Chapter 1078： Never do business at a loss

The plane landed and parked at the airport.

Yan Zhixu walked down the cabin door, breathing the long-lost air belonging to this city, with a trace of lightness wrapped around his brows.

In mid-March, the weather in Miashi is mild, the warm sun shines on the body, and the occasional breeze blows without feeling cold.

She pushed her suitcase through the crowd.

Walking out, looking around, I saw Fu Shimo who was tall and slender in the crowd.

He was wearing a good-quality black shirt, a mask on his face, and gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his high nose.

Fu Shimo seemed to be aware of it, and a faint darkness flashed in Danfeng's long and narrow eyes.

He raised his head and saw a girl pushing a suitcase in the crowd.

"Amo."

Yan Zhixu walked briskly, walked in front of him, and met his eyes with a bright smile in his eyes.

"Ash."

The person who was thinking about it day and night was right in front of him, and Fu Shimo stretched out his hands and hugged her into his arms.

His chin rested on her neck, and his warm breath lightly sprinkled on the skin, causing her to feel a shudder.

"Welcome home."

Fu Shimo's voice was low and hoarse, as dry as a desk that had been ground with sandpaper.

"I am back."

Yan Zhixu snuggled into his arms and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his strong waist.

There are people coming and going at the airport pick-up port. The couple hugged each other tightly and felt each other's breath.

"Amo..."

In the next second, Yan Zhixu let out a soft cry.

The body was picked up by him effortlessly and placed on the slightly oversized suitcase.

Fu Shimo looked calm, "Let's go."

He pushed the suitcase hard without complaint, and there was an untraceable joy in his eyes. He didn't let her down to walk, and pushed her forward with ease.

Yan Zhixu sat on the suitcase, "Thank you Amo for being willing to be a free labor force."

Hearing her words, Fu Shimo's throat overflowed with a low and seductive smile, freeing one hand to brush her hair.

"fool."

If possible, I am willing to be a free labor force for her.

"Tsk."

The words of pampering fell into his ears, and Yan Zhixu's earlobes floated a few traces of blush, which quickly dissipated, looking extraordinarily calm.

The tall and straight man pushed his girlfriend sitting on the suitcase, and this picture caught the attention of many people around.

Girls: "…"

Mu Mu Mu, what kind of fairy boyfriend is this? This is too petite, it is simply envious tears streaming down my face.

Hey, other people's boyfriends are their boyfriends who came to repay their kindness...

Not to mention, it's hard to say.

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Fu Shimo and Yan Zhixu walked out of the airport and came to the parking lot outside.

He put the luggage in the trunk, opened the door and let her sit in the co-pilot, while he was in the driver's seat, not in a hurry to drive home.

Yan Zhixu took off his mask and turned to look at him, "What's wrong?"

Fu Shimo pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose with his index finger, and his voice was hoarse, "I have been free labor for you for so long just now, now it's your turn to repay me."

The man's eyes were too hot, and he seemed to have nothing to hide in front of him.

Yan Zhixu's heartbeat accelerated by two points, "Cough, don't they say good people don't ask for anything in return?"

"I don't like doing business at a loss."

After Fu Shimo finished speaking, he leaned forward, clasped the back of her head with his right hand, and inserted it into the soft strands of hair.

He aimed at the bright red spring color, and the "petal" was delicate and tender, watery, and after a sip, he never wanted to leave.

From the first mild drizzle to heavy rain, the offensive became more and more violent.

"Well…"

Yan Zhixu closed his eyes and let him plunder, feeling that the strength in his body was drained, and the softness seemed to turn into cotton candy.