The two cars drove out of the community at the same time. Audi with a smile from Qi went straight to the airport. Martha Fang Chengran circled around the road and drove back.

When standing at the door of Yang Wei's house again, Fang Chengran showed a sinister smile on his face-fortunately, he was secretly putting Yang Wei's key into his pocket while Qi was talking on the phone.

He reached out the door key from his trouser pocket, opened the door lightly as a thief, and put Yang Wei's key back in place.

Qi Xiaoyan waited for twenty minutes at the airport and finally saw the person he was waiting for: "Aunt Zhao." He shouted to a middle-aged woman wearing a light-colored suit at the exit, the sound was not too small, just right Let people hear clearly.The woman who burned the little black roll looked around, and when she saw Qi Xiaoyan's eyebrows, she immediately opened her eyes and smiled: "Smile, did you wait a long time?"

"No." Qi Xiaoyan stepped forward to help her with her luggage and acted very gentleman: "My car is parked outside, let's go out first."

"Okay." Aunt Zhao followed him in the car and looked out of the window with some novelty. "I haven't been to City A for two years, but I can't recognize it here. This city is changing with each passing day."

Qi Xiaoyan didn't answer the call, but Aunt Zhao was interested: "Smile, are you busy teaching at university?"

"Fortunately."

"I saw the paper you published a while ago in the magazine and it was wonderful."

"Thank you."

Aunt Zhao laughed: "You are still the same as when you were a kid." She paused and asked again, "Are you too good?"

Qi smiled and said, "She is fine."

Aunt Zhao said with a smile: "I heard your mother said you were shocked when you got married. You didn't know that. Your mother has always been worried that you will live alone. Alas, our family Wenwen is waiting for you So long."

Aunt Zhao and Qi Xiaoyan’s parents are colleagues. The two originally lived in a compound and the relationship was not bad.Qi Xiaoyan has been excellent since childhood, and Aunt Zhao has long been in love with his son-in-law. Unfortunately, Qi Xiaoyan has gone too fast. Her family Wenwen has not graduated from high school and he has gone abroad to study for a doctor.

"Aunt Zhao laughed." Qi Xiaoyan turned a corner at the intersection, and there was no emotion in his voice.Aunt Zhao knew this is what he was like, and was not displeased: "Where are we going?"

Qi smiled and said: "Dingou Hotel, I have called to book a room for you."

When Yang Wei woke up, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.My stomach is no longer painful, but I feel a little hungry at the moment.She slept in the quilt for two minutes, got up slowly, and walked to the kitchen.

There was a faint aroma of food in the living room, Yang Wei's brow moved, and he carefully glanced into the kitchen.

Fang Chengran held the spoon in his right hand and was tasting the porridge in the spoon.He lowered his head slightly, and the bangs on his forehead swept his eyes, with a faint charm.This is really a pleasing picture. Yang Wei couldn't bear to destroy it. After watching it for a few seconds, she coughed and said: "Fang Chengran, haven't you left yet?"

Hearing Yang Wei's voice, Fang Chengran lifted his eyes slightly, and his lips raised a light smile: "I think you will be very hungry when you wake up, so stay here to help you cook, isn't it very moving?"

Yang Wei laughed and walked over to take a look at the pot. It was Xiaomi Egg Brown Sugar Porridge: "Will you still make this?"

Fang Chengran picked up the mobile phone placed aside and shook it: "There are many online searches."

Yang Wei nodded sincerely, Fang Chengran waved to her: "You go and sit in the living room, it will be fine soon."

"Okay." Yang Wei took two steps outwards, and then stopped suddenly, then turned around and asked, "Fang Chengran, have you been here?"

"Yes."

"Then... has anyone been here?"

Fang Chengran had a spoon in his hand and raised his head to look at her: "No, why ask?"

Yang Wei smiled and said: "It's nothing, don't make the porridge boil."