Chapter 88

The next day.

She was shaken up in her sleep.

"Han Xiaoye."

The sleeping man waved his hand and impatiently banished the noisy voice. "Don't make a noise. Let me sleep for a while."

"Han Xiaoye."

"..." she turned over and refused to open her eyes.

Fu Zhiyan looked at the girl with her back to him and directly opened her quilt!

air Nerves... "

Swearing blurts out and stops suddenly!

She frowned and looked at the cold man beside the bed like an accusation, "little uncle, how did you get in?" She only slept four hours! Four hours! How sleepy!

Fu Zhiyan: "you didn't lock the door."

Han Xiaoye yawned, tired of Oh, stretched out his hand to pull the quilt in his hand, "now it's only eight o'clock, I sleep for a while. Little uncle, if you can't sleep, work first. After you finish your work, I'll almost wake up. Let's go out to play. I also want to go to Saipan's night market and buy presents for Aunt Feng and grandmother... By the way, Ruirui's should also remember to buy... "Her voice is getting smaller and weaker, and her eyelids are beginning to close.

Fu Zhiyan rubbed his temple, leaned over and directly picked up the person on the bed, went to the washing table, opened the cold water, scooped some and poured it on her face!

"Hiss!" Han Xiaoye took a cool breath and woke up instantly. She glared round her eyes angrily, and the sleepy blood in her eyes was full of, "Fu Zhiyan, what are you doing?"

No one can be happy to be thrown off the quilt or poured cold water in the early morning. Even if that person is Fu Zhiyan, Han Xiaoye can't help being a little angry. When she was angry, she didn't call her uncle any more. She just called her by name.

Her face was cold and numb, and she could not stand a shiver.

Fu Zhiyan put her down, conveniently took the bathrobe and put it on her. He couldn't see happiness and anger. "There's something urgent in the company. We have to go back to Ruicheng."

"Today?" Han Xiaoye woke up completely.

She didn't want to go back. She had a hard time with him. I haven't had a good date several times, and he's just been nice to her. Appointment

Fu Zhiyan turned on the hot water tap and gave a positive reply, "it's better to do it as soon as possible."

He wrung out the water and handed it to the girl with an unhappy face. "Wash your face, and then go to sleep on the plane."

……

Half an hour later, Han Xiaoye went back to sleep on the plane.

It's not that she has no conscience and doesn't cherish her time alone, it's that she is too sleepy. After only four hours of sleep, I was dragged up and tossed in the morning. By the time the check-in was over, she was tired.

She went from sleeping on the plane to getting off the plane, waiting for the car to go home, still yawning.

man

Han Xiaoye was surprised, "specialty? When did you buy it

"Don't you mean to give someone away? I had someone buy some for the time being Fu Zhiyan dropped his eyes and continued to knock on his notebook as if he had been careless.

Han Xiaoye can ignore his indifference, directly jumped on him, "little uncle, I love you to death!"

Fu's driver couldn't help looking through the rearview mirror.

Fu Zhiyan frowned slightly. There was no denying that his heart beat at that moment, but he forbeared, "what nonsense. What does it look like if you don't go back and sit or stand all day

Han Xiaoye vomits his tongue and sits back. His mood was not affected by his criticism at all, and he was extremely happy.

"Sultry."

She murmured a little.

The car is quiet, although her voice is very small, but the people in the car can still hear clearly.

The driver couldn't help shaking his hand, and the S-shaped car twisted down.

Fu Zhiyan gave her a warning look.

Han Xiaoye didn't do anything wrong. He even looked back at him with his innocent eyes. That look in the eyes, is simply blatant red fruit!

Fu Zhiyan was very angry.

I deeply regret that I promised her impulsively at that time.

With her bright eyes, no one can see anything wrong unless she is blind.

Fu Zhiyan didn't want to talk to her anymore. He turned his head and looked out of the window.

The car soon arrived at Fu's old house. The driver got off the car first and helped them open the door. Outside, Feng Yaqin stood outside with Fu Xiaoye's help and looked at them. When they came out, Mrs. Fu walked over and took Han Xiaoye's hands and looked left and right.

"My family's small fields are tanned and a little thinner."

Fu Laofu is very distressed, as if Han Xiaoye had gone out to suffer.

"Look at that little face. It's sharp."

"No, grandmother. I eat two bowls of dry rice at a meal, and my stomach is full. I don't believe you asked my uncle

Han Xiaoye grinning out of his stomach, allowing two adults to feel like children.

Old lady Fu looked at Fu Zhiyan and said, "Xiaoyan, is that so?"

Fu Zhiyan glanced at the girl with a playful and smiling face and let out a sigh of gratitude. Then he said to Feng Yaqin, "Mom, there's something else in the company. I'll go first. There may be a party in the evening, so I don't have to prepare my dinner. "

"I see. You go." With a wave of her hand, Feng Yaqin didn't miss her son at all. Rub someone's belly with Mrs. Fu.

Fu Zhiyan deeply looked at the forgetful person, pursed his thin lips, and finally turned to get on the car again. The car drove away, leaving several suitcases.

"Auntie Li, move everything in." Feng Yaqin turned back with a smile, "grandma, let's go in, too."

"Good."

Fu Laofu took Han Xiaoye's hand and went inside.

Han Xiaoye danced with the two people about Saipan's experience, and the interesting things he met. Although both Feng Yaqin and Mrs. Fu have been to Saipan many times, what she said has a special sense of substitution, especially when it comes to the combination of Chinese and English foreign tour guides, which makes them laugh.

After all, Mrs. Fu was old. After dinner, she went back to her room to sleep.

Aunt Li picked up the dishes and chopsticks quickly.

Han Xiaoye forked an apple, and it was crisp. Feng Yaqin took a look at her and suddenly hooked her hand.

"Aunt Feng?"

Feng Yaqin came to her side in a low voice, "Ono, did you find that you went out with your little uncle this time..." The sound of a hundred turns and thousands of times, well, it's very meaningful.

Han Xiaoye didn't turn around and blinked.

Feng Yaqin knocked her head and decided to make it clear, "it's Miss Gu. Do he and Miss Gu have any signs?"