingers lightly to the music beat, feeling happy.

This was not enough. He recorded a small video and sent it to Fu Mingyu, which was a bit of showing off.

"Come on? This singer is very beautiful."

A few minutes later, Fu Mingyu returned a voice.

Yan An started listening, but it was Ruan Sixian's voice.

"President Yan, I am jealous that Shihang's recent stocks are too good. Want to unfairly compete and let me kill Fu Mingyu?"

Yan An didn't answer, and sneered.

Wife is strict.

But smiling and laughing, the corners of this mouth became stiff.

Yan'an turned around and looked around. Eight of the ten people passing by were lovers.

And he was sitting here alone, with four or five waiters standing around, how strange it looked.

Boring.

Yan An paid the money and got up and left.

More than half a month passed from such a leisurely life.

There is nothing wrong with it. Drink as much as you want, go wherever you want, and live in which room he wants to live in such a big house.

Unlike some people who are busy from morning till night, they have to pick up their wife at the airport.

Breaking a cup is still trembling, always worrying that I will sleep in the second bedroom.

This afternoon, Yan An went to the airport to check the conditions of the apron. It happened that Fu Mingyu was also there.

The two stood side by side, watching the maintenance crew do the mooring work, Fu Mingyu's cell phone kept ringing amid the noisy machine noise.

Yanan was very annoying.

"Can you turn off the ringtone? Does it bother you?"

Fu Mingyu: "What should I do if I can't hear my wife's call after turning off the ringtone?"

Yan An: "..."

Fu Mingyu: "Sorry, forget, you don't have this trouble."

Yan An's eyes were stagnant, and suddenly she couldn't speak.

Fu Mingyu responded to the news while saying: "Sometimes no matter how busy you are at work, you have to answer your wife's phone at any time, otherwise...In fact, sometimes I envy you."

"is it?"

Yan An turned and walked towards the exit, "Then you get divorced."

As soon as I left here, I met Ruan Sixian in the airport crew passage.

She was about to get on the plane and came to meet Yan'an.

"President Yan, come to the airport so early?"

Yan An didn't speak, Ruan Sixian tilted her head and said mysteriously: "Aren't you going to Europe?"

"Who said this?"

Yan An raised his eyebrows, "Am I free?"

Ruan Sixian touched her nose, "Um", not knowing what to say.

"Ah, husband!" She suddenly raised her head and waved to the people behind.

Feeling that Fu Mingyu was walking towards this side, Yanan was too lazy to make sense, and then left.

But after walking a few steps, he still couldn't help but look back.

Gee.

Siamese babies are you?

People who are almost 30 hugged.

Did not see.

But why is it so sad.

How come the fate of the same president of an airline company is so different.

Yan An slowly returned to the Beihang Building.

After a day's work, he still finds it interesting to make money.

When he was about to go home, he suddenly remembered that tomorrow is Zheng Youan's birthday.

However, according to Zheng Youan's time zone, it is now her birthday.

He thought about it, but he still had to say something to her.

But as soon as I opened the two-person dialog box, I saw the sentence "Brother Yanan, I seemed to have broken your clothes last night, I went to Europe to buy you exactly the same one to pay you!" .

Forget it.

Yan An exited the dialog box.

Zheng Youan didn't say a word to him after running for half a month, why should he send a message.

However, after shaking for a while, he was idle, but he was idle and went to browse Zheng Youan's circle of friends.

Very good, nothing is updated.

Even for her birthday, she is quiet, and it seems that she is not having a good time in Europe.

Yan'an's mood calmed down again.

That night, he received a deduction message from the bank, which was his secondary card.

Consumption is not low.

This was the first time Zheng Youan swiped his card after half a month.

Did you really buy him a shirt?

If so, Yanan felt that he could forgive Zheng Youan.

The little girl is shy, it's normal to be coaxed on the bed by him so that it is difficult to face him.

"Arrange for me a driver."

Yan'an instructed the secretary, "By the way, what about the necklace you asked you to order?"

"It has been delivered to your home, but no one."

When the secretary finished speaking, just about to leave, Yanan stopped her again.

"Forget it, I drive myself."

The secretary nodded, looked at Yan'an, and stopped talking.

This secretary is a newcomer, and is mainly responsible for the daily chores of Yan An, and basically does not start work.

The little girl is attentive and cautious, and even Zheng Youan's affairs are usually arranged and properly posted.

"What?" Yan'an asked, "Is there anything else?"

