Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 536 The handsome face is flat and expressionless

Then he stared at Jiang Zhi with a sideways look, and said, "You eighth woman, if you dare to talk too much and let me go back, I'll tell your fifth master that you secretly kissed me!"

Jiang Zhi... Oh, it hurts so much, the young lady's move is too ruthless, it never works.

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Imperial Capital Building, President's Office.

Ji Liunian, just finished a video conference in Europe, he dialed the internal line, and Chang Huai appeared in the CEO's office 30 seconds later.

Chang Huai stood vigorously, showing no sign of being decadent at all.

He said: "Fifth Master, are you going back to the side of the water or just resting here?"

Ji Liunian tapped on the table with his finger bones, his brows were deeply furrowed, and he said, "What time is the nearest air ticket to Wancheng?"

Chang Huai was surprised at first, and then replied: "The earliest flight will be after eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

The man stood up from the massage chair, picked up the car keys on the table, and said, "Take the car and go to Wancheng."

Chang Huai immediately turned Yan'er, and he hurriedly said: "Fifth Master, don't, it's already two o'clock in the night, and driving tired is not conducive to safety. It will take twelve hours to get there by car, so it's better to wait until dawn to make an appointment." How about the recent flight, so hurry up, people can also rest. Do you think?"

Ji Liunian's handsome face was flat and expressionless.

There was a flash of light in his phoenix eyes, and his low and hoarse voice was clear and clean, and he said, "Well, I'm back on the water side, and the air ticket has been booked in advance."

Chang Huai felt relieved secretly, instantly his whole body felt relaxed, the stars in the sky lit up, and he sighed in his heart: life has become better!

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The next day, at eight o'clock in the morning, the flight from Wancheng to Imperial Capital arrived as scheduled.

Just as An Qiyue got off the plane, she was instantly frozen into an ice sculpture.

The overwhelming cold was head-to-toe, so cold that even the scalp was bubbling with chills.

She sneezed several times in a row, and buried her face in the thick scarf around her neck.

She walked down the ladder, raised her neck slightly and looked at the hazy sky.

There are snowflakes in the sky, not big.

However, there was a faint white layer on the untouched places on the ground.

The entire imperial capital was gray, as if shrouded in layers of fog.

An Qiyue slightly pulled her lips and said to Jiang Zhi behind her: "Don't follow me, I will take a taxi by myself."

Jiang Zhi was in trouble, he said: "Don't, Miss Qiqi, I have to escort you to arrive safely before I can leave. Otherwise, Lord Wu will find out, and I will die tragically."

An Qiyue reached out her hand to catch a crystal clear snowflake, she smiled charmingly, and said, "Are you listening to me, or to him?"

Jiang Zhi touched his head with a playful smile, and said with a smile: "Of course I listened to you, the future young lady."

An Qiyue raised her brows slightly, raised her hand to hook the pull-down box, and said, "Hey, you're still smart, and you can eat meat with my aunt. If you tell you to get out, get out, or I don't mind picking you up at the airport." Get down."

Jiang Zhi...

Five minutes later, An Qiyue called a taxi.

She looked sideways out of the window, the weather was getting darker and the snow was getting bigger and bigger.

The words "MerryChristmas" and "happynewyear" are posted everywhere on the window sills on the street corner, and the holiday greetings from the radio host are played in the car.

As the goose-feather-like snow flew up obliquely, the noisy world of cars and people was completely submerged in An Qiyue's sight.

She closed her eyes slightly, feeling a little tired, sleepy and slightly excited.

Along the way, An Qiyue didn't plan to start the machine.

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(End of this chapter)