At the same time, dozens of kilometers away.

Chi Yang, who was fighting with the game with his iPad in his bed, keenly caught the working mobile phone he threw in the living room to recharge in the voice of his teammates.

There was a Ding Dong.

"Ouch, sleeping trough..."

As soon as Chi Yang heard the sound, he couldn't care about the game. He threw away his pad and rushed to the living room. He picked up his mobile phone and had a look.

The remark was "ruthless working machine" and sent him a message: "contact the domestic satellite company."

Chi Yang banged his chin and hit the ground. He quickly typed a few words and replied.

"OK, Mr. Qin, what do you need me to do?"

There stopped for a few seconds before replying. There were only a few words: "ask if you can launch a man-made satellite and ask them to help me make some meteors artificially."

Chi Yang's brain is struggling to digest the news.

Did he hear right?

Qin is not teasing him

I've heard of artificial snowfall. I've never heard of artificial meteors.

Don't ask, it must be to make miss Qiao happy again.

According to this progress, it is estimated that in a few days, Chi Yang feels that he will contact the aerospace company to see if he can launch him, pick up the moon and cheer up Miss Qiao.

There was a Ding Dong sound, and another message came: "hurry up."

Chi Yang secretly burst out a national curse: "this evil capitalism! You know how to squeeze us, these working people! "

His mind make complaints about the Tucao.

This is to launch a satellite. Can the satellite go to heaven at will? It's not like setting off a few fireworks. Just choose a place.

Hurry up?

He slapped himself in the face in some amazement and made sure he wasn't dreaming. Then he woke up like a dream and screamed.

Grab your cell phone and go back to your bedroom.

The game on the iPad, the game character manipulated by Chi Yang, died long ago. He was the C in the team. Suddenly he hung up. His teammates were mad and greeted Chi Yang's family.

While putting on his clothes at a very fast speed, Chi Yang roared at the iPad in his spare time.

"Shut up! I'm going to launch a satellite now. If you scold me again, I'll let the satellite blow up in your house later! "

The words were very effective and blocked the mouth of his teammates.

Chi Yang pulled his tie and rushed out of the door.

On the other side, the capitalist himself, who was scolded, unconsciously put away his mobile phone and continued to accompany Qiao Ansheng waiting for the meteor.

It was getting late, and there were no meteors.

Many people couldn't wait. They were very lost and went downstairs. Qiao Ansheng was also very sleepy, but he still had to support his heavy eyelids. When he was sleepy in Qin Yanchen's arms, he nodded and said, "why haven't you come yet?"

Qin Yanchen asked someone to pick up the blanket and wrapped it tightly. Then he leaned over and hugged Qiao Ansheng from behind.

Qiao Ansheng didn't feel a little cold. It was all warmth and the cold smell of men.

She felt more sleepy. Her eyelids were fighting. She simply leaned against the man's arms and muttered: "you watch first. If you see a meteor, remember, remember to wake me up..."

At last, his voice was already confused. Before he said a few words, his head tilted, he fell into Qin Yanchen's arms and fell asleep.

Qin Yanchen held her carefully and adjusted her to a comfortable position.

Joe wish sitting next to him yawned and was very sleepy.

Qin Yanchen only looked at it and said faintly, "if you're sleepy, go to sleep."

Joe was willing to look at the sparse people on the roof. He thought he might not see them today. According to Qin Yanchen, meteors will also be seen often.

It's no longer persistent in today's game. It's still important to sleep.

He nodded lazily, said good night to Qin Yanchen, stretched his waist and went downstairs to bed.

Qin Yanchen looked up at the stars. During this period, several girls couldn't bear it. Seeing Qiao Ansheng asleep, they thought and came forward to have a word with Qin Yanchen.

But before approaching, Qin Yanchen stopped him with his cold eyes.

He took the people in his arms and looked at those who wanted to come up with cold and no emotion. With only one look, he gave up the idea of those people.

His appearance is outstanding and can make people amazing and noble, but his eyes are particularly inhumane and cold.

It is such a cold man, but when holding the person in his arms, he can show a soft look.

In her sleep, Qiao Ansheng did not know that she had earned a lot of envy, jealousy and hatred. She slept soundly and lay on Qin Yanchen's knee.

Qin Yanchen helped her brush away the hair on her face, tried her temperature, and wrapped her in a quilt.

Finally, towards midnight, the so-called meteor shower came late.

Qin Yanchen first heard the screams around him, and then looked up.

Under the vast and boundless night sky, the night wind was burning. The meteor that everyone looked forward to finally slid across the distant sky with a long tail, drawing a beautiful arc.

This is a natural beauty, not artificial.

He subconsciously lowered his head to shout to the people in his arms, but when he saw Qiao Ansheng's sweet sleeping face, he couldn't bear it.

The man bent down, kissed Qiao Ansheng's forehead gently, then slid down his forehead a little, and finally fell on Qiao Ansheng's small red lips.

A meteor glided overhead. Under the stars, Qin Yanchen kissed the bright star in his life when he was a student.

Qiao Ansheng was so disturbed by him in his sleep that he thought it was a mosquito and waved it away.

"Don't... don't bite me..."

Qin Yanchen grabbed her little hand, firmly grasped it in his heart, kissed it again, and wanted to coax her up: "the meteor is coming, get up and have a look?"

Qiao Ansheng slept soundly and couldn't open his eyelids. He hid his head a little deeper on Qin Yanchen. He naturally rubbed Qin Yanchen's clothes and unconsciously muttered.

"You help me..."

Qin Yanchen saw that she changed her posture and fell asleep again. Naturally, her little hand grasped Qin Yanchen's skirt and licked her small and bright lips.

This action was very subconscious. Half of Qin Yanchen's body was numb, and his heart beat a few times, which made him hold people closer.

He no longer has the heart to shout people up. Anyway, if Qiao Ansheng wants to see it again next time, he can make his own meteor for her.

Therefore, there is no hurry for this moment.