The secretary licked the corner of her mouth, took out her mobile phone, and said tremblingly: "Ms. Zheng posted a circle of friends this morning. I feel that she may have forgotten to block me."

Yan'an: "What?"

The secretary showed him the cell phone.

The small photos crowded a lot of people.

Zheng Youan sat in the middle of the sofa, and a few girls stood behind her friends.

And she is surrounded by five, six, seven, eight... a blue-eyed macho without a shirt, holding a birthday cake and champagne, with a small light sign on his head, which is "happybirthdayanna".

With text: Grow up on time! New one year old and new cute! Thank you for coming to a foreign country to celebrate my birthday and love you! ~

The corners of Yan'an's eyes twitched.

For a while, I didn't know where to get angry.

Because this **** can anger him everywhere.

New one year old and new cute? !

Love you fucking? !

I don't even know that your English name is Annie!

He co-authored hundreds of thousands and ordered eight muscular men to accompany her on her birthday, but the person who paid the money was blocked? !

For a moment, Yan'an's blood pressure soared to the point where he needed to call 120.

"Frozen her card for me!"

The secretary nodded quickly and said yes.

Yan An sat down and smoked a cigarette.

Calm down, no, just calm down.

He held his chest, took a few deep breaths, and then told the secretary: "Arrange a flight for me. I'm going to Europe."

At eight o'clock in the night at the moment.

The secretary said: "It's gone now. The nearest flight will be at 9 o'clock tomorrow night."

Yan An: "You won't arrange a private jet!"

The secretary was shocked by Yan'an's anger and took two steps back.

But Yan'an picked up her jacket and left, slamming the door.

The secretary looked at the door grievously.

"Yes, but your wife left on your private jet..."

Zheng Youan just woke up from the hotel bed at this time.

She stared at the ceiling, reluctant to get up for a long time.

Emptiness, the whole person is emptiness.

Yesterday, a few good friends learned that she was in Europe and quietly came over to give her a surprise.

Surprise surprise, she also has to treat her friends well.

Have a party and celebrate.

But even her friend flew all the way, and her husband didn't even have a word.

Although it was in name... No, now it is more than just the husband in name.

Zheng Youan rolled over irritably.

All night, she hoped that Yan'an would say "Happy Birthday" to her, but was afraid that Yan'an would say this to her.

After waiting for most of the day, her brain twitched, she ordered eight models and took a special photo.

I wanted to post the Moments to Yan'an only to see, but I was afraid that Yan'an found that there was no common friend's likes and comments and became suspicious, so he only set it up to his secretary.

But after so long, Yan An didn't react.

Maybe his secretary saw it and didn't dare to tell him.

The saddest thing was that she realized that she didn't have that much money when she checked out.

She is no longer the former Miss Zheng. She dare not ask for money at will, and she has to swipe her husband's card.

It's so boring.

Zheng Youan sat up slowly, staring at her unkempt self in the mirror for a while.

No, you can't behave like a wealthy abandoned woman.

Birthday! My birthday!

Even plastic couples have to say "Happy Birthday"!

When I didn’t get married two years ago, I even asked someone to give a gift. Why don’t I even have a word when I have a marriage certificate?

The more Zheng Youan thinks about it, the more angry he gets, and his hair almost stands up.

Yan'an, let me tell you, send me a message within ten seconds, or you will have no wife.

Zheng Youan took out the phone and stared at the screen.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, nine, eight, seven, nine, eight, seven..."

I don't know how many counts down, Zheng Youan's cell phone finally rang.

——Account freezing information from the bank.

"hiss--"

Zheng Youan clearly heard the sound of her gasping.

When the Yan'an people arrived at the airport, the secretary called tremblingly to tell him the situation.

well.

Yan An smiled.

He stood quietly in the business terminal, staring at the large glass, looking at the reflection inside, but said nothing.

The person behind me tried to talk several times, but he dared not speak.

"President Banquet, how about arranging a World Airlines flight for you?"

The secretary said cautiously, "Take off at nine o'clock tomorrow evening, and it's noon to get off the plane over there."

"no need."

Yan An put up the phone.

I ran away in my plane, spent my money to have a beautiful boy, and want me to travel all the way to Europe to find you?

Zheng Youan, let me tell you.

That's not impossible.

Two minutes later, Fu Mingyu received a WeChat in his mobile phone.

[Yan'an]: Yes? Borrow a plane?

