Chapter 1804

Qing'er originally thought that Ling Yunzheng could be sent away before noon. However, after checking the tickets, she found that the tickets for the day were sold out. Considering that it would take seven hours to return to San Francisco from New York, in order not to let Ling Yunzheng spend the night on the plane, she could only buy him a ticket for the next day.

That means he'll have to stay with her for another night.

Perhaps seeing her dilemma, Ling Yunzheng chuckled: "you can send me back to New York today. It happens that I still have several business activities. The assistant has reserved a hotel for me in New York, which is much more comfortable than staying with you. "

Qing'er was a little embarrassed: "OK, I'll take you to the hotel first, and then I'll treat you to a meal."

"No need." Ling Yun Zheng means something, "you have other things to be busy with."

Qing'er hummed: "nothing to be busy with."

Ah Yao, who has been drying her for so long, has asked him to wait a few more hours?

Ling Yunzheng naturally has no opinion, he smiles: "good."

But Qing'er didn't expect that after lunch, the situation suddenly changed, and the roaring wind outside the restaurant startled Qing'er.

Passers-by all stepped up to avoid the building. Ling Yunzheng twisted eyebrows to check the weather information: "it's a hurricane. It was only after the announcement that it arrived. I didn't expect that the hurricane was ahead of schedule."

New York always experiences several typhoons throughout the year. Qinger is used to it, but how can it happen at this time

She was helpless: "so, will your schedule be affected tomorrow?"

"Sure, but it doesn't matter if I go back to San Francisco two days later." He frowned. "It's you. I'm afraid you'll have to stay in New York for at least one night. It's not safe to drive in this weather."

"Well, that's all." Tilt son sighed.

Fortunately, the hotel is nearby. Back to the hotel, Ling Yunzheng reserved another room for her, and they went back to their rooms to rest.

Qing'er stood at the window, slightly frowning. The street trees outside were swayed by the wind. She estimated that Princeton was not much better

Just then, her cell phone rang.

Qing'er takes a look, it is a Yao.

Ha, the boy finally remembered to contact her on his own initiative Tilt son can't help but hook the lip corner, deliberately wait for the phone to ring more than ten seconds to pick up.

"Ah Yao?"

"Sister qinger, are you back?" The voice of the youth broke through the air, and his low voice was a little anxious.

"No, I'm in New York." She looked out of the window and sighed, "who knows that such a strong wind suddenly blows..."

On the other side of the phone came the boy's short breath. After a pause, he said, "so, are you still with Ling Yunzheng?"

"You can't finish the vinegar." "We live in different rooms. Don't worry. I'll go back when the hurricane is gone. Why don't you keep your distance from me now

Qing'er is still in the mood to laugh at him, but in this case, this joke is really a little inadequate.

At least, a Yao listened to his ears and felt that his internal organs were burning hard.

He seemed to have squeezed these words out of his teeth: "I see."

After that, he hung up the phone.

Qing'er listened to the busy tone in the mobile phone. She couldn't believe she took it down and put it in front of her eyes. Only then did she make sure that a Yao really hung up her phone.

The boy's temper is really growing

unable to restrain the emotions and make complaints about the laughter.

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