Look at her dusty, hair slightly disordered, clothes also some crooked, people wrapped in wide clothes, looks very delicate, seems to have lost a lot of weight, look haggard, some pitifully:
it seems that a person outside, no less suffering!
Raising his hand, Feng Yiting stroked her hair: "are you hungry? What would you like to eat? "
Originally thought that he must be angry, can't spare himself, some can't believe his ears, lift eyes, Ji Qianyu also straight inclined his eyes.
"Not hungry?"
"Three fresh dumplings, braised spareribs, flavored eggplant and Fish
Looking at her smacking her mouth, like a little beggar, she couldn't help but lightly hook her lips: "Hmm! Take a shower first, change your clothes, and then you can eat! "
As soon as he raised his hand, two servants came over, one took her upstairs, the other told her to cook, and checked the taste with her in detail.
Turn around, Ji Qianyu is still a little incredible, three steps back.
But the journey was really a little tired, and she didn't care about it. She followed the servant upstairs and went into the bedroom. With her eyes wandering, she found that the big room had a very clean atmosphere, simple European modern style, very clean and atmospheric gray and white color, and the integrated design was calm and introverted. At first glance, it was a man's room without the slightest smell of powder.
I didn't expect that a Playboy's room was quite elegant in design.
At this time, put her suitcase aside, a servant has taken a brand-new toiletries to come: "Miss, this is just delivered today, and ER Shao ordered to prepare it for you! Can I put it in the bathroom for you? "
"OK, thank you."
Later, another servant sent in a brand new bathrobe and towel.
Let's settle down as we come!
Some can't stand the smell of their own body, will send people out, Ji Qianyu took his clothes from the trunk, just turned into the bathroom.
She took a comfortable bath, and her whole body became more energetic.
When she came out, it was dark. After changing her home clothes, she went downstairs. As soon as she got to the stairs, another voice came. A probe, she saw Feng Yiting on the phone again. She turned around and just thought about whether to avoid it, but the clear voice came:
"well, let's book a plane at 10 pm! OK, you can arrange the rest - "
is he going on a business trip?
In the heart a burst of secretly happy, quarter thousand language slowly and went back two steps. It was not until she heard his footsteps clearly that she restrained her small expression and continued to go downstairs slowly.
After returning the message, Feng Yiting raised her eyes. What she went up was the lazy posture of wearing a loose sportswear at the stairway, the loose top of rubber powder with dark trousers, the wide clothes wrapped her slender body, and the long hair was shaggy, all of which set off the ground that she was extremely petite, her snow-white skin was flawless, her small face was not powdered, her nose and cheek were not covered But all red, like just wake up the children, look also with a bit confused, very lovely.
Breath between the nose, a faint woman fragrance, seal a ting a will her down the stairs.
Originally, he wanted to push him away, but at the thought that he would go out to catch a plane at 9 p.m., Ji qianyusheng put up with it: it's only two hours?
Don't make him angry!
It seems that she can weigh how many Jin and how many liang of meat are on her body. Looking at her cleverness, Feng Yiting is in a good mood. After rubbing her waist, she takes off her suit coat and puts it on her:
"come down, why don't you put on more clothes? How to do with a cold? "
Bursts of warmth hit, Ji thousand language is incredible: how, she just went out for a few days, he was like a different person?
Didn't he want to settle the accounts when he brought her back?
The remaining light of canthus slants him, Ji Qianyu's thoughts begin to fly: is it to hold her high first and then fall down?
At this time, a servant came out: "Er Shao, the meal is ready!"
"Well, let's go!"
For Ji Qianyu pulled clothes, Feng Yiting half hugged half pushed her to the restaurant.
The fragrance of food wafts in. Ji Qianyu forgets the uneasy thought. He pushes down his clothes and puts them on one side of the chair. Then he sits down, thinks it's wrong, and stands up again.
"Ha ha ~"
with a smile, Feng Yiting said: "sit down! Whatever you want! "
He is usually the only one in the family. He seldom comes back for dinner and doesn't care much about these rules. When someone accompanies him, he suddenly feels very warm.
Picking up chopsticks, Ji Qianyu blinked again: I miss the dishes of my hometown so much! No matter how good our motherland is, it's still the best outside!
On the end of a plate of hot dumplings, Feng Yiting pushed it directly in front of her: "eat it!"
Turning back, he said to the servant: "turn up the air conditioner!"
At this time, his mobile phone rang, he first went back to a message, picked up chopsticks, and gave her a piece of ribs: "little ribs, try it! Just be at home. You're welcome. "With that, his eyes returned to the mobile phone.
I thought I should pay attention to the image and etiquette, but seeing him busy, I don't think I can take care of him for a moment, and Ji Qianyu is not polite at the moment.
Side reply, the corner of the eye of the remaining light capture the side of the figure, seal a ting lips also hold a smile. Another plate of hot dumplings was served, and Ji Qianyu pushed it to him automatically. When he saw that the temperature of the dishes on the table had dropped by more than half, he didn't move his chopsticks very much. Suddenly, he thought it was not easy for him. He couldn't help but concern himself: "it's cold. Let's eat first!"
Sight meal, the next second, sealed a ting on the phone: "good!"
Ji Qianyu has almost eaten, holding the cup slowly eating, waiting for him, while feeling her intimate little move, Feng Yiting's heart also has some waves.
A quiet meal, a long time no meet again, two people actually spent a rare quiet period of time.
After dinner, they went back to their room.
Feng Yiting answers a few phone calls and goes out to do a lot of work. In his bedroom, he is full of wine and food. Ji Qianyu can't sit or stand any more:
what should I do? You're not staying here tonight, are you?
When Feng Yiting came to the door, he saw that she was just like an ant on a hot pot. He came forward and hugged her, smelled her fragrance and closed his eyes.
Body a collapse, Ji thousand language whole body's blood all seem to be an instant froze.
"What? Now I think of fear? "
Whisper, smile, Feng Yiting around her side, turned to sit on the bed, eyes flashed a trace of complex interest: "now, we are not the good reckoning?"