175, just one branch?

Secretary-General Zhao took the city leader's seat and drove out of the municipal government for a short section of the road, and was stopped by another city bureau leader's car parked on the side of the road. Xiang Xiaolan had naturally seen it for a long time and parked the car behind the leader Chen Da's car with a tacit understanding.

Zhao Yaqin had received a call from the guy, saying that she came to pick her up for a ride after get off work, and she agreed reluctantly. She didn't know what was wrong with the guy who was arrogant and didn't know what was wrong with the guy who was polite on weekdays, and she suddenly felt a little nervous.

Zhao Yaqin got into the passenger seat of the leader Chen Da’s car, and Xiang Xiaolan drove home to the house first. She would not be regarded as a hateful light bulb even if she beat her to death. She just couldn’t imagine how the two leaders would celebrate Valentine’s Day? It would be really exaggerating to think about it.

Zhao Yaqin looked at the very stylish look in front of her and curled her lips, "What's the point of having such a heaven?"

In fact, the day was quite warm and there was no wind. This year's New Year was really late. Ten days have passed since the beginning of spring, and the climate at the end of the year is not easy to be very cold.

Chen Guobin said lightly without comment: "I know that when I go to work and get off work, my head will get in. Occasionally, I should adjust it appropriately." While starting the car and driving into the street with few cars, it was indeed a bit deserted to go out for a ride when it was almost the Chinese New Year. In fact, Chen Guobin himself rarely took a ride for a long time. Unlike those days, his head was in chaos, and it was only more comfortable to have more toilets outside.

Zhao Yaqin hummed twice and sighed: "The New Year will be in tomorrow."

"Year after year, I'm just here." Chen Guobin looked light and changed his tone: "Are you planning to go home during the Spring Festival?"

"I don't know yet." Zhao Yaqin suddenly felt a big headache, "Time is very tight, and I'm annoying to go back. My house is not as good as yours."

"I'll go with you." Chen Guobin suddenly said seriously: "I haven't even been to my father-in-law and mother-in-law's house once after four years of marriage."

Zhao Yaqin looked in surprise. She occasionally thought about this problem, but always thought it was unimaginable. In fact, she only returned home once last year. Both of them were very awesome.

Zhao Yaqin frowned: "You really want to go?"

Chen Guobin glared: "Will I mention it if I don't go?"

Zhao Yaqin snorted, "Then I would like to remind you first that my family is not as easy as yours. If you encounter something that is not happy, not happy, and not happy, don't be able to bear it. It would be too bad to have something unpleasant in the New Year."

"I am not as bad as you think. I will still bow my head when it's time to bow my head. At worst, I will talk less." Chen Guobin's face was very relaxed, "Then let's just say that. Then let's make a decision. At that morning, the plane will be on the first morning of the New Year. Xiaolan will just ask Xiaolan to take Aunt Mei back to her hometown, and then she should go back to her hometown. When we come back to work, you can call a driver to take it on, so that Aunt Mei and Xiaolan will stay in their hometown for a few more days. As leaders, you should be more humane to care about the people around you, so that they should not make them born to serve."

"Hmph, you are noble!" Zhao Yaqin gritted her teeth, "I understand." Zhao Yaqin suddenly felt the pressure increased sharply when she really wanted to go to her house with her, which was much more than when she went to that guy's house for the first time.

As the two chatted, it became darker. Now the day is still short and the night is long, and it will soon be dark after work.

Chen Guobin just walked around the street, making Zhao Yaqin increasingly confused about what he was going to do. It seemed that he was just going out for a ride, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth with hatred.

"Why are you running here again?" Zhao Yaqin frowned and shouted when she found him turning into the quiet path leading to the side of Longshan Lake. She was really scared. She had been here once before, but it was summer a year and a half ago.

Chen Guobin said something light: "There are few people here, and they are relatively quiet."

Zhao Yaqin wanted to cry: "Who is this person?" Only ghosts!

Chen Guobin snorted and disdained: "Secretary General Zhao, you are a quasi-senior cadre of our party at least. You are so brave and afraid of ghosts. With me here, who can do what you can do?"

Zhao Yaqin immediately thrust her chest: "Who is afraid?" She felt brave and wanted to see what the guy brought her here to do. When she heard the following sentence, she felt much more at ease, after all, that guy was a man.

There were still hazy things like steamed buns on the hills. Miss Zhao's courage immediately became smaller. The side where she sat was just right next to her, and her body couldn't help but lean towards the guy, feeling a little more solid.

