Chapter 132

The next morning.

The light of the sun came into the room through the window.

Ji Qianchen got up early in the morning, went downstairs to the hotel, ordered oatmeal porridge and went upstairs.

When she left, she felt the temperature on Lingxiao's forehead with her hands.

This man's self-healing ability is really super. Last night, he had a cup of waist, and the fever was gone in the morning.

When she opened the door, Ling Xiaohan had already risen and washed in the bathroom.

"Where have you been?" Ling Xiaohan rinses and rinses well. He comes out of the bathroom. His hair is slightly wet and stained with water. This does not affect the beauty of his face.

Ji Qianchen put down the porridge, took out the tableware and put it well: "I've bought porridge for you. I should eat something light when I'm sick."

Ling Xiaohan sat down in front of the sofa and looked at his little wife contentedly.

In fact, a person's life, a career, a family, a deep love of people, it is enough.

"Come here."

Ling Xiaohan 's deep and dumb voice penetrated Ji Qianchen' s ears.

Ji Qianchen turned his head and looked down at his handsome face: "let me come here, I mean, you are OK?"

Although she checked that he didn't have a fever in the morning, he didn't feel it until it was really good.

"Well." Ling Xiaohan gently nods, holding Ji Qianchen's arm in one hand, and draws her weak body into his arms.

He wanted to die in the girl's arms. The feeling that he could not sleep in the same bed bothered him all night.

The feeling of embracing her again is wonderful.

Ling Xiaohan put his chin on her shoulder, quietly smelling the unique fragrance of her hair.

Her hands were tightly tied to her waist for fear that she might escape.

Ji Qianchen is breathless.

"Why, breakfast." Ji Qianchen was afraid that the hot oatmeal would be cold.

"A moment, a moment." Ling Xiaohan is like a coquettish child, leaning on her shoulder, unwilling to let go.

That praying tone, surprised to let Ji Qianchen think that the person holding himself is not that bully cold Ling Xiaohan.

Ji Qianchen kept a posture tightly, without moving, and let him hold and hug like this.

Ling Xiaohan wants to kiss her and take a morning exercise. However, he is afraid that the cold is not all right, so he dare not relax too much.

So he just asked for a hug and let her go.

After breakfast.

The two changed their clothes and went downstairs.

Out of the hotel of the resort, there are the major scenic spots of the resort.

In the morning after the wind and rain, the sweet birds are singing in their ears.

The camphor trees are densely covered. The sunlight passes through the branches and casts mottled silhouettes.

On both sides of the road, autumn chrysanthemums are in full bloom, and there is a place on the ground. Last night, the storm rolled down the autumn night.

Ling Xiaohan takes Ji Qianchen's hand for a walk in the scenic spot.

A black Lincoln car sped past them, low-key but with a faint arrogance.

The wheels rolled up leaves.

Ji Qianchen looks at a dark figure in the back seat of the car, frowns, and fails to recover for a long time.

How can I be so like him.

No, it's impossible.

It must be a daze.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that she was in a daze, Ling Xiaohan couldn't help but reach out and pinch her slender waist.

The touch on his waist caused Ji Qianchen to tremble softly: "you are..."

"Distracted by walking with me?" Ling Xiao's cold eyes burst out with a violent air, which was terrible.

Ji Qianchen hurriedly turned around and held Ling Xiaohan's arm.

"No distraction, just to see a very good-looking bird, just a few more eyes." Ji Qianchen pouts his lips to explain.

Ling Xiao hissed in the cold. He was not satisfied with the excuse that she could not rot any more.

"Your birds are crawling on the ground?"

Lingxiao's cold tongue pierced her.

Just Ji Qianchen's line of sight is clearly from the driving car, and at this time, the birds are shouting in the branches.

"Poof..." Ji Qianchen was amused by Ling Xiaohan.

Originally want to laugh, to his that pair of fierce eyes son, frighten of swish of retracted neck.

There is nowhere to hide the heart.

Didn't she just think she saw an acquaintance? This man is really a chicken.

"Oh, I just saw that car, and then I thought it was a good car. I looked at it more." Ji Qianchen never dared to say that she looked at the man in the car.

Otherwise, some president's anger can catch the birds in the sky and roast them.

"Like it?"

Ling Xiao asked coldly.

The eyes are deep and clear, sweeping Ji Qianchen, shivering cold.

"Yes, I like that car." Ji Qianchen said.Actually, she knows nothing about cars.

"Then buy it." Ling Xiaohan pulls her hand back and turns it back.

I went to the garage to pick up my car and left the resort.

"Where are we going now? Buy a car? " Ji Qianchen didn't think Ling Xiaohan was serious.

In the early morning, I took her to buy a car. In Mingming's garage, there was a pile of luxury cars that nobody drove.

"Go to the auction."

Ling Xiaohan reads magazines and reports every day. He clearly remembers that the Bay Convention and Exhibition Center, which is not far from here, will hold an auto show auction around 10 this morning.

The auction cars prepared by the auction house are all world-class limited.

He likes cars, but Ji doesn't like them, so he doesn't want to come. Since she wants to buy a car, she will take her there.

Half an hour later, Ling Xiaohan arrived at the exhibition center by car.

Ji Qianchen jumped out of the car and stood in front of the exhibition center, stunned.

"A lot of people."

Ji Qianchen exclaimed, it turns out that there are so many car lovers in the whole Cloud City.

Ling Xiaohan stops the car and runs straight to the VIP access passage.

The usher at the door, seeing Ling Xiaohan and Ji Qianchen, bowed his head respectfully to welcome him: "welcome to Ling Shao, Mrs. Ling, this way please."

For lingxiaohan, who is so huge in Yuncheng that he can be seen in the auto show, there is nothing wrong with driving the consumption of the whole auction.

Led by a specially assigned person, they were welcomed to the VIP auction seat on the second floor. There is a compartment between the seat and the seat, and all bidders are invisible to each other unless they are willing to knock down the baffle of the compartment.

People who can go to the second floor are all the famous dignitaries of Cloud City.

I don't have the ability and skill. I can only watch people on the first floor. I don't have to get the bidding number.

The booming heavy metal music reverberated in the center of the whole conference hall. There was a huge T platform in the middle, which was used for auto show later.

Ji Qianchen sits on the sofa, clings to the railing, and looks at the dark people in the meeting place.

It's less than half an hour before the auction at the auto show.

"By the way, Ling Xiaohan, you also like cars, don't you?"

In fact, she didn't know about this hobby four years ago. She knew that it was also known through the car in the garage and the mouth of the housekeeper.

"Well."

Ling Xiaohan nodded.

"I don't have money for you to take pictures, or you can mortgage me here and take a car back." Ji Qianchen smiled.