The good atmosphere was interrupted, and the words between the two of them swallowed again. The so-called anger and fading again, Cheng Huan's careful thoughts were also dispelled by the call from the star, only thinking that he had been thinking too much before.

She sighed in her heart, not knowing whether she was disappointed or relieved, rubbed the kid's face with her hands, gave a good vent, and then took it home for breakfast.

And Jiang Mingyuan.He regained his original silence and coldness, and could not say a few words a day.

In the morning, they watched the sunrise, and after breakfast, they took a yacht out to sea. The two adults also tried diving with the help of the instructor. They saw the scenery of the seabed and played for a day before returning to Yongan Island in the evening.

The cruise ship sailed on the sea overnight and docked at the port at dawn the next day. Cheng Huan's ticket was set at noon. During the morning, they could also buy some souvenirs.

The most famous specialty on Yong'an Island is coconut carving, which uses coconut shell or coconut wood as raw material, which is both practical and ornamental.Cheng Huan strolled around the street, picked a rabbit-shaped piggy bank for the stars, bought himself a set of coconut-carved fruit plates and dishes, and picked a lot of gadgets to go back to the store. The staff, they all bought it, and when she was about to go back with the stars, she found that Jiang Mingyuan hadn't taken it.

"Don't you buy some back to give someone away?"

"No." Jiang Mingyuan looked lightly.

"I always have to buy something to take back when I go out, or it's just a trip for nothing." Cheng Huan became addicted to buying things. When I saw that others didn't buy anything, I felt a little oversight, so I took the initiative to take it. Jiang Mingyuan went to pick souvenirs,

Someone grabbed the cuffs of the suit, and the fragrance of the other person's body froze. Jiang Mingyuan's body suddenly froze. His muscles were tense and he didn't know how to refuse. He was grabbed and walked forward like a marionette. Only that person was in his eyes. The white fingers on the cuff.

Carrying the pile of packed souvenirs, Cheng Huan dragged Jiang Mingyuan back to the shop he had visited before.

The boss made a business and was very happy. He was a little nervous when he found that the customer was back again. He muttered that there was something wrong with the purchase, but he greeted him with a smile on his face. Is there anything else needed?"

"I want to buy something more." Cheng Huan dispelled the store owner's worries, and his smile became more sincere: "Just look at what you want. If you don't find something you are satisfied with, you can go to my house. Many, if you have special requirements, you can also customize it. We will engrave it now and send it to you."

"Okay, let's take a look first." Cheng Huan thanked the boss, let go of the hand that was holding Jiang Mingyuan's cuff, and let him pick it out: "Did you like it?"

The strength on the cuffs disappeared, Jiang Mingyuan was very relieved, he adjusted his clothes, calmed down his emotions, and said in response.

This handicraft shop is quite big, and there are many kinds of things, ranging from jewelry earrings to large vases. The prices range from the cheapest tens to thousands of yuan.

Jiang Mingyuan traveled a lot, and he didn't have the obsession to go out to buy souvenirs. Because someone was urging him, he glanced symbolically, and then picked the most expensive ones and bought a few sets.The owner made a big deal and smiled happily. Not only did he take the initiative to send a few gadgets, but he also thought about the trouble they brought back, saying that he would send them free express.

The three people came out of the shop empty-handed, ate their meals, finished their lunch early, and were ready to board the plane.

It was already evening when the plane landed, and as soon as I got out of the cabin, I felt the familiar and unfamiliar chill, which drilled straight into the human bones through the skin.

Cheng Huan put on the large down jacket again, just like that, she still felt cold, shivering with her neck, her shoes were not thick, and her toenails were cold for a short distance, so she recovered. Fa admire who is not afraid of the cold next to him.

Jiang Mingyuan hugged the stars and walked aside. He was in a very familiar suit. There was only a thin shirt in the suit, which made people feel goosebumps when he looked at him. However, his body was straight and steady, without any abnormality.

When I walked across the bridge to get indoors, the cold wind that could cut people was blocked outside, making people feel much better.

Jiang Mingyuan put down the star and said to her: "I'll get my luggage."

"I'll be together too." Cheng Huan thought of his two large suitcases, embarrassed to stay here.

She was ashamed to say that she originally thought that she was thoughtful and took everything, such as bed sheets and slippers, fearing that the hotel would get dirty. As a result, all the daily necessities where she lived were new and the quality was better than the ones she brought. Okay, so these things are useless and take up space for nothing.

"No, I can go. You can watch the stars here." Jiang Mingyuan watched her shabby hair, her neck curled, and she looked like a quail. He wanted to rub her hands, but the thought was finally suppressed, and the corner of his mouth was slightly raised. , His face was calm: "I can still handle that little thing."

Speaking of striding away.

Both Xing Xing and Cheng Huan are useless. When the temperature in City C came off, the little guy was so cold that he was stunned. The thick coat he didn’t want his upper body was also put on him obediently, learning from the TV series. He held his hands together, muttering what he wanted to eat at night. After eating outside for a few days, the little guy missed his mother's crafts very much.