Zheng Youan's little sisters hadn't left yet, so they went to her hotel again in the afternoon to find her, but they were no longer there.

I called her to ask, but she didn't answer.

Even her assistant Pei Qing lives in the hotel alone, and doesn't know where Zheng Youan is going.

But everyone was not very worried, because when she was leaving, she went to the front desk to explain how to clean her room carefully.

She thinks the quilt is a bit rough.

In fact, Zheng Youan just went out alone.

The Netherlands is where Van Gogh and Rembrandt were born, and the capital Amsterdam has the best art museums in the world, so Zheng Youan is familiar with this country.

She went to the National Museum of the Netherlands, and also to the Van Gogh Museum, and later unknowingly walked into the red light district.

She just felt too cold if she didn't pay attention to the landscape.

Why is this ghost place so cold!

After walking to the river and sneezing, Zheng Youan squatted down to doubt life.

It was too miserable, she never thought that her future would be so miserable.

She rolled the sheets with her legal husband, but did not dare to face him, and ran faster than anyone else.

Now she is obviously a wealthy abandoned woman who has a family and cannot return.

It’s not that I have never seen other plastic couples when I grow up. People should at least spend money, and her plastic husband didn’t even have a birthday greeting, and he actually frozen his bank card!

Zheng Youan fainted after thinking about it.

In the evening, the water bus in the canal ushered in another peak.

Zheng Youan also bought a ticket, but it is just a traditional boat that can only accommodate two people.

She sat up alone, to the very end.

Ugh.

Zheng Youan sighed heavily.

"Beauty, are you here alone to play?"

She was talking to another Chinese tourist on the same boat. The man was handsome, but he had long hair and curled curls. He looked like a Dick cowboy.

Zheng Youan nodded and said nothing.

"You're pretty bold." Dick Cowboy leaned closer, "Are you afraid of yourself?"

"What are you afraid of?" Zheng Youan said blankly. "Isn't Amsterdam the safest city in Europe?"

Dick Cowboy looked at her and smiled, "It looks like you are in a bad mood and come out to relax?"

Seeing her staring at her phone again, Dick Cowboy understood everything, "Have a fight with your boyfriend?"

Zheng Youan: "I don't have a boyfriend."

"Oh, so..." Dick Cowboy pursed his lips, and slowly took out his phone, "Then can we add a WeChat? I'm here to play alone, I'm here to take pictures, if you're fine, I I can also take pictures of you."

"Yes." Zheng Youan nodded, "If my husband doesn't mind."

Dick Cowboy: "..."

He slowly retracted the phone again, "Not necessary."

It was too late, and Zheng Youan had already taken out his mobile phone to give Yanan a voice.

"There is a man who really wants to add me to WeChat, take pictures or something, do you mind?"

Dick Cowboy: "..."

Didn't really think about it.

When the news was sent, Zheng Youan clicked and listened to it by himself, and regretted it again.

What is this?

It's OK not to interfere in private life.

It was not more than two minutes before she quickly withdrew the news.

Dick Cowboy quietly moved away, Zheng Youan raised his head and looked over, "Can you lend me a tissue?"

For some reason, she suddenly wanted to cry.

I feel as if I'm caught by something.

"Oh, I'm looking for..." Dick Cowboy felt all over, only to find a crumpled toilet paper, "Here."

Zheng Youan didn't dislike that this paper was a bit dirty, so he wiped his eyes carelessly.

Fortunately, she went out today without makeup.

Although she is a married woman, Dick Cowboy looked at Zheng Youan a bit miserable, and quickly changed herself as a friend of women and moved back.

"Little sister, quarreled with your husband?"

Zheng Youan nodded.

A few days ago, her friend came to accompany her on her birthday, but she didn't say anything.

In the face of a stranger, she has more desire to talk.

"Then if you don't mind, you can tell me, I will solve you." Dick Cowboy said, "but we don't add WeChat, really."

how to say?

Zheng Youan thought for a while. The origin of her emotions seemed to be that Yanan didn't give her a birthday wish.

"My birthday, he didn't say happy birthday to me."

Dick Cowboy: "That's it?"

Zheng Youan: "That's it."

Dick Cowboy was silent for a long time, thinking that it was too difficult for women to engage.

Without saying a birthday blessing, I was so angry that I came to a foreign country alone, and I was still learning Lin Daiyu here.

Zheng Youan looked at him with tearful eyes, "Isn't it too much?"

"It's too much." Dick Cowboy said, "Get a divorce."