Chen Guobin was speechless in his eyes. Finally, he drove out of the road until the lakeside. He turned off the engine and pulled the handbrake to open the car door, but found that his left hand was tightly held by Zhao Yaqin, who was suddenly frightened, and his voice trembled and cried: "Don't leave me behind."

Chen Guobin was stunned and laughed and cried. He never thought that Zhao Yaqin's courage was getting backwards as he grew longer.

"I really admire you." Chen Guobin shook his head, leaned over and carried her who was poor at home, preparing to go out together from here.

Zhao Yaqin stayed in Chen Guobin's arms for a moment and refused to move. She felt that this was the safest. She pouted again and stared at him with great objection, as if he still owe her something.

Chen Guobin hummed twice, reached out and took out something from somewhere, and directly inserted it into Miss Zhao's head, steadily, adding a lot of color and turning into a flower girl.

"What is this?" Zhao Yaqin frowned and wanted to take it down and take it, but Chen Guobin reached out to stop it. "It's just a flower. It's very beautiful on your head." He looked at it very seriously, and his expression was very satisfied. This rose was bought by Leader Chen before, who skipped the shift and bought it. There were not many flowers, but if you were interested, you would be more careful. Anyway, leader Chen would never be able to do boring things like 999 roses. It's not easy for him to buy a flower.

Zhao Yaqin was stunned, her eyes were a little blurred, she stared at the guy, and pouted: "Just one?"

Chen Guobin curled his lips lightly: "In total, I only bought one branch. If you buy more flowers, you will be overwhelmed. And if you insert one branch on your head, you will be the most beautiful. If you insert too much, you will think you came from the village."

Zhao Yaqin gritted her teeth and rolled her eyes and said angrily: "Hate!" She was so excited that she couldn't help but feel excited. This was the first time she received roses in her life, but after four years of marriage, she felt a little crying. Miss Zhao actually had romantic fantasies, fantasizing that she could receive a big bouquet of roses, but as a result, someone gave her a branch as if she was very amazing, it was simply...

Looking at her face shy and particularly cute, Chen Guobin stretched his head and suddenly leaned over, but saw a high look of panic in Zhao Yaqin's eyes, and even his breathing was paused. Chen Guobin suddenly came to his senses and remembered that her psychological quality was not enough. He changed it in time and pecked her forehead hard, with a keen look, and sent a warm blessing: "Yaqin, happy holiday, I wish you a better and better."

Zhao Yaqin's heart finally didn't jump out. She almost fainted from nervousness just now. Fortunately, she just touched her forehead. Zhao Yaqin was quite helpful to that guy, who was stingy and praised the rare words, and replied shyly: "Thank you Guobin. You are the same..."

After hugging quietly for a while, Chen Guobin twisted Zhao Yaqin out of the car, grabbed her little hand, stood by the lake and looked at the scenery of Longshan Lake vaguely in the night. He couldn't help but think of the summer night a year and a half ago. It seemed that it was yesterday, and it seemed that it had been a long time and a long time. Mixed with those memories, for him, the view of time and space was once twisted and chaotic, and finally gradually recovered.

And at this moment, he took another big step.

Zhao Yaqin was still a little dizzy and her body was a little weak. She had forgotten the chaotic hill behind her, and was intoxicated by the long-lost tranquility of the lake and mountains under the night before her, but how charming it was. She unconsciously got close to the guy and felt very warm.

Zhao Yaqin and Chen Guobin stood together and only lowered their heads less than half, but now they seemed particularly dependent on others and completely lost their image as a leader.

Chen Guobin couldn't help but let go of her little hand, and hugged it on her soft waist. Although he had also hugged it while sleeping, he felt very different at this time. Unexpectedly, this was a city leader, but Section Chief Chen was speechless in his heart. The leader celebrated Valentine's Day, but in fact it was like this.

Zhao Yaqin's head was soft on the guy's shoulders, making her even more nervous, but she didn't have the strength to struggle. She cheered herself up and hugged her, so it was no big deal.

"Yaqin, thank you for your hard work in the past few years."

Chen Guobin was moved for a long time to say something.

Zhao Yaqin was stunned, but shook her head gently: "I want to thank you Guobin even more for helping me find the happiness in life again."

Chen Guobin hugged him a little, and it was not easy to say a thousand words. Finally, he said firmly: "We will live happier in the future!"

Zhao Yaqin nodded vigorously...

When the car drove to the door of the house, Zhao Yaqin finally took off the rose from the plug. She looked at it awkwardly and then carefully hid it in her sleeve, for fear that the two people at home would find it. Chen Guobin shook his head speechless and did not point it out on the spot. The woman wanted to save face, and as long as it was not outrageous, she should cooperate appropriately!

