Chapter 642： Big heart or lack of heart

Yan Zhixu and Fu Shimo followed on the plane.

Nan Yuanqi watched them all go up, and witnessed with his own eyes that the two captains took off out of thin air without any external force in the thunderstorm.

! ! !

It's a real hammer, this is definitely a genius who has driven a fighter.

After the plane took off, it disappeared from sight in an instant, and everyone got into the car with mixed feelings and went back to Wushan Village where the program was recorded.

After flying for less than two hours, I arrived at the sea market ahead of schedule and landed. This way, the thunderstorm did not affect the captain's operation at all.

At night in Haishi, the moon and stars are sparse, and there is no rain.

Yan Zhixu squatted down, rolled up his wet jeans, and stepped off the plane.

Several familiar vehicles were parked in front, and the driver of the Yan family was standing in front of the door.

At this moment, a magnetic voice sounded in the ear.

Fu Shimo whispered, "Children, after you go back, take a hot bath to get rid of the cold."

It's been raining so much today, and it's easy to get sick when the seasons change.

Yan Zhi Xu smiled, "Well, you too, pay attention to your body."

She stopped and looked at the man beside her, looking at each other, a sweet and sour breath flowing in the air.

The evening wind was blowing, and the rest of the people were hurrying under the night. Only this man and a woman stood there, and the surrounding atmosphere made it impossible to get in.

"..."

Nan Zelin, who was in front, was lying on Yan Jinxiu's shoulder, and when he noticed the two people in the back, his eyes flickered, and the meaning was unclear.

A subtle low smile overflowed from his throat, and then struggled to shrink back from Yan Jinxiu's embrace.

He ran **** his short legs and ran to Yan Zhixu in a few moments.

"Cousin~"

A soft cry.

Nan Zelin stretched out his arms and wrapped his arms around her legs, raised his head, and his cute, round face was innocent and innocent, and he blinked his big watery eyes.

He pouted, hugging his legs harder, his tone full of worry.

"Cousin, is it okay to walk a little bit? You are exhausted today, I feel bad, I want you to go home early to rest."

The boy's eyes were sincere and pure, and he looked at each other with a clean look as if he had rushed into the bright starlight.

"Um."

"You get in the car first, and I'll go right there."

Yan Zhixu agreed, stretched out his hand and grabbed the back collar of Nan Zelin's clothes, forcibly released it, and held the person in front of him with one hand.

He couldn't hold his cousin's thigh any longer, and his tender little face was suddenly stained with grievances.

"Okay, then you have to hurry up."

He sniffed sadly in his eyes, worried about making his cousin angry, and turned to the parked car reluctantly.

The innocence on his face instantly disappeared, and his eyes were like a dark gleam, unfathomable, and the breath was inexplicably stained with a little gloom.

Oh, the guy who occupies the cousin is really annoying!

"..."

Looking at the back of Nan Zelin's departure, Fu Shimo's slender and well-proportioned index finger moved casually, and a low, hoarse smile overflowed from his throat.

The little guy is young and has a lot of scheming, but it's quite interesting.

He stared at the person in front of him with deep eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised a small arc, "Children, the mountains and rivers are twilight, the time has come to sleep, although different pillows, but seek the same dream."

Yan Zhixu raised her eyebrows, "I wish you a good night, and may your dreams come true with the beautiful lady."

Watching the change in his expression, he could see the twinkle in the bottom of his eyes, and then put one hand in his pocket, strode to the car parked in front, opened the door and sat in the back seat.

The driver saw that everyone had arrived, turned the steering wheel with both hands and drove out.

In this car, Yan Jinxiu crossed Erlang's legs and sat lazily in the co-pilot, "What were you talking to Dean Fu just now?"

Yan Zhixu closed his eyes, "Thanks to the benefactor."

Hearing this and seeing her tired face, he didn't ask any more questions. Nan Zelin, who was in the same car, had a sad face and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

This enemy is about to break through the city gate and has not found something wrong. I don't know if it is a big heart or a lack of heart.