Zheng Youan: "That's how you solved it?"

"Oh." Dick Cowboy took out a piece of paper from his bag and stuffed it to Zheng Youan, "You see, you can't stand it anymore. If your husband gets out of the way and cheats, he will bring you a small three small four small five. Come back, you must not jump into the river?"

Zheng Youan didn't answer, but her heart was shaken.

She was actually thinking seriously, what would she do if Yan An really did this.

Mingming said some time ago that it was herself who did not care about the other party's private life.

"Oh, if you don't want a divorce, just open one eye and close one eye." Dick Cowboy reached out and patted her on the shoulder, "It's a big deal, you also look outside, heartless, double happiness."

Before he retracted his hand, Zheng Youan suddenly heard someone calling her.

She blinked, thinking she had heard it wrong.

"Zheng Youan!"

Zheng Youan looked up and just saw a familiar figure on the bridge.

In this horrible weather in Holland, he didn't even wear his jacket, and stood upright on it, with the sunset shining on him, like a golden light on him.

Zheng Youan looked at him and now thought he had hallucinations.

Until Yan'an leaned over and pointed her finger at her.

"stop."

Zheng Youan's mouth was half open, and the thoughts in his mind slowly formed.

Why did Yan'an appear here? ? ?

At the moment she was in a daze, the boat had sailed into the bottom of the bridge and her sight was suddenly cut off.

After a while, the boat pulled out of the bridge again.

Zheng Youan kept his head up, but Yanan was no longer on the bridge.

She was stunned. She turned her head slowly and saw that Yan An didn't know when she got on another boat and looked at her from a distance.

"Zheng Youan! Stop!"

Until this moment, Zheng Youan was sure that it was Yanan.

The colorful fireworks exploded in my mind for a moment.

But after the fireworks cooled, her first reaction was to escape.

As if seeing this person, he was about to fall into an abyss.

"Don't, don't let him catch up!" Zheng Youan became nervous and even forgot to say in English, "Run!"

But the boatman has been working for decades, and tourists from any country have seen it, and he has learned the function of translating language with expressions.

Dick Cowboy watched back and forth several times, but he didn't understand who the man behind was Zheng Youan.

It's not the husband anyway.

Which woman will run away when she meets her husband?

Unless he is domestic violence.

"No, what are you running? Who is that person?"

Seeing Zheng Youan standing up excitedly, Dick Cowboy was afraid that she would fall, stretched out his hand to hold her, "Be careful."

Yanan watched the man take Zheng Youan's hand.

There was fire in his eyes, and his calm voice told the boatman to speed up.

The two boats started a chase race in the canal.

Zheng Youan saw that Yan'an and her were getting closer, and his heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

what!

are you crazy!

What to chase after!

"What are you doing!" Zheng Youan couldn't help but shouted at him, "Are you crazy?!"

Yan An did not speak, and walked towards the bow.

The distance between the two ships shrank rapidly.

A few seconds later, there was a burst of exclamation all around.

Before Zheng Youan could react, he was grabbed and hugged to another boat.

Both boats shook violently at the same time, and Mr. Dick Cowboy almost fell into the river.

After Zheng Youan got his feet on the boat, he was in shock.

The ship was shaking, and she was held tightly by Yan An.

"You are crazy! What are you doing?"

"Zheng Youan, don't move!"

"You're crazy, you--ah!"

Zheng Youan was struggling while moving to the other leg, one foot suddenly stomped on the air, and there was another exclamation of tourists around him.

Yan An never let go, pulling back hard at the moment she fell into the river.

He pulled back, but the two fell into the river from the other side together.

The river boiled suddenly, with noisy voices, some exclaiming, some shouting "help".

However, before others could help, Yan An had already surfaced holding Zheng Youan.

The two hugged each other in the cold river.

Zheng Youan's brain may be soaked in water, she said blankly: "I, I remember you like swimming."

Yan An closed his eyes and breathed in hard, "Zheng Youan, did I owe you in my last life?"

In the hotel suite, the doctor and Pei Qing whispered in the living room.

Zheng Youan was sitting on the bed in the bedroom wrapped in a quilt, not daring to look up.

Yan'an changed her dressing gown and sat on the opposite sofa, her face pale.

He didn't expect that he would still be so embarrassed in his life.

The wife ran away and took his plane away. When he went abroad, he slapped his handsome Kapoo again. He borrowed a plane to chase him, but saw her chatting with an explosive head there.

