Warm Marriage: Sheng Pampers His Wife

Chapter 91 The journey begins

The next morning, Song Ying and Xia Tingjin got up early and had breakfast with Zhou Qingyun who came to see them off. Later, the family of three went to the airport together.

Ordinarily, she and Xia Tingjin were both adults and there was no need to send them off, but Zhou Qingyun decisively changed her mind considering certain circumstances.

In addition, during the time outside, Xia Tingjin had to act abnormally, at least for the last few days, he had to be careful.

"In order to make some people relax their vigilance, you have to be wronged for a while." Zhou Qingyun said wronged, but gloating was clearly written on her face.

Xia Tingjin: "..."

Song Ying raised the corner of her mouth.

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It's not a holiday, and there are not many international flights at the airport. Song Ying and Xia Tingjin found seats on the plane and sat down quietly.

Their first stop is Paris. It takes twelve hours from S City International Airport to Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris. This is not the first time that Xia Tingjin has taken such a long flight, but it is the first time that he has been on an idle plane.

He was a little at a loss.

Especially when Song Ying beside her had already taken out the book.

Frowning and thinking for a while, Xia Tingjin took out the tablet that Zhou Qingyun stuffed into his bag in the morning.

Several well-known movies this year have been downloaded to the computer, and there are also some best-selling books in the world on the bookshelf of the e-book app.

Torn between watching movies with headphones on and quietly reading novels, Xia Tingjin quit the video site and clicked on a book to read.

While watching, he secretly glanced at Song Ying.

The book she was reading... turned out to be the English version of "Notre Dame de Paris"!
Xia Tingjin's English is terrible, as to why he can understand the title of the book...

There is a row of Chinese translations in small characters on the upper right of the book!

Probably feeling Xia Tingjin's gaze, Song Ying looked at him indifferently: "Suddenly want to see this, what are you looking at?"

Xia Tingjin quickly turned over the phone, preventing Song Ying from looking at the screen.

His movements were too rigid and too fast, Song Ying blinked, thinking that Xia Tingjin paid more attention to privacy in this aspect, so she hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I don't know..."

"It's a complete collection of jokes." Seeing that the two of them were about to fall into an awkward situation, Xia Tingjin looked a little unnatural: "I'm just embarrassed to say that I'm reading this kind of book."

That would make Song Ying feel that he is low!

After living for so many years, Xia Tingjin only regrets why he didn't study hard back then at this moment.

He didn't even know how to talk to Song Ying.

His face was pale, and he felt a little uncomfortable. Song Ying turned his mind a little and understood his mood.

Putting the book on her lap calmly, Song Ying opened the handbag sideways and took out a reader about the size of a tablet computer.

"Reading with a mobile phone hurts your eyes. Use this to read!" She opened the reader and put it in front of Xia Tingjin.

This reader is currently in the upper-middle configuration, and the response is faster than the general configuration. A few seconds after clicking on it, the page of the bookshelf appears.

"You can read these books as you like. If you don't like them, you can buy them from the bookstore." Song Ying lowered her head and taught Xia Tingjin in a soft voice.

"Okay, okay!" Xia Tingjin took the reader and flicked on the screen with his fingers stiffly.

There are three pages of books on the bookshelf. The first two pages are basically all literary works. On the third page, Xia Tingjin scanned them one by one. On the last page, he saw a book - "One Hundred Classic Jokes" !
It turned out that Song Ying would also read this kind of book!

Realizing that Song Ying can also read books that don't consume brain power, Xia Tingjin's heart gradually stabilized.

Song Ying had been paying attention to Xia Tingjin's expression since she handed the reader to him. Seeing the relaxation of his facial muscles, she felt a little calm.

In fact, Zhong Yi bought the joke book in the reader, she has never read it.But if it can make Xia Tingjin happy, it doesn't matter if she pretends to have seen it.

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It was one o'clock in the afternoon local time when we arrived in Paris. The weather was fine and the temperature was slightly lower. After leaving the airport, Song Ying and Xia Tingjin hired a taxi to go to the hotel.

The hotel was booked by Zhou Qingyun for them. It is in the center of Paris, very close to famous attractions like the Eiffel Tower.

In addition, there are many gourmet restaurants next to the hotel.

"When we get out of the car, let's go eat first." Song Ying told the driver the address of the hotel in French, then she turned her head and said to Xia Tingjin.

Xia Tingjin opened his mouth and did not speak.

Song Ying' Huh? ' One sound.

Xia Tingjin woke up like a dream, patted his face and said yes.

After a while, he asked, "Did you just speak French?"

Song Ying smiled, "Some French people can't speak English, so speaking French is the most appropriate here."

Xia Tingjin was surprised not because of this, but because Song Ying could speak French!

Seeming to see his confusion, Song Ying moved the handbag to the side of her leg, and said with a smile: "I came to France to play before, and I learned some simple oral communication."

Xia Tingjin accurately grasped the point, "Have you been here before?"

Song Ying didn't hide it from him, "I came here once a few years ago."

Xia Tingjin immediately felt sorry for Song Ying, and immediately thought of a remedy, "Since you have already played, let's go to other cities!"

"No need." Afraid that Xia Tingjin would think too much, Song Ying added: "The last time I came, I just walked around. I didn't really go around much. It's good to go around again this time."

She thought of herself wholeheartedly, and Xia Tingjin was inexplicably moved, thinking that she must let Song Ying have fun along the way.

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The taxi finally stopped in front of the hotel gate. Song Ying paid the money and entered the hotel with her handbag.

Behind her, Xia Tingjin thanked the hotel waiter for his help, and followed with a suitcase in one hand.

Zhou Qingyun booked a luxury suite with one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom. The inside was cleaned cleanly. Xia Tingjin put Song Ying's luggage inside, pushed his own luggage and went out.

Seeing him like this, Song Ying hurriedly called to stop him, "You can live in this room tonight!" Xia Tingjin was overjoyed.

Immediately thinking that there was only one bed in this room, he opened his mouth and refused, "It may be inconvenient for you to be here."

"No." Song Ying turned sideways, and the next moment, Xia Tingjin saw a big bed in the bedroom that was big enough for four or five people to lie on.

"The suite is enough for the two of us, there is no need to book another one." Although they are not short of money, they can't waste it too much.

Xia Tingjin's eyes lit up.

So that night, after waking up, Xia Tingjin slept with Song Ying for the first time.

Although the distance between the two can sleep two more people, it is also very good.

With such extreme joy, Xia Tingjin closed his eyes, and after more than half an hour, he fell asleep listening to Song Ying's shallow breathing.

　The cold is still not good, basically I have no ideas, and I took the medicine after dinner, and I am so sleepy that I can’t keep my eyes open, so today and yesterday’s writing are only half written.

　　Say sorry to you guys.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)