"Uncle!"

"I'm here to pick you up." He Wenwei lowered the passenger's car window, bent down and lowered his head, and shouted to Fangqi.

"Where is your Aunt Qianqian?" Fang Qi asked with confusion.

"Aunt Qianqian is a little busy... Let me come and pick you up." He Wenwei explained.

"oh..."

Put your suitcase in, sit in the passenger seat, and fasten your seat belt... With He Wenwei kicking the accelerator, the LP700-4 ran away instantly.

"Uncle?"

"Aren't you good at driving by yourself? Why do you always ask Aunt Qianqian to carry you?" He Wenwei asked.

"I recently wanted to buy a tram to travel with you. That macro mini is pretty good." Fang Xu said casually.

He Wenwei frowned and said seriously: "No, no...it's too unsafe. I think it's better to buy a car with heavy emphasis, so... I have a Mercedes-Benz S65 that's been idle at home, so why don't you drive it, my uncle."

"The fuel consumption is too exaggerated... I can't afford to drive it." Fang Qian replied.

“…”

"It's too much!" He Wenwei said angrily: "Uncle... I'll become stupid if I show off too much... Anyway, you're too much. I live in a villa worth more than 100 million yuan, and I actually say that the fuel consumption is too high and I can't afford to drive a car."

"It was."

Fang Qi smiled and said calmly: "It doesn't matter if the car is a car. Anyway, it's a journey from time to time. And... I can't drive an overly expensive car, otherwise it will cause negative reports."

"Yeah...so."

"After all, you are even bigger than big stars." He Wenwei said with a smile.

Yeah?

That's just online, who knows me in reality?

Fang Shin thought of his experience at the airport and couldn't help but feel it was cruel... Maybe this is life and this is society.

...

...

At 6:30 pm,

Yu Qianqian drove home in the car. When she opened the door, a sweet and sour smell suddenly came to her face. In an instant... a wave of warmth appeared deep in her heart. She knew that someone was cooking in the kitchen.

Hanging his shoulder bag and changing into home slippers, Yu Qianqian walked to the kitchen door, and saw him wearing an apron and skillfully flipping the pan. The red tomato sauce mixed with the pasta, and jumped up on the pot from time to time, as gorgeous as waltz.

Although the two of them had not seen each other for only two days, they were talking about Yu Qianqian, who was enjoying the world of two, as if it had been a century apart. When they saw the person they had long missed standing in front of them, their emotions had already become flooded.

He walked gently behind him, opened his arms and hugged his waist tightly, and his longing face was pressed tightly against his back.

"Remember to come back?" Yu Qianqian said unhappily.

"Of course I remember."

"This is my home, how could I forget it?" Fang Qing smiled gently and said, "Dinner is pasta, steak, mushroom soup, cod. Is this arrangement OK?"

"Um..."

Yu Qianqian responded softly, her perky nose sniffed the smell on his body, her brow frowned slightly, and she said angrily: "Have you taken a shower?"

"I've been running around for a while, and take a shower when I get home and wash away my fatigue." Fang Qing replied.

Yu Qianqian pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "I originally wanted to wash with you, but you secretly washed it off by yourself. There is no way... I'll take a bath alone tonight, and you go to the room to wait for me."

“It’s simple.”

"I can take it again." Fang Qi smiled and said, "The law does not stipulate that you cannot take a second bath."

After the words,

Fang Qing picked up the fork and rolled up some pasta, and said to Xiao Aojiao behind him, "Do you want to taste the salty taste?"

"Um..."

"Hey me!" Yu Qianqian stretched her neck, moved her head to his shoulder, and then ate it with a mouthful of it... and ate the pasta handed over by Fang Qing.

I have to say,

This tastes amazing, even better than what Italian locals make.

"tasty!"

Yu Qianqian nodded vigorously and said with a charming face: "I have never eaten such delicious pasta."

Just then,

Fang Qing suddenly broke free from her hug, turned around and looked at the arrogance of the "flower-faced cat" in front of her. Her professional outfit highlighted her unique mature temperament. The calmness between her eyebrows was faintly revealed.

Yu Qianqian slowly closed her eyes, tiptoed slightly, and faced her delicate appearance, Fang Qi would not miss the opportunity and gently ate the moist red lips directly into her mouth.

Sour sweet...

It seems to mean that tonight is also sour and sweet.

......
Chapter completed!