He didn't want to say more, he caught the man back, but he planted into the river under the eyes of everyone.

He might get another hot search in a while.

But this time it's okay, the heroine is his wife, and his dad has nothing to say.

Yan An opened his mouth and wanted to say something to Zheng Youan, but found that his throat was so hot and sore that he didn't say anything at all.

So is Zheng Youan.

The temperature in the Netherlands at this time was not more than five degrees, and the two fell into the river at the same time. If they were not both young, they would die on the spot.

So just catching a cold is a blessing from heaven.

Pei Qing came in with two cups of hot water and looked at them carefully.

"Take some more medicine."

While Yanan was drinking water, Pei Qing asked on the side: "Then Mr. Yan, am I helping you to open another suite?"

"Opening a room?" Yan'an was angrily laughed by this Zheng Youan's assistant, "My wife is here and I want to open a room alone?"

Zheng Youan on the bed was inexplicably shocked.

But she dare not say anything.

"Oh..." Pei Qing withdrew, "Then you guys take a rest early and call me if you have something to do."

It was already ten o'clock at night.

Calculating from the jet lag in Yan'an, he hadn't had a good rest all day, and Zheng Youan was sick again and naturally sleepy.

Yan An opened the quilt and went to bed, "Go to sleep."

Zheng Youan shrank on the other side of the bed like a shrimp, turned his back to Yanan, and whispered: "Why are you here?"

Yan An said with a cold face and said in a bad tone: "If I don't come, are you going to make an appointment with that explode today or will you call sixteen naked|men for fun?"

Zheng Youan: "..."

I saw it.

Then he came to Holland because of this?

So he is... jealous?

Zheng Youan's cheeks suddenly itchy, and she rubbed the pillow quietly.

"Are you jealous?"

In an instant, she heard Yan'an breathing in again.

"Zheng Youan." Yanan turned around and pulled her over, "It's not a question of whether you are jealous or not. If you do these things for others to see, where do I put my face?"

Only a dim yellow floor lamp was turned on in the room, and the outline of Yan'an looked particularly soft under the drenched light.

Zheng Youan looked at him and asked in a low voice: "Then are you jealous or feel shameless?"

The lights were dim, but Yan'an's eyes were clear.

It was the first time the two looked at each other for such a long time, but no one spoke.

The warm air in the hotel was not loud, but at this moment Zheng Youan felt like the sound of a train whizzing past her ears.

after awhile.

It was about a few seconds, or maybe a few minutes, and Yan An spoke.

He first sighed slightly.

"Jealous, all right."

Zheng Youan suddenly turned around and turned his back to him without speaking.

Yanan waited for a while, thinking she could not speak, so she closed her eyes and went to sleep.

After a long time, Zheng Youan suddenly said: "I don't have one."

Yan An opened his eyes: "What?"

Zheng Youan: "I just took a picture and posted it to Moments, and only your secretary can see it, and no one else can see it."

Yan'an licked her lips and smiled, "Oh."

"I didn't do anything." Zheng Youan continued, "I didn't even touch their abdominal muscles."

Yan An: "..."

He turned sideways and hooked Zheng Youan's neck.

"Do you still want to touch your abs?"

Zheng Youan blushed and murmured: "I...I..."

"You haven't touched me enough?"

Yan'an grabbed her hand and pressed it on her lower abdomen, "You touch it, you touch it enough."

I don't know if it was because of the functional reaction of people after falling into the water. Zheng Youan felt that Yanan's body was extremely hot.

She immediately withdrew her hand and stared at him: "Are you crazy?"

Yan'an released her hand and rubbed her forehead.

"almost."

This night, although Zheng Youan was ill and took medicine containing sleeping ingredients, she did not fall asleep much.

Yan'an too.

"Well, let me ask you three more questions." Zheng Youan still turned his back to him and said, "Why don't you send me a blessing on my birthday?"

Yan'an: "You ran away without saying a word. For more than half a month, it was like disappearing from the world. What should I do if nothing happened? Happy birthday to you?"

"Oh." Zheng Youan digested his answer, "So you are angry?"

Yan'an sighed: "You say yes."

When Zheng Youan opened her mouth and wanted to say something, Yanan interrupted her suddenly: "The second question is already."

"Are you so picky?" Zheng Youan twitched his mouth. "Then I will just ask, Brother Yanan, do you like me?"

The voice fell, and there was another long silence in the room.

