This night, after Qiao Mu and the others left, it was not yet ten o'clock, and Yan Shiqi was already so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes.

She was busy for several days in a row, just to prepare such a birthday surprise for a man.

When the busyness is relieved, it is full of exhaustion and heaviness.

She hunched her legs into the couch and leaned back into the man's arms, and she pulled his arms along her shoulders, folding their palms together, squinting at the glittering rings.

"Tired?" the man whispered, leaning over her brows, glowing with languid, tired eyes.

She nodded, her voice soft, "Well, a little sleepy." ”

The man didn't speak, and the living room seemed more and more quiet and serene.

Yan Shiqi's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she vaguely felt that the lights in the living room were dimmed, and she whispered something, twisting twice on the sofa, trying to find a stable and comfortable posture.

At this time, the man who had been silent got up softly, and picked her up in a half-asleep and half-awake way.

Before she fell asleep, she heard someone whisper in her ear, "Sleep, good." ”

……

The next day, at half past seven.

Licheng high-speed rail station.

In Lincoln's car, Yan Shiqi sat in the back seat and looked at the man, hooked his hand, pouted, and his face was full of reluctance, "After I leave, remember to miss me, and when I am free, I will take the time to come back." ”

She pulled the man and kept talking, and the thought of being separated for a month or more was particularly unpleasant.

The man's starry eyes, like the morning light, are full of warm and soft light.

Yan Shiqi looked at him again, sighed silently, and raised his hand to open the car door.

But before her fingertips touched the handle, the man behind her pulled her arm, and in her exclamation, he grabbed her waist and put her in his arms.

He didn't say a word, but stopped her from leaving, then pressed the back of her head and leaned over to block her red lips.

In this way, the man tells his reluctance.

After the kiss, Yan Shiqi licked her lower lip, her Shui Lingling's pupils were shining, her eyes fell on the man's thin lips, she blinked, and leaned over to 'chirp' and kissed twice, "It's still early, hug it for a while." ”

The driver Zhuo Han is dead!

She burrowed into his arms, her little face rubbing against his shoulder, and she sighed and sighed, and her lips kept overflowing.

It's just reluctant!

She had heard many people say that men and women in love were so close to each other, and she had always been skeptical about this.

Even when she was with Pei Tang at the beginning, she never had such an emotional need.

Until——Meet Qin Baiyu.

Don't let the outburst of emotion be too strong.

The man hugged her, his generous and warm palm gently caressing her back, and the temperature that belonged to him seemed to iron out the anxiety of her imminent parting.

The time had passed seven o'clock, and she was eight o'clock.

The man let go of her, holding her face and kissing her lightly on the forehead, the low alcohol as intoxicating as wine flowing out of the corners of his lips, "Go ahead, don't miss the car." ”

……

Yan Shiqi left, stepping into the high-speed rail station, the last moment she looked back, the sight was a man standing in the distance on the side of the road, watching her travel far away.

In the vast sea of people, pedestrians shuttle in twos and threes in front of them.

When the escalator climbed to the top, she pursed her lips and waved at him, smiled, and turned around to start this trip to the imperial capital.

In the station, Ling Zihuan was already waiting for her on tiptoe with a small suitcase, and when she saw her figure standing on the escalator, she grinned very happily.

I'm going to go far away, so happy!