Zong Zhan here is still bickering with Xi Luo, and Zong Yue, who is in Nanyang, has begun to sort out the things she and Li Jun need to go out.
Zong Yue sat cross legged on the floor and took the lead in putting Li Jun's clothes and supplies neatly in his suitcase.
As a wife, Zong Yue is undoubtedly the most considerate and qualified, but he has also been smoothed by the watery husband and wife life.
The next day, Li Jun and Zongyue went to the airport and took the 10 a.m. flight to the southern island.
On the island in mid January, the weather is like spring. After getting off the plane, couples wearing shorts and short sleeves can be seen everywhere.
Zong Yue took off his coat and hung it on the armrest of the suitcase, watching the scenery as he walked.
Li Jun suddenly heard a man and a woman whispering behind him:
The woman nuzui toward the front and said, "honey, look at the man in polo."
"What's the matter? Did you have the problem of Yan dog again?"
"Come on, our Yan dog is very picky. No matter how good-looking we are, if our character is not good, it's useless."
"What do you want me to see? See how earthy his polo shirt is?"
"Of course not. I'll show you how bad he is. He gives all his suitcases to women. He's empty handed, like a waste without long arms."
The woman's tone was extremely disgusted. Even her eyes were full of pity. She looked at Zongyue. "It's really hard to be his wife. It's all about taking care of the giant baby."
The southern island is not Nanyang, and few people will know the identity of Li Jun, Secretary General of Nanyang.
The tourists here come from all over the world and are lovers. Naturally, there is no lack of comparison and comparison.
Li Jun is a standard negative textbook.
At this time, the back of the negative textbook is stiff. Although I don't look back, I can feel the other party's line of sight.
"Xiao Yue."
Zong Yue is lowering his head to send a text message. He raises his eyes when he hears the sound, "ah?"
Li Jun's old face turned dark red and stretched out his hand to her, "give me the suitcase."
"Nothing, not heavy." Zong Yue is not used to him, but is used to the way we get along with each other, and has never had the concept of division of labor between men and women.
Li Jun is not uncle Shaoyan, nor fourth uncle.
His nature is a rigid and unsmiling person. It's better to expect him to be gentle and considerate than to do it yourself.
Li Jun pursed his lips and forcibly took away the suitcase, "give it to me."
Zong Yue looked at him in surprise and vaguely heard the underestimation of the little couple behind him. She couldn't help laughing and joking, "why do you care what others say? They should have no malice, just make fun of each other. Don't take it seriously."
"Well, I didn't take it seriously." Li Jun's face became more and more serious. He grabbed Zongyue while holding the suitcase. "The car is in the parking lot. Go straight over."
"Have you ordered a car?"
Zong Yue was surprised again. Was he so thoughtful?
Li Jun answered and said bluntly, "let the Secretary arrange it."
Oh... It was the secretary who was considerate.
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Nanhai hotel is located in the east section of the island.
You can walk 100 meters from the hotel lobby to the seaside.
When they checked in at the front desk, Li Jun unexpectedly met the little couple at the airport.
The woman glanced at the suitcase at Li Jun's feet and muttered, "Tut, the giant baby has finally grown up."
The man in the same line bumped into her arm. "Bao Zi, keep your voice down."
"I'm not wrong." the woman pouted coyly. "His wife just pushed the suitcase and sweated. Everyone is a woman. I can't stand it."
"All right, all right." the man helplessly hugged her in his arms and said softly, "look carefully. Their suitcase belongs to the R family. It's more than 30000. Maybe it's a rich little daughter-in-law. Don't mind your own business. Please, Baozi."
After checking in, Li Jun took Zongyue's wrist and walked quite quickly to the elevator.
Zong Yue looked back at the couple, his eyes filled with a gentle smile.
No wonder Li Jun was very considerate all the way. It turned out that he would care about other people's evaluation.
In the sea view suite, Zong Yue strolled to the balcony. The sea breeze brushed his cheeks, which was refreshing and comfortable.
Zong Yue bent down to support the railing and looked at the beautiful scenery of the sea and sky. She was in a good mood.
Li Jun pushed the suitcase to the cloakroom. When he came to the living room, he saw Zong Yue lying on the side of the balcony. He paused and looked at it for a long time.
"Brother Jun, how many days shall we stay here?"
The moment Zongyue turned back, he just ran into Li Jun's deep and distant eyes.
Li Jun collected his spirit, raised his feet and walked onto the balcony, "five days, go back on the last day before the festival."
"Oh, can't it be earlier?" Zong Yue screwed off the tip of his eyebrows a little embarrassed. "If I go back, I may not be able to help my mother buy new year's goods."
In previous Spring Festival, she would go to the old house in advance to help Duan Shuyuan buy new year's items.
No, but she likes to be busy with her family.
That kind of atmosphere can't be realized around Li Jun.
At this time, Li Jun stood beside her, holding the railing with both hands and glancing at Zongyue's quiet cheek, "there are servants at home, you can't help."
Zong Yue said, "that's what you think. Every Spring Festival, I accompany my mother to the mall to buy things. You haven't participated in it. How do you know what you need to buy at home for the new year."
Li Jun's palm unconsciously squeezed the railing. He was silent for a long time. When the sea breeze cooled his cheeks, he asked in a low tone: "Xiaoyue, in your heart, am I very bad?"
As a husband, he never seems to have done anything for each other's marriage.
Zongyue was too gentle and considerate. She arranged everything in the family in order, giving him enough time and space to deal with official business.
He is concerned about Nanyang and government affairs. He is the Secretary General of Nanyang praised by everyone.
But beyond that, he never cared about his home.
The little couple was right. He was the Secretary-General of promise, but in front of Zongyue, he was like a lazy giant baby.
This inquiry made Zong Yue's eyebrows and eyes flash a trace of surprise. She straightened up and faced Li Jun and answered calmly, "I don't think you're very bad. How can you ask that?"
"Self feeling." Li Jun's male self-esteem and male chauvinism made it difficult for him to describe his shortcomings directly. After considering for a few seconds, he gave a relatively objective reason, "Xiao Yue, is it tired to marry me?"
He is probably the same as many men in the world. They all think that women should focus on family after marriage.
It seems that there is nothing wrong and nothing bad, but in the long run, marriage has become a stage for Zongyue.
Today's Li Jun, it is difficult to feel Zongyue's dependence on him, even to a dispensable level.
She seems to still love him, but that's all.
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