Zheng Youan faintly felt that Yanan's breathing was a bit unstable.

"say something."

"Xiao An'an." He called her as he did when he was a child, "Otherwise, why do you think I came to this ghost place all the way?"

Zheng Youan swallowed: "I have a fever, and my brain is not very good, just point it."

"Yes, I like you."

She looked into Yan'an's eyes and looked carefully, before she settled that sentence into her heart for a long time.

Sure enough, she had a fever, and Zheng Youan felt a little dizzy.

Oh, love this tank, who hits who shocks.

She quickly closed her eyes and said, "I'm asleep."

"Well, go to sleep."

Yan'an stretched his arms around her, leaned her chin against her neck, "Listen to a few words when I fall asleep."

"We are all married, and I never thought about divorcing casually. And I'm not too young anymore. When I'm young and frivolous, don't toss me. Let's have a good time."

"Oh."

"Then we will go home when the illness is cured?"

"Oh." Zheng Youan nodded slightly, "Then make do with it, what else can be done."

Both of them slept on the plane the day they returned.

It was ten o'clock in the evening when I got home, the jet lag couldn't fail, but I was tired.

So they continued to lie down on the bed.

Zheng Youan didn't know where to put it, so he looked around and saw a box on the bedside cabinet.

"what is this?"

She picked it up and looked.

Yan An looked at her with a smile.

After opening the box, Zheng Youan frowned.

"Whose necklace? It's jeweled and vulgar."

Yan An: "..."

He picked up the ipad in his hand and turned two pages, "I don't know, maybe it was left by the cleaning lady."

After a long silence, Zheng Youan changed to sit down and retracted into the quilt.

"Then I slept?"

Yan'an reached out to turn off the lights, "Good night."

Zheng Youan looked at him in the dark, and suddenly reacted. Is the necklace just a birthday gift from Yanan?

That... Then she just said that, how bad it is.

Zheng Youan cautiously poked Yanan's wrist.

Yan'an tilted her head and stared at Zheng Youan's deer-like eyes.

It's beautiful and cute.

But he was unmoved and turned back blankly.

"Don't do it."

"Otherwise you will run away tomorrow"

"...?"

Zheng Youan's heart-filled pink bubbles all burst at this moment.

"Who wants to do it with you?!" Zheng Youan pulled the quilt and turned his back to him, "You have a fever and burn your brain!"

Yan An lightly, put down the things in his hands, and leaned over.

"Do you do that?"

The hazy moonlight penetrated in mottledly, only illuminating Yan'an's eyes.

His breathing was shallow, but it was very scorching on Zheng Youan's face.

This was the first time that they had such a process of inquiry before they acted as husband and wife.

Zheng Youan didn't know how to answer, so she turned away slightly.

Yan'an lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the cheek.

"Then will you run tomorrow morning?"

"No... ran away... uh..."

The night is like water, calm and gentle.

Zheng Youan's eyes are blurred, and the person in front of him becomes true and false.

Her chin was hooked, and the breath in her ears was burning.

"Xiao An'an, have you never called my husband?"

"Um..." Zheng Youan reached out and hugged his waist, "husband."

In the early morning, the alarm sounded on time.

Before going to bed, Yan An was not so relieved, and set an alarm clock at six o'clock.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he looked towards the bed subconsciously.

Unexpectedly, it seemed to be expected—the bed was empty.

He sighed long.

So tired.

He is a president, not a bounty hunter chasing his wife around the world.

So which country did his wife go to today?

Yan'an reached for the phone, desperate but stubbornly preparing to dial the secretary's number.

But there was a note next to the phone. He picked it up and looked at the handwriting of Zheng Youan on it.

"She was a wealthy daughter, and her family was in decline, and she sacrificed herself to marry to save the family. But her husband dismissed her and didn't even want to touch her. But when she was drunk late at night, he discovered that she was unique. That day, they Wandering all night, heartily. But when he woke up, she was nowhere to be seen, only a line on the bedside—"

Yan'an didn't know if she hadn't woken up, and actually looked up at the bedside.

There is really a small note on it.

Yan'an squinted his eyes and took a closer look: Add my WeChat red envelope 20 to see the full text^-^

Yan An: "..."

The door was suddenly opened, and Zheng Youan peeked in.

"Are you awake?"

The tension in Yan'an had already disappeared when she saw the sentence "Add me WeChat red envelope 20 to see the full text^-^".

He waved to Zheng Youan: "Where have you been?"

