Chapter 72

She doesn't know what is like? For Fu Zhiyan, what is liking?

Han Xiaoye sat on the dining table like a wandering God, picking up the rice mechanically. Fu old lady a strength in the side to her clip vegetables, "come on, eat more, children have a good appetite in order to be healthy, to grow up quickly."

"Thank you, grandmother."

She's been eating like a fish. From time to time also secretly raised his head to see the opposite elegant dining man, the heart was filled with acid.

It seems that from the beginning to the end, she is the one who makes great efforts to jump in front of him. From time to time, for him, her love makes him feel very annoyed and troubled.

Han Xiaoye can't help biting the chopsticks, his eyes twinkle.

At this time, Feng Yaqin took a chopstick of squirrel mandarin fish to Fu Zhiyan, and inadvertently mentioned, "Zhiyan, mom heard that Miss Gu went to your house yesterday. How do you feel after you get along with her? "

Han Xiaoye couldn't help but raise his ears.

Fu Zhiyan did not lift his head. "There is not much understanding, it is not convenient to evaluate."

"You say that again. Every time I ask you, you use the same words to perfunctory me." Feng Yaqin suddenly thought of something, "by the way, isn't Ono in the summer vacation? I happen to have two tickets for fissaiban. Take her out for a holiday

Fu Zhiyan stops eating and looks at the little girl opposite.

The person on the opposite side, like a thief who was caught, quickly buried his head and ate.

"I told you to give Ono to my grandmother and me, but you would not. man Even during the holidays, you want her to stay at home by herself. "

Feng Yaqin was still trying to persuade her, with a small abacus in her heart.

"Good."

"I didn't say that my family is too poor... Eh, what did you say? Stop talking, you agreed. " Feng Yaqin's eyes widened with delight. She didn't have the noble and elegant appearance outside.

He agreed!

Han Xiaoye even forgot to chew the food in his mouth.

Didn't he refuse her? Why did he promise to travel with her.

"When was the plane? I'll arrange it. " Fu Zhiyan's voice has no ups and downs, as if this is a job, he is just doing business.

"Ming... No, afternoon, two o'clock in the afternoon."

Fearing that he would go back, Feng Yaqin stopped eating and went upstairs immediately. While walking, but also excited to the two said.

"Don't worry about your luggage. I'll prepare it for you right away."

……

Three hours later.

Han Xiaoye pushes the pink suitcase behind Fu Zhiyan. Along the way, she watched him like a nervous daughter-in-law.

They were in the first class, and the stewardess helped her put the boxes in a friendly way.

“2B。” Han Xiaoye looked at his position and drew his mouth. But she just peeked at Fu Zhiyan as 2c, so they would sit together

Han Xiaoye couldn't hide his joy.

When she saw someone in the plane, a bucket of ice water instantly quenched her excitement. Travel

"Hi, Mr. Fu, what a coincidence. Are you on the same flight? " Gu Qing deep pull down sunglasses, melon face, high nose, a look is a beauty.

Fu Zhiyan answered without emotion“ Yes

Han Xiaoye curls his mouth. What a coincidence! Oscar really owes her a little golden man.

Gu Qingshen ignored her complaint and asked with a smile, "Mr. Fu, what's your seat?"

“2C。”

"That's a coincidence. Mine is 2D, and you're sitting next to me."

"..." Han Xiaoye grinds his teeth and looks at the next seat number with a black face. Sure enough, 2b is alone behind the two seats.

She clenched her lower lip and just wanted to change the position of the person next to her and Fu Zhiyan. But I think of what Fu Zhiyan said in the bathroom.

If she was a little better, would he think she had grown up.

Although Han Xiaoye is unwilling, he still has to bear the impulse to quarrel with Gu Qingshen and goes to his own position.

man

The little wild cat didn't make any noise. It's so good. What's she up to?

"Mr. Fu, the plane is about to take off." Gu Qingshen, who can let Han Xiaoye destroy her hard won opportunity, implied affectionate reminder.

Fu Zhiyan sat down.

She immediately found a topic with a smile, "does Mr. Fu like Saipan, too? I also like Saipan very much, where... "

Han Xiaoye listened to Gu Qingshen in front of him. In a soft tone, he talked from Saipan's geography to local conditions and customs, and then from local conditions and customs to cultural history. From the perspective of culture and history, the topic turned to the trend of stock market. Although Fu Zhiyan didn't say much, it can be seen that he appreciated some of Gu Qingshen's views.

Han Xiaoye sat at the back, feeling more and more sour.

pretty I can accompany him from poetry to life ideal. And she seems to be in addition to dry make him, said like him, nothing.

For the first time, she was so depressed that she didn't study hard.

If... If she could

Han Xiaoye pursed tightly the mouth, threw out that ridiculous idea. Even if she imitates Gu Qingshen, she will not become Gu Qingshen. Moreover, no matter how much she likes Fu Zhiyan, she doesn't want to lose herself.

It takes six hours to fly from Ruishi to Saipan.

I don't know how long it took for the stewardess to push the cart out.

"Would you like a drink, sir?"

"Give me a glass of white water." Fu Zhiyan had not talked with Gu Qingshen for a long time. He closed his notebook and pinched his nose. Towards the end of the year, it is the busiest time in all walks of life. Going on holiday does not mean that there is no job.

The stewardess peeked at him and poured him a glass of water with flushed cheeks. "Your white water, sir."

"Put it there."

Fu Zhiyan didn't understand the amorous feelings completely, but he refused to alienate people thousands of miles away.

"All right." pretty

Gu Qingshen announced the sovereignty, looked at her contemptuously, "also give me a glass of white water, thank you."

The dining car was pushed to Han Xiaoye. Without waiting for the stewardess to ask, she said, "I want a glass of red wine."

"OK..." I haven't finished yet.

I was interrupted by a cold male voice.

"Give her a glass of orange juice."

Han Xiaoye forbeared and forbeared, a little could not help, "I want red wine."

"This..." the stewardess was in a dilemma.

Unexpectedly, Fu Zhiyan even compromised, "give it to her, only one cup."

He compromised, but Han Xiaoye was even more worried.