Black-bellied Bamboo Horse: Xiaoqingmei, I can't eat enough!

Chapter 882 Unfamiliar
"Why Huanyu?" Yuan Ming asked.

Chris raised her eyebrows lightly: "Is it hard to understand?"

Yuan Ming nodded.

As far as he knew, the Hall Group had its own shopping malls, and she had such a good thing that she didn't leave it to her, but she came to him instead, so he couldn't help but think about it.

Chris leaned on the railing, looking into the distance: "I have been exiled for too long, I need to return to the center of power of the Hall Group, and my family's shopping mall, this part is in charge of my second brother, I I don't want to leave this good thing to him, but Huanyu, no, Yuan Shi, is a very good partner, at least in my investigation, you can be trusted."

Yuan Ming listened to her words, the calculations and tricks between the lines made him suddenly miss the little girl who sat on the sofa in his apartment, looked at him with a cute look, and asked him about the equity incentive system.

Three years.

What happened to her in such a short period of time?How could she grow up so fast?

Yuan Ming looked at her, with a look of distress in his eyes unconsciously.

But Chris turned her back to him, and didn't see the emotion in his eyes at all.

"How about it? Think about it?" Chris turned her head and gently brushed her long hair.

"Yes." Yuan Ming looked at her, and put on his mask with a light smile, "Why don't you earn the money delivered to your door?"

"Well," Chris nodded, "I will give you the contract as soon as possible, but I think you may need to go to Haixing for a field trip."

"Where is it?" Yuan Ming asked.

He really didn't know the address of Starfish Cruises. Over the years, he deliberately avoided everything related to Chris. He really wanted to know everything about her, but he didn't dare to know at all.

Such contradictions made him very uncomfortable.

"Paris." Chris chuckled, and lightly brushed her hair, "Maybe you can accompany me to a show."

Yuan Ming looked at her expressionlessly, this kind of Chris made him feel strange.

Extremely strange.
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The roar of the plane taking off made Yuan Ming feel a little uncomfortable. He frowned, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead lightly.

He has been working a lot these past few days, and he is really tired.

Chris sat beside him, resting her head on his shoulder naturally.

A burst of aroma came oncoming, sweet.

Yuan Ming unconsciously wanted to move to the side.

It's just that before he could make a big move, Chris hugged his arm: "Don't move, let me lean on for a while without losing a piece of meat, I'm too tired."

As she spoke, she pouted her red lips and yawned.

Yuan Ming's body froze immediately, and he sat there obediently, letting Chris lean on him.

A chuckle came into his ears, and he heard Chris say to him in a small voice: "That's right...you are much cuter now than before!"

Yuan Ming frowned at her casual teasing of his little brother, and turned his head to give her a warning look.

Chris raised her eyebrows at him, as if to say: What can you do to me?
Yuan Ming gritted his teeth, snorted softly and remained silent.

Chris laughed again, but gradually, her laughter also dropped.

Yuan Ming only felt that the breathing of the people around her was getting longer and longer, and she fell asleep before the plane flew smoothly.

Looks really exhausted.

Yuan Ming shook his head helplessly, asked the stewardess to bring a blanket, and wrapped her body gently.

When the stewardess left, she couldn't help but look at Chris enviously.

Yuan Ming smiled helplessly, propped his head on one hand, unconsciously feeling a little sleepy.

He didn't know when he fell asleep, he only knew that when he woke up, his arms were numb.

He frowned slightly, trying to move his arms, but found that his arms were being held firmly in his arms.

Yuan Ming turned his head and saw that Chris was still asleep, but the blanket on her body wrapped him in it at some point.

Yuan Ming blinked his eyes, trying to wake himself up.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the plane has begun to land, please..."

The pleasant voice of the stewardess sounded in the aircraft announcement.

Well, they slept like that for nearly ten hours.

Yuan Ming stretched out his free left hand and patted Chris's shoulder: "Chris, wake up, we're here."

"Hmm..." Chris frowned, rubbing her face lightly on Yuan Ming's shoulder.

Yuan Ming was distracted by her rubbing, he cleared his throat, pinched her face uncontrollably: "Get up, go to the hotel and sleep again."

Chris finally opened her eyes. With those sapphire-like eyes, she looked at Yuan Ming in a daze, and there was a hint of milk in her voice: "Are you there?"

Seeing her childlike appearance, Yuan Ming was suddenly in a good mood. He nodded, "Here we are."

"I'm so hungry..." Chris rubbed her eyes and covered her stomach again.

Yuan Ming burst out laughing. He looked at Chris and smiled very happily.

Chris glanced at him with some dissatisfaction: "This is human nature, aren't you hungry?"

It was fine if she didn't say it, but Yuan Ming also felt empty and hungry after saying that.

Yuan Ming nodded: "Well, I'm hungry, get off the plane and go eat."

"Okay." Chrissy was obviously not fully awake yet, and now she responded to what Yuan Ming said, obediently obediently.

The plane landed smoothly, and while Yuan Ming moved his sore and numb arm, he pulled Chris's arm with the other hand and walked out.

It's not that he has to look at Chrissy, but... this girl is obviously not awake yet, and she is a bit unsteady in her dazed way at the moment.

It wasn't until they got out of the airport that the car that came to pick them up had driven ten kilometers away before Chris asked slowly, "Where is the hotel?"

Lucy, who was sitting in the front seat, turned her head to answer an address, and then said with some distress: "But Miss, it's just in time for Paris Fashion Week, and there are too many people in Paris, so I have to wrong you to live in a suite with Mr. Yuan Of course, you don't have to worry, there are two bedrooms."

Chris looked at Lucy with an expression on her face that seemed to say: Wait, I'll think about how to kill you.

Lucy lowered her head when she saw her, and she didn't dare to look at Chris at all.

Yuan Ming opened his mouth to break the awkward atmosphere: "It's all right."

Chris's expression froze slightly.

all right?
What does he mean?
Could it be that he thought...

Chris's cheeks began to flush unconsciously.

She turned her head and looked out of the window with some unease, and began to think about the way and means of her refusal.

Is it tactful, or straightforward?Or do you want to refuse or welcome? ?
But before she could think it over, she heard Yuan Ming continue to say, "I've booked a hotel."

Chris's breathing tightened, and she almost couldn't hold back before pounced on Ya and beat her up.

(End of this chapter)