Zheng Youan walked towards him and said, "I'm going to do yoga."

Yan'an glanced at her neck and smiled: "Do you still wear a necklace while doing yoga?"

"Oh..." Zheng Youan said, "I want to prove that this necklace is actually not that ugly. It depends mainly on who wears it."

In the morning, I was sleepy, and Yanan was half braced on the bed. Today's mood is considered the most relaxing for him in the past few months.

"I can see that you don't like this very much." He reached out and touched her collarbone, "I will give you a birthday present again. What do you want?"

"Will I choose?"

Zheng Youan looked at him expectantly.

Yan'an nodded: "Well, it's up to you."

Zheng Youan pursed her lips and hugged his arm: "Then commemorate our adventure when we fell from the boat that day."

Yan An: "Yeah."

Zheng Youan: "So you can buy me a yacht."

Yan An: "..."

After more than a year of marriage, Zheng Youan has the feeling of falling in love.

And she really wants to show off her boyfriend to the world, oh no, how good her husband is.

On the day the yacht arrived, she couldn't wait to prepare a banquet.

Although she didn't say anything, she felt that this was her "wedding", but there was something to do with the feast today.

But there is no place to put this thing in Jiangcheng, and it is placed in Jinxing City.

Zheng Youan invited a lot of people, and the deck of the yacht was filled with champagne desserts, and the guests all around were envious.

"Is this what you said to improvise?"

"I also wanted to have a husband who sent the yacht to make do with me."

"Look at your smile, your face will bloom."

"Alright, okay, let's go play." Zheng Youan's face was indeed bursting with laughter, she felt that she was the happiest woman in the world.

At this time, Ruan Sixian came.

Zheng Youan greeted him and asked, "Why did you come? Just waiting for you."

Ruan Sixian looked like a servant, with a trace of fatigue on her face, "My husband takes me to shopping, I am exhausted."

"What's the matter?" Zheng Youan took her to visit her yacht, "What is so tiring to buy?"

"Airplane." Ruan Sixian sighed, "watched for a long time."

Zheng Youan: "..."

Lost.

She felt that she had lost.

"Oh, don't you have it? Why buy it?"

"I can't drive that model, how can I travel by car in the future?"

Zheng Youan raised his head and looked into the distance, "All right."

At the same time, both "husbands" are in the bank.

Proof of such high-value assets requires their personal signature.

When coming out of the VIP room, the two collided head-on.

They were all taken aback by how handsome the other party paid.

"Why are you here?" Yan'an asked, "Didn't go to Jinxing City?"

"No time." Fu Mingyu adjusted his cuffs and said, "Did you not go with your wife?"

"I really don't have time." Yan'an smiled and looked at Fu Mingyu. "You have no time. Your wife won't let you follow."

Yan'an guessed well.

Zheng Youan's invitations were almost all girls this time, and Ruan Sixian didn't want to take her husband with her alone. It was boring.

Fu Mingyu didn't speak.

Yan'an took the phone and flipped through WeChat.

A few minutes ago, Zheng Youan, who was still holding a party, sent her two messages.

[Wife]: Husband, why don't you reply to me? tvt

[Wife]: Is it just because I didn't send you a message? qaq

Although very strong, but also cute.

"Oh, my wife is too clingy, she always has to kiss her, she has to coax." Yan'an sighed, "Actually, I envy you sometimes."

Fu Mingyu: "Then you get a divorce."

Yan'an: "...No, I said, why are you so obsessed with it?"

That night, Yan An and Fu Mingyu went to Jinxing City.

The bright moon was in the sky, and there was no trace of the stars.

"An An, come here." Yan An took a shower and sat on the sofa wrapped in a bath towel, but did not wait for his wife to leave for a long time.

Yan An had to walk to the balcony and hugged Zheng Youan from behind.

"What are you in a daze?"

Zheng Youan kept looking up at the sky, "I was thinking, they can fly in the sky, we can only swim in the water, it's really boring."

Yan'an has a headache.

"Do you still want to fly in the sky?"

"Husband, can you?"

Zheng Youan looked at Yanan expectantly again.

Yan'an grinds his teeth, "Yes, yes, you can do whatever you want, do you want to go to outer space?"

"Husband." Zheng Youan's mouth rolled down, "You don't love me anymore."

Yan An: "..."

He curled his eyebrows and looked at the sky, speechless for a moment.

Zheng Youan let out a laugh.

