The Pillow of the Bad President

beautiful woman……

These two stung her nerves like bees. .

Although he had never seen him before, Sang Xiaoyu had always known that such a person existed.

Finally, I saw the other person's appearance clearly, seeing is worth seeing, and it was exactly as she expected, she was a genuine beauty, with a standard melon-shaped face, bright eyes and white teeth, only light makeup, and a ghostly temperament. Cannibal fireworks.

She heard Qin Sinian trying to hide the surprise in his tone, "When did you come back?"

"Today." Song Jiaren tucked back the broken hair from her temples, and smiled slightly, "I went to the hospital to look for you, and only then did I know that you went to Yunnan. I originally wanted to fly there directly to look for you, but I heard that you are also on today's flight." I came back, so I asked for the address, and I’m here to wait for you!” Song Jiaren had already walked in front of them, the heels of her boots fell crisply, and after almond eyes looked at Sang Xiaoyu who was beside him with a slight nod, her smile deepened, “ You just got off the plane, haven't you eaten yet? Let's go out and find a restaurant. It's the hot pot restaurant we used to eat, okay?

, Si Nian, I have so many things I want to tell you! "

When Sang Xiaoyu heard the last sentence, she suddenly felt that she was redundant.

The two of them seemed to have a magnetic field, and something was pulling them invisibly. She was shielded out and had difficulty breathing.

Gently breaking away from Qin Sinian's big stiff hand, she said in a muffled voice, "I'll go up first!"

He took two steps forward, but was caught again.

"go together!"

Turning around in a daze, seeing Qin Sinian tightening the grip between his fingers and not letting go, he frowned and said, "Didn't you just get out of the car and complain about being hungry?"

Sang Xiaoyu swallowed her saliva, Song Jiaren's slightly stiff expression appeared in the corner of her eyes.

The black Cayenne drove into a relatively remote alley and stopped at the entrance of an old-fashioned hot pot restaurant. From the appearance, it seemed that two floors had been added to it, and there were small red lanterns hung outside the windows of each floor, which looked very There is atmosphere.

There are still free tables on the first floor, and they are arranged by the waiter near the window.

Perhaps because of the decoration features, the hall is full of round tables, and a copper pot with charcoal fire is placed in the center, which saves the embarrassment of three people sitting, but from another angle, they just formed a complicated triangle.

Song Jiaren seemed to be very emotional along the way, and kept looking around. At this moment, she sat down and looked up, down, left, and right, "I didn't expect that this place hasn't changed yet!"

"The business has been doing well." Qin Sinian pursed his lips.

"Si Nian, have you been here all these years?" Song Jiaren asked with bright almond eyes.

Qin Sinian frowned slightly, nodded and said, "Occasionally."

"I'm sorry, I was a little excited when I just returned to China. I forgot to introduce myself. Hello, I'm Song Jiaren!" Song Jiaren extended her hand to her generously, and turned to look at Qin Sinian with a shimmering light in her eyes, "You Just like Si Nian, just call me beautiful!"

Sang Xiaoyu passed her hand over, "Hello... Sang Xiaoyu!"

The two shook each other's hands and let go for a short while.

Song Jiaren asked casually kindly, "What does Miss Sang do?"

Before she could open her mouth, Qin Sinian, who was pouring water at the side, had already answered for her, "Journalist!"

Song Jiaren paused for a moment, then nodded with a smile, "Journalist is a very good profession. It has a future and a sense of honor. The most important thing is that it is not boring at all. Unlike us ballet dancers, the most common thing to do every day is to be bored in the dance studio. practice dancing!"

Sang Xiaoyu tugged the corner of her mouth in agreement.

By lowering her eyes while drinking water, she could feel Song Jiaren's sizing eyes towards her, as if she really wanted to know the relationship between the two of them, but she never asked directly.

I don't know if I dare not ask, or because I have scheming, but Sang Xiaoyu still prefers the latter, thinking that the other party is not like a woman with a deep palace.

Maybe she could still fight wits and bravery with the daughter of the Gu family, but it's different now.

This is Qin Sinian's beauty...

The waiter came over to order at this time, "Do you want mandarin duck soup or spicy soup pot bottom?"

"Mandarin duck!" Qin Sinian pulled his lips, and at the end, as if thinking of something, he added, "Don't put green onions in the soup!"

After 2 minutes, the menu was picked up, and the waiter nodded and left.

Song Jiaren looked straight at him with almond eyes, and her tone of voice couldn't hide her joy, "Si Nian, do you still remember that I don't eat chopped green onions!"

"Yeah." Qin Sinian nodded, rubbed his fingertips on the rim of the cup lightly, couldn't hear any ups and downs in his tone, and said lazily as usual, "You are allergic to chopped green onions, don't forget that I am a doctor! "I don't know if it's because of the lighting, but Song Jiaren's face looks brighter, "I remember when we were studying at Columbia University, I was really greedy and wanted to eat charcoal hot pot. The two of us searched several streets. I just bought a copper pot. When I finally ate it, the charcoal fire was not small

Feeling relieved, I almost set the rented dormitory building on fire, and the landlord threw all my luggage out for me angrily!Ha ha! "

As if recalled, Qin Sinian chuckled, "Well, that black landlady."

"I haven't eaten hot pot for several years. I really miss this taste, especially the bottom of the mushroom soup pot you used to make!" Song Jiaren finished speaking, looked up at her with a smile and said, "Miss Sang, Si Nian's cooking skills are very special. good!"

Sang Xiaoyu licked her lower lip and nodded with a dry smile, "It's really good..."

The hand hidden under the table, grasping the corner of the hem of the clothes, has already crumpled a large piece, but fortunately the waiter brought up the copper pot burning with charcoal fire, the flames licked the bottom of the pot, and soon bubbled up, Hot water vapor came up, blurring the faces of both of them.

This should be the most tasteless meal Sang Xiaoyu has ever eaten.

There was a table full of dishes, but she couldn't put down her chopsticks, as if the food she ate was like stones, hard and piled up in her stomach.

After the meal, Qin Sinian paid the bill and came out of the hot pot restaurant. It may be the reason why she only said three sentences all night. yawn.

When he raised his hand to cover his mouth, there was a warm breath blowing by his ears, "Mrs. Qin, are you sleepy?"

Qin Sinian's voice was not deliberately lowered, and the glass doors of the restaurant were also well insulated from the sound, so the voices of people bustling inside could not be heard, and the alley seemed very quiet except for the cars passing by.

Song Jiaren, who was walking down the steps behind, froze when she heard it.

"Mrs. Qin?" Song Jiaren held her breath and asked tentatively word by word, "Si Nian, you..."

Sang Xiaoyu couldn't help holding her breath, and her hanging hands curled up because of the dangling heart.Qin Sinian was silent for a while, and said in a low voice, "Lady, we are married."

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