Song Xi didn't stay at Gu Dongxu's house for long. Ling Yue returned to sacheng today and invited her and Qiao Aiwen to dinner before leaving.

When Song Xi drives to the hotel, they are already waiting in the private room. Qiao Aiwen stretches her arms across the table. Ling Yue sits back deliberately, so that she can't see or touch.

Seeing this, Song Xi joked, "am I early?"

Ling Yue looks the same: "order."

Song Xi sits opposite Ling Yue, with Qiao Aiwen's face down. Song Xi asks, "what's the matter?"

She pursed her lips and said, "I'm in a bad mood."

Song Xi said, "I see. Why are you in a bad mood?"

Qiao AI Wen Chin a lift, signal opposite Ling Yue.

Song Xi looked up and said, "what's wrong with her?"

Ling Yue replied calmly, "it's none of my business."

The voice falls, Qiao AI Wen immediately frowns to receive a way: "how does not concern your business son?"? You are going to leave in three and a half hours. You don't miss me at all because you don't have enough oil and salt on your face? "

Song Xi looked down at the meal book, a pair of I can't see or hear, you say you, I'm a transparent person.

Ling Yue tries to keep his face unchanged. Before that, he has been worn by Qiao Aiwen for nearly half an hour. He really regrets that he was so soft hearted that he came out early to see her.

Seeing that he didn't say a word and dropped his eyes to drink tea, Qiao Aiwen lay on the table and said that she couldn't sleep the day before yesterday, thinking that he was going

Ling Yue couldn't help but frown and said, "I'm going home for a new year. It's only a week ago. It's not like I won't come back."

Look at her appearance, I don't know, I think he drove back to the West.

Qiao Aiwen looked at him with tears in her eyes and said, "one week, ninety-eight hours. The night city and the city of SA are so far apart that I can't see one side. How can I spend such a long time?"

Song Xi did not look up, slowly said: "168 hours."

Qiao AI Wen side head, a face at a loss: "ah?"

Ling Yue had no choice but to open his lips: "ninety eight hours a week, how do you calculate?"

After that, without waiting for Qiao Aiwen's response, he added in a low voice: "what a fool."

Qiao Aiwen was silent. She seemed to be calculating the number of hours in a week. After a while, she raised her eyes and said, "I said casually, why are you so serious?"

When women are unreasonable, they usually act in a coquettish way. Qiao Aiwen is a good hand at grinding Ling Yue. No matter whether there are other people or not, she grinds Ling Yue restlessly and says in a low voice: "eat, talk less."

Qiao Aiwen used the chopsticks to bring him vegetables. Ling Yue said, "I can get there myself."

She said, "I'd love to. You can handle it."

If Miss Ben wants to give it to you, you have to take it. It doesn't matter whether he is happy or not, but whether she is happy or not.

Song Xi quietly lowers his head to eat. He secretly tells us that the personalities of George Sheng and Qiao Aiwen are very different. At least in love, they are quite different. One is slow stewing at low temperature, and the other is fierce attack. But the ending is the same. You can soak whoever you want.

After dinner, three people go to the airport together. Qiao Aiwen is still laughing on the way. But when Ling Yue gets the ticket and wants to enter the security check, her eyes turn red instantly. She purses her lips and stares at him. Ling Yue sees this, and her heart is also pulled up. She says: "such a big person, crying, not afraid that others will laugh at you?"

Qiao Aiwen frowned and wept. She didn't say anything. She just stepped forward with open arms and wanted to hug him. Ling Yue wanted to stop him, but she didn't push her away when she raised her hand. However, she let her close to herself.

Song Xi said with a wink: "elder martial brother, I won't send you. I'll contact you for the new year."

With that, she turned and walked out with a smile.

Ling Yue stood in the same place for a long time and then said, "is it enough

Qiao Aiwen hugged him hard and said in a dull voice, "it's not enough."

Ling Yue said, "what kind of local products do you want from sacheng? I'll bring them back to you in a few years."

"I don't want anything, I want you," Qiao said

Ling Yue always feels that he is very upright. When he was in love, he didn't say much sweet words. Not only he didn't say it, but he couldn't hear it. He always felt very numb. However, Qiao Aiwen liked to say it very much. For the first time, he didn't feel uncomfortable. He thought about the reason carefully. Maybe when she said it, she was very honest in her eyes and body, It's not as if I'm just telling the truth.

Even if it is the heart of the heart, there will be Wu hot day, not to mention he is not a heart of stone.

People from nearby were looking at them. Ling Yue lowered his head and said in a low voice, "OK, I'm leaving."

Qiao Aiwen hugged him harder. Ling Yue raised her right hand, pinched the ball on the right side of her head, and said in a voice, "I'm twenty-four and still pretend to be a child. My niece is four years old and doesn't comb this hair."

Qiao AI Wen lies on his chest, stuffy voice answers a way: "that is her hair can't do without comb."

Ling Yue with a smile: "you are still very proud?"

Qiao Aiwen suddenly raised her head and asked with tears in her eyes, "don't you like it?"

Ling Yue and her eyes are opposite, looking at her beautiful face without heavy make-up, her words suddenly stop.

Qiao AI Wen hugged him two times and asked again, "do you like it“

People come and go in the airport, broadcasting one after another. This is a place where people come and go. Before, I didn't realize how sad it was to leave. After all, he would come back. But at this moment, somehow, he had the impulse not to leave.

Qiao Aiwen saw that he didn't answer. She frowned and pursed: "you don't like me?"

With that, her arms gradually relaxed and she was about to withdraw from her arms.

Ling Yue couldn't tell from the bottom of her heart whether she was soft or warm. She held two balls on her head in her two hands, opened her lips, and said in a voice, "I like it."

Qiao Aiwen eyes a bright: "you like me?"

Ling Yue raised his lips: "I like your Fuwa head."

She said immediately, "what about me? What about me? "

Ling Yue said, "you are a fool. Do you think normal people like a fool?"

Qiao Aiwen's face broke down in an instant.

Ling Yue resisted the impulse to pinch her face, took back her hand and said, "I'm leaving. You should go back as soon as possible. Be careful when driving on the road."

Qiao Aiwen's sad parting just came up again. Looking at her moist eyes, Ling Yue tried to ignore it and said as usual: "keep the fish well and don't die."

"Will you miss me?" Qiao said

Ling Yue wanted to say no, but her tears rolled in her eyes. He looked at it for two seconds and almost said helplessly, "yes, I'll miss you. Don't look. Let's go."

"You go in," said Jo

Ling Yue said, "you go first."

"You go in and I'll go."

Neither of them is willing to leave a figure for each other. Poor Song Xi went to the airport Starbucks to buy two cups of coffee. The single dog had to use external force to keep warm.