"I was joking with you." She pushed Yanan, "Go change your clothes. I want to go out and stroll around."

What to go shopping this night?

Yan An had this doubt in his heart, but he didn't say it, otherwise it would be another "husband, you don't love me" attack.

Such a beautiful scene on a good day is worth a lot of money, and he feels that there is no need to waste it.

"An An." He didn't move, looking down at Zheng Youan, "I always have a question for you."

"Yeah." Zheng Youan looked at the scenery downstairs indifferently, "You said it."

Yan An held her head and let her look at herself.

The man's hair was dripping with water, and it fell on Zheng Youan's neck, cold but very seductive.

She pursed her lips, her eyes blurred.

This scene, this atmosphere, is really suitable for kissing.

Yan'an also looked at her straightforwardly: "Am I really a bad life?"

Zheng Youan: "..."

Speechless, this lady is speechless.

Why do you men care about this so much?

"I..." Zheng Youan couldn't speak, "Didn't I say..."

"No." Yan'an forced. "Women in bed are equally unreliable."

"Oh..." Zheng Youan lowered his eyes and whispered, "Anyway, I didn't pretend it every time."

"it is good."

Yan An breathed a sigh of relief.

Self-esteem is back.

Xiaoyan always went back to the room contentedly and changed into loose clothes, holding Zheng Youan's hand downstairs.

Jinxing City is very hot today, and the temperature at night did not drop by 30 degrees.

Yanan feels too hot after walking less than a few steps.

The surroundings were quiet, and there were no other lighting objects except the street lamps, but there was an atmosphere of rendezvous.

Yan An stopped and leaned against the street lamp.

"Ann."

"Huh?" Zheng Youan turned back, "What's wrong?"

He pulled Zheng Youan into his arms, "A kiss?"

"Don't don't..." Zheng Youan put a hand on his chest to block it, "What should I do if someone sees it in a while, here are all the guests I invited."

"No." Yan'an was puzzled. "Who is so boring to come here to hang out this evening?"

It's dark, hot, and mosquitoes.

This young master is willing to accompany his wife out.

But Zheng Youan was stunned, "What do you mean?"

After a few seconds of stagnation, Yan'an gave up.

"You take it as I didn't say."

The two took another two steps, and there was a whisper in front of them.

Yan An choked silently.

Some people are so boring to hang out.

When he came closer, he was still an acquaintance.

On the bench, Fu Mingyu and Ruan Sixian sat side by side.

Ruan Sixian heard the footsteps turning back, and smiled, "You can't sleep and go out for a walk?"

Yan'an twitched the corners of his mouth and said nothing.

I'm afraid you are the only ones who can't sleep.

"Yeah." Zheng Youan said, "come out for a walk."

When she was speaking, she found that Ruan Sixian was still holding a few roses in her hand, so she pulled the corner of La Yan'an.

"Husband, I want that flower too."

Yan An dignifiedly looked at the flowers in Ruan Sixian's hand, thinking that a woman is like this, and she wants what others want.

So he turned his head and walked towards the flower stand, where just a few handfuls of roses were planted.

When he reached out, he was still cursing in his heart.

Fu Mingyu, are you an individual? Picking flowers on the side of the road, is there any kind of morality?

But when he touched the flower branch, a tingling sensation came, and Yanan sighed helplessly.

Fu Mingyu is not easy either.

After plucking the flowers and handing them to Zheng Youan, Yanan looked at her fingertips by the street lamp.

Really pierced the skin.

"Yeah!" Zheng Youan also saw it. He didn't want the flowers, and took his hand, "Why is it bleeding?"

Ruan Sixian smiled and fell into Fu Mingyu's arms.

"What's the matter with you, Mr. Yan? Don't you know that the rose is thorny? I took it out from the hotel room. Why are you going to the roadside to pick it?"

Yan An was in a heavy heart, and turned to look at Fu Mingyu.

-Take care of your wife.

Fu Mingyu didn't seem to catch his eyes, leaned back on the chair and lifted his chin towards him.

"Come and sit down."

The bench was spacious for four people.

When a gust of wind blew, Zheng Youan and Ruan Sixian ran to the fountain to take pictures.

The moon is reflected in the water, perfect.

"Hey, are you going to have children?" Yan An asked casually.

Fu Mingyu said "um".

"It's a coincidence." Yan'an said, "We have also prepared, and we will be a son and daughter in-law in the future?"

Fu Mingyu: "Refused."

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