Loved by billions, will the president marry me?

"I miss you." Ji Chenfeng held her hand, pulled her into his arms and gently kissed the corner of her lips.

In this street full of people coming and going, such open intimacy still made her feel a little embarrassed, and her blushing face made his heart move even more under the setting sun.

"I'll stay with you tonight. I'm going on a business trip tomorrow." There is an urgent matter, he has to leave for about two days, and he really wants to put her in his pocket and take her away.

"Where are you going?" The car was driving on the road. Because of the excellent sealing performance, the horns of the cars outside and the cries of the hawkers on the side of the road could not penetrate a little bit. The car and the street outside became two world.

It seems that there are only her and him in this world, and only two people's breaths are blending gently in the carriage.

"Going to City B, a client that the company has cooperated with for a long time, it seems that my respected elder had a car accident. He is fine, but his leg may be amputated." Ji Chenfeng stroked her small face, and answered seriously. Look at Gu Wanwan's question.

I don't know why, but I am very patient with this little girl. It seems that after we lived with her for the wedding, what he said to her added up was more than what he said to women in the first half of his life.

"Is it okay to have a leg amputated?" Gu Wanwan's face turned pale when he heard such words.

"At least my life was saved. About when I was 11 years old, I heard that there was a very serious incident. I was doomed to die but somehow survived. It is really a miracle that I can live until now. These times are really It was stolen from God, maybe it was to meet you." Human life is fragile, Ji Chenfeng knows that no matter how strong he is, if there is an accident, how can people resist?

But because he sat next to his favorite woman, so it is impossible for him to have an accident, it should be said that it will not be so indifferent, after all, he has someone he values ​​and likes in his heart.

She almost died, and when Gu Wanwan heard these words, her face became even paler, so pale that there was almost no trace of blood, as if something was stuck in her throat, and it was difficult to even breathe.

It's only been a few days since I've known him, but I'm starting to worry, even if it's the past where he faced death, although Ji Chenfeng said it lightly just now, she can be sure that it's a very serious matter.

If something really happened to him when he was 11 years old and he didn't survive, he would not be where he is today.

He wouldn't drive by her side and live with her in this seemingly prosperous and lonely world, how terrible would it be?

Even if she hasn't fallen in love with him in such a short period of time, she already has enough special feelings with the same texture as love.

It was a spiritual fit that cannot be explained clearly in words.

The dinner was delivered, because Ji Chenfeng felt that there were too many people in the restaurant, and he was too lazy to look at so many people.

The two sat on the sofa, the sober red wine had an intoxicating aroma, Gu Wanwan swung the glass and took a small sip. In fact, she didn't know how to taste wine, but he liked her and stayed with her.

"Xiao Wanwan, why did you appear suddenly? I can't bear to be away for two days now..." Ji Chenfeng drank two more glasses, but he didn't feel drunk at all.

"Just two days, it will pass quickly." Gu Wanwan sat on his lap, kissed the corner of his lips lightly, the rich aroma of wine melted, making people want to stop at this moment .

"Well, just two days..." Ji Chenfeng hugged Gu Wan's petite body astride his lap, his thin lips pressed against her collarbone and sucked it away little by little.

Pale pink flower buds bloomed on the snow-white and delicate skin: "Ji Chenfeng, you are going on a business trip tomorrow..."

Gu Wanwan refused for a while, he has no restraint in this kind of thing, so why would he go to the airport early tomorrow morning?