Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

After Song Yang went to Lille, Zhong Ying also ended his business trip the next day and returned to Jiangcheng.

For the next two weeks, Zhong Ying spent busy work.

Two big projects were set up, and a field trip was made, and the time passed unknowingly.

During these two weeks, the two did not communicate every day.

There is a time difference between Lille and here. When Zhong Ying gets up every day, it is midnight in Lille.

Her good morning sometimes meets his good night.

It is worth mentioning that Zhong Ying's insomnia gradually improved.

In the past, before going to bed, she would always think about a lot of bad things, such as a missed business opportunity, an aunt who was late for a certain month, or something cruel to an employee during the day... life, work , Every aspect can be the reason for her tossing and turning.

The feeling of being unable to control herself and getting worse every day has bothered her for a long time in the past.

But now, those problems seem to have been resolved overnight.

Every time a bad thought pops up, there is another voice in my heart: Anyway, there is him.

Whenever this happened, she would turn over and look at the empty half of the bed, thinking that it would be great if Song Yang was by her side.

Even if the problem still has to be solved by oneself, it is also a great comfort to have a warm hug.

After all, she still yearns for something to rely on.

Jiangcheng was getting colder and colder. Zhong Ying was a rough person in life, and when the temperature dropped, he didn't change into a thick quilt.

I slept until midnight, huddled in the cold, but very sleepy, and didn't want to get out of bed to get the thick quilt, so I wrapped myself in a thin quilt and slept most of the night, freezing like a monkey.

But miraculously, the next morning, she woke up in the warmth, with a thick blanket outside the thin quilt.

Zhong Ying was puzzled, sat up and scratched her hair, she didn't get up last night, is this a blanket from sleepwalking?

A scent of food came in through the crack of the door, Zhong Ying was stunned for two seconds, and immediately rushed downstairs.

When she came to the kitchen, she saw her Mr. Song, wearing an apron, standing in front of the stove making breakfast.

He was wearing a light blue denim shirt and gray slacks. He was bathed in the morning sun, looking like a god!

Song Yang also heard her footsteps and turned around, "Are you awake?"

Then he put down what was in his hand and opened his arms to her.

Without thinking about what to say, Zhong Ying ran towards him directly, got in front of him, hooked his neck, jumped hard, and jumped onto him like a monkey.

Song Yang caught her firmly.

"You covered me with the blanket?"

"Then who else could it be?"

"When did you come?"

Song Yang looked at the time on the oven: "Two hours ago."

"Why don't you wake me up!"

Song Yang smiled and kissed her on the lips, do you still need to ask, of course he couldn't bear it.

Zhong Ying smelled the aroma wafting from the oven, and said with a smile, "Now you really are my snail girl."

When she didn't know, quietly cooked the meal...

Song Yang said: "The snail girl has to go back to the snail shell every day, and I have nowhere to go."

He didn't buy real estate in Jiangcheng, so he was indeed homeless.

"Then I'll take you in for a few days!" After Zhong Ying finished speaking, she felt that she had hung on her body for too long, so she said, "Let me down, I'm so tired."

"Not tired, hug me a little longer."

Zhong Ying leaned her chin on his shoulder, pursed her lips and smiled lightly, she never expected that she and Song Yang would have such a boring day.

"Think about me?" His magnetic voice came from beside his ear.

Zhong Ying nodded.

"Then why didn't you call me once? I told my friends that I was in a relationship, and they all said I was bragging, because a person in love shouldn't be in my state. He didn't even send me a text message to tease me all day long." .”

Zhong Ying raised her head and looked at him apologetically: "I have too many things to do, and when I think of making a call, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for you."

She was telling the truth, and Song Yang didn't contact her much.

Sometimes, at a certain moment, she would suddenly ask herself, do I really have a boyfriend? Why is it so unreal?

Song Yang wasn't really blaming her, he just... missed her very much.

So he looked at Zhong Ying so closely, from her eyebrows to her mouth, eyes full of tenderness.

I feel ashamed to look at Zhong Ying, her cheeks are flushed, she looks very pretty.

"By the way, how many days are you coming back this time?"

"Let's say it's two days, the plane tomorrow night."

Two days and one night, not enough for 48 hours, a little sadness rose in Zhong Ying's heart.

The gathering is short, so it's better to be together against the clock.

"You put me down, I'll make a phone call, I won't go to the company today."

"Work as you should, and don't need to accompany me."

Zhong Ying still jumped down from his arms, ran upstairs and called Ling Yao.

If the CEO wants to skip work, he has to ask for leave from his assistant, and it's not always possible to ask for leave...

Because some things cannot be avoided, she must be there.

This time, she didn't ask for the leave.

In the morning, two major shareholders came over. She had to be there. After all, she was a person who contributed capital to the company and had a certain right to speak. Zhong Ying could not neglect her.

However, she was liberated in the afternoon, which is good news.

Zhong Ying hung up the phone, then brushed her teeth and washed her face. Before leaving the suite, she sprayed on perfume twice.

I have known Song Yang for many years. She used to be slovenly in front of him, but now she feels different.

There is some truth in saying that women are the ones who please themselves.

On the first floor, Song Yang had already prepared breakfast and put it on the table.

There are several small hot dog buns on the plate, a sun egg for each person, and a cup of coffee.Zhong Ying got a cup of latte, Song Yang got a cup of American style, and there were some snacks.

Zhong Ying sat at the dining table, looked at the sumptuous breakfast, and his stomach began to growl: "You made it all?"

He nodded, "But the fermentation time of the bread is a bit short, let's try it."

Zhong Ying took a sip and her eyes lit up: "It's delicious!"

Song Yang smiled, "That's fine. I'll make some more for you and freeze them in the refrigerator. When you want to eat them, just bake them again."

"it is good!"

Thinking of him leaving tomorrow night, Zhong Ying really wanted to ask if he could stay for two more days, but he still didn't say anything.

They each have their own careers, and it's not easy to come back and meet for a short time. She doesn't allow herself to be too greedy.

"Are you going to the company later?" Song Yang asked after taking a sip of coffee.

"I have to go..." Zhong Ying sighed, "The two old shareholders went to the company in the morning. I don't know what to say. It doesn't feel good. Anyway, I have to be here."

Song Yang nodded, "I'll take you there in a while."

He didn't say much, but Zhong Ying felt his loss.

Song Yang definitely still wants to be alone with her.

Otherwise, is he tossing tens of thousands of kilometers just to sleep for a few hours at night?

"I don't need to go in the afternoon. You just catch up on sleep in the morning. You shouldn't have slept all night last night, right?"

"Fortunately, I fell asleep on the plane."

Zhong Ying thought for a while, "Then why don't you go to work with me today? There is also a rest room in my office. When I'm working, you catch up on sleep in the back. At noon, we go directly to dinner."

At first, I was worried that Song Yang would not want to accompany her to work like a clingy little girl, but as soon as she finished speaking, Song Yang nodded: "Yes, I have no place to go anyway."