"Why are you back?"

When Mei Lanxiang opened the door, she greeted the two of them warmly and looked at them very carefully, but found that they seemed to be no different from usual. She didn't see the legendary rose. She couldn't help but stare at the guy. The guy looked back with an innocent look, and the light fell on Zhao Yaqin's cuff and signaled for a while. Mei Lanxiang immediately found a little clue, understood it, and felt particularly happy for a moment, and did not do anything to that guy anymore.

Zhao Yaqin hurried upstairs, and she needed to hide the roses in a good place to make the specimen to be preserved. At the same time, she also needed to digest it carefully. It was like a dream before, but she had not yet brought her back to her senses. After the atmosphere disappeared, she felt even more awkward. Thinking about that guy was so hateful that he was...

While sleeping, Mei Lanxiang tried to slap, pushed Chen Guobin into Zhao Yaqin's boudoir without saying a word, and then closed the door tightly from outside.

Looking at Zhao Yaqin, who was sitting on the bed with a depressed look on her face, Chen Guobin shook his head and smiled: "What are you doing so excited? It's not the first time. Aunt Mei has been with her for so many years, and her mood is understandable."

Zhao Yaqin was wearing a generous pajama and was still bulging. Her face was angrily and she curled her lips: "I'm going to sleep." As she said that, she lay down and drilled into the comfortable quilt, and soon rolled to the other end.

Chen Guobin followed him to bed and lay down here.

Both of them couldn't fall asleep and looked at the ceiling and remained silent for a long time.

Zhao Yaqin turned her body and looked at her first: "You haven't fallen asleep yet?"

"You are different?" Chen Guobin also turned his body sideways, "Will you feel comfortable if I fall asleep?"

Zhao Yaqin was stunned for a moment, and immediately rolled her eyes and said angrily: "You are so pretty, I feel very comfortable when you fall asleep."

Chen Guobin snorted lightly and moved to the middle of the bed, "Come here a little. If you can't sleep, just hold it, then you will sleep the fastest, just like a cat!"

Zhao Yaqin wanted to kill someone, so she hummed twice, and moved over reluctantly, staring at her and said, "Just hug!"

Chen Guobin was too lazy to talk too much, and reached out and hugged it skillfully in his arms. It was always so soft and the faint fragrance made people intoxicated. This feeling was both beautiful and not so pleasant. People always had normal reactions, and always suppressed with pure thoughts. It was not easy.

The two of them were silent again. Zhao Yaqin was hugged but it was not so easy to fall asleep. She was a little excited. Chen Guobin was not easy to fall asleep, and if Zhao Yaqin didn't fall asleep, he couldn't sleep. In today's special environment, it would be more depressing.

Zhao Yaqin suddenly stared at the face above and frowned: "Chen Guobin, I'll ask you a question."

"I'll ask, Zhao Yaqin." Chen Guobin looked down and looked at him in a tit-for-tat way.

Zhao Yaqin stared at her firmly: "You didn't take the wrong medicine today, did you?"

"What do you think?" Chen Guobin glared, holding back his eyes and didn't knock her a chestnut, "Am I so bored?"

"How do I know?" Zhao Yaqin was not willing to be outdone, "You often like to do some inexplicable things."

Chen Guobin shook his head and angrily: "I really don't understand the mood! Go to bed quickly, there is no formal holiday tomorrow."

Zhao Yaqin gritted her teeth and frowned, "What should I do if I can't sleep? It's all your fault!" She found that this time was different. She used to sleep like this, but now she is not used to it.

"Close your eyes and help you press it." Chen Guobin sighed helplessly, freeing his hands and putting them on her temples and rubbed them. Now Zhao Yaqin finally became confused and finally fell asleep.

Looking carefully at her pretty face that had long lost her superior temperament, Chen Guobin was always so restrained by himself, but he didn't want to be too radical when Zhao Yaqin's mentality was not fully adapted. Just as the pure gift of sending flowers today made Zhao Yaqin almost faint. Her tolerance for this aspect was always a little weak, which was completely different from her erotic style in the officialdom.

But Chen Guobin plans to go step by step. Today, sending flowers and so on isn’t it a huge breakthrough, not only for her, but also for himself…

(ps: Thank you very much for your warm support. At the same time, I would like to thank the great nn9918 aunt for continuously giving strong spiritual encouragement through QQ during this period, as well as excessive material encouragement. Huo Cha disagreed with rewards, and almost no one expressed his gratitude. I apologize here and remember it deeply in my heart. Thank you again!)
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