"The trotters are not good. You can't finish it because they are too tired. How about making chestnut roast chicken?" Cheng Huan refused his son's request and changed his proposal.

Xingxing thought for a while and thought that chicken would work, so he reluctantly nodded: "I still want to eat shrimps!"

"I haven't eaten enough in the past few days?" Cheng Huan reached out with difficulty, pinching his cold little face, and then extended his other hand to cover him, saying yes, "Then eat shrimp. "

While the mother and son were discussing what to do with the last soup, a surprised male voice came from the side: "Hey, it's such a coincidence, we meet again."

It's the person who took the photo before.

"I'm Yao Tan, do you remember?" He introduced himself with a heat rash: "Are you also just getting off the plane?"

Cheng Huan straightened up and nodded to him.

"Then we are really fate." He looked familiar: "You also live in City C. Are you waiting here? Do you want to take my car and go back, because there are just two places in the car."

"no need."

"Don't see anything outside, you helped me so much, and it won't be troublesome to send you off." He regarded Cheng Huan's refusal as a courtesy, and he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the star again.

The little guy was saying that he was hungry for dinner, and he was unhappy when he was put in a script. Now this uncle wants to take his mother away!

He was a bit crisis-conscious. Kun Kun in the class said that his mother had gone with other uncles, and then he had no mother. Xingxing didn't want to be a child without a mother, so at this time, he bravely stood up.

"Let's go back with Dad!" The child snorted, holding his chest and head up, like a fighting cock, "I won't go with you."

The man was embarrassed by the stars like this. He saw Cheng Huan at the beach. He wanted to find a chance to make an appointment, but he couldn't get it. The business card he gave seemed like a stone sinking into the sea. He felt that his appearance was good. In the past, he was always caught by his hands. This time the opponent's attitude was cold, and he was aroused to be competitive. In this situation, he not only did not leave, but instead used "fate" as an excuse to ask for Cheng Huan's contact information. .

He was in a posture that he did not stop at his goal, with greasy affection on his face. Cheng Huan was annoyed when he looked at it. In order to send people away, he gave out a series of numbers casually.

Yao Tan was very happy to have the number. Just when he wanted to verify the authenticity of the number, he saw someone approaching.

The man looks good and has great momentum. Because of his work, Yao Tan has met many big people, knowing that such people are basically unattractive. He changed a little and didn't dare to stay anymore, so he hurriedly said goodbye to Cheng Huan and said that Contact, just walk away.

"I just met an acquaintance?" Jiang Mingyuan walked over and asked.

He was empty-handed in a leisurely posture, followed by two people helping with the luggage, and he didn't know where to find it.

"I asked me to take a picture of him before." Cheng Huan had no affection for Yao Tan, so I didn't want to say more, and planned to skip this topic after saying a word, but she forgot that there was a little traitor beside her.

Xingxing is still worried that his mother is leaving with others. Now that he sees his father coming, he naturally has to sue. He jumped in front of Cheng Huan, still looking like an angry chicken, and sold his mother cleanly: "That uncle is looking for mother. Call!"

"Oh?" Jiang Mingyuan let out an unknown sound, his face sinking unrecognizable, he pulled out the person's appearance from his memory, remembered the undesirable desire hidden in his eyes, and felt that he had found a good one for a while. Reason, so the confidence to intervene is also enough.

"That person's purpose is not pure, don't go too close to him."

"I know, don't worry." Cheng Huan is not a kid and would not see this trick. She waved her hand and said something very reassuring: "The phone I gave him is from the store next door."

Jiang Mingyuan: "..."

He didn't know what to say for a while. He praised her for her wit, or wondered why she would remember the number of the next store. At the end of the silence, he only suffocated the three words "that's good", but he was a little happy.

The driver waited early, and the three of them got in the car as soon as they left the hall and drove towards Cheng Huan.

On the way back, Cheng Huanrang stopped outside a farmer's market. He wanted to get off the car to buy vegetables. When the stars were boring in the car, he had to go down. He went, and Jiang Mingyuan naturally followed.

The three people went to the farmers market together for the first time, but there was no romantic or warm atmosphere.

There are poultry, fruits, and vegetables in the market, and the various smells are mixed together, and after a day of fermentation, they become more irritating.The star had already covered his nose, even Jiang Mingyuan frowned. Of course Cheng Huan didn't like the smell, but there was no way.

"The dishes in the market are fresher."

She was in charge, and the other two couldn't refute what she said. The family bought the ingredients they needed at the fastest speed, and Jiang Mingyuan was carrying them all, almost shocking the driver's eyes.

The three of them returned home, Cheng Huan cooked, and the father and son cleaned the house and got along harmoniously.

On the other hand, Li Kangyi is confirming with his familiar waiter for the last time: "Your boss will really come tomorrow?"

"For sure, why did I lie to you?" The salesperson who has been dragged to confirm is also very impatient. This is the sixth time he has answered this question. He is a little hesitant: "What are you looking for our boss for?"

Li Kangyi has drafted the answer to this question many times, without blinking his eyes when he speaks: "I'm going to have a class reunion, some classmates can't be contacted, your boss has the same name as my classmate, let me see Is it alone."

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