After Yan Han finished speaking, he looked at Mr. Xi’s face and lay down to sleep.

Mr. Xi, who was threatened by a personal threat, stood for a while before going to bed. When she went over to hug her, she bit him.

Xi Quan: "Give up, or I'll do it."

When Yan Han thought of working hard until midnight last night, he froze and silently let go.

Xi Quan looked at the obviously angry little face in his arms and silently said: "The skirt is very beautiful."

"To say it."

"You're more beautiful."

“…”

Yan Han couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, then pulled up the quilt and covered his face, and walked over and muttered in a low voice, "I just need to clean up."

Xi Quan may have coaxed a woman for the first time in his life. Seeing that she seemed to be getting dark and clear, he thought it was quite easy to coax her, so he praised her.

He pulled the quilt up, hugged her waist from behind, and hugged his wife's slender body.

Yan Han lowered his eyes and showed up for a while.

Maybe he got offended her, otherwise he would have hugged her to sleep warmly except after doing the work, and would never hug her at any time.

The next day, the rain finally stopped in Paris. Yan Han woke up and saw that Xi Quan was not in the bedroom. He paused and thought he had returned to China, so he got up and left the bedroom immediately.

In the living room in the distance, a man sat on the sofa and made a phone call.

Perhaps he heard the sound, he also looked back.

Yan Han exhaled lightly, smiled and turned to wash.

When she arrived at the bathroom, she laughed at herself and thought about him a little subconsciously, and left as soon as she left. What's the matter?

I probably won't be like this next time I come, and I will forget it a little more thoroughly next time.

After washing up, Mr. Xi went up to talk about his itinerary, "My flight at noon."

"Okay, let's go to the airport together later."

"Don't you have to have breakfast?"

"No, I rarely eat breakfast, I work hard and I can't get up in the morning."

The man at the door looked at her walking in the cloakroom and asked in a low voice: "Are you quite busy lately?"

"Yeah, dizzy, Paris Fashion Week."

The man nodded.

Yan Han tilted his head and saw, "Is there anything you have to do?"

"No."

Yan Han nodded, then drove him out and she changed her clothes.

When we arrived at the airport, the sky of Paris after the rain was covered with clouds, and the thin sunlight poured down, which was very beautiful.

Xiao Yun, who was on a business trip, had already walked away. Yan Han stood beside Xi Quan and smiled: "You can go too."

Xi Quan: "Don't be too busy, have more rest. I'll take time to come next month."

"I'm really coming." She smiled, "No need, it's like that if you come or not."

The two looked at each other, Yan Han turned around and waved his hand, "If you don't leave, I'll leave first, I'll be busy, I'm busy too, bye."

She walked forward with her thin windbreaker, walked a few steps and turned her head. Seeing that he was about to leave, she said, "You are safe all the way~"

Xi Quan turned halfway and stopped. Yan Han had finished speaking and left again. The back of his man walked away in a very cool manner under the shallow sunlight.

He looked at it intently for a while, and finally pulled off his lips and set off.

Yan Han got into the carriage when he arrived at the airport and did not leave immediately. Not long after, the familiar plane took off, cut through the sky and flew to China.

She looked at it steadily until it became smaller and smaller, and finally couldn't see it, and then lowered her head.

There was a WeChat message on the phone. Yan Han opened it and looked at it. After replying to a few words about work, he found that there were sisters in the circle who were chatting.

[Hanhan, have you time to come out to gather?]

【No reply, I've been busy recently.】

【Ah you haven't come back?】

Yan Han raised his eyebrows, [What's wrong?] Is there anything she needs to return to China?

[You don’t know? I saw someone from your husband’s house in the hospital a few days ago. It seemed that their grandmother was sick.]

Yan Han was slightly stunned and replied immediately: [Is that so? A few days ago?]

【Yes, it seems that on Thursday, I saw a lot of people from the Xi family in the hospital, and I thought you would come back.】

Yan Han thought silently, no wonder Xi Quan asked her if she was very busy recently, and she seemed to have something to come but didn't say anything.

She didn't go back last time her grandmother was hospitalized, but she didn't go back again this time?

According to the plan, it will take five months to return to China. It seems that it is not good to have not visited the elderly for such a long time.

She exhaled and looked up at the sky, "You dog man will not take me back in a spacious private plane. Do you think it's easy for me to make money? And you have to book your own flight ticket, dog man!"

She lowered her head and told the sister that she would treat her to dinner next time she had time, and then got out of the car and entered the airport lobby with her bag.

While walking, I called You Yan, who was recently busy with fashion week. After explaining her work, I went in and bought a plane ticket.

Just so happened that after half an hour, she flew to Taipei City from Paris and asked her to buy it. Yan Han was happy and went in quickly.

Flying from Paris to China, it was three or four o'clock in the afternoon, and it was not much slower than the private plane of Shi Zong.

At that time, Xi Quan happened to be on the airport expressway. When he was driving near the city, Xiao Yun suddenly said to him: "Mrs. is back."

"?" He turned his head and raised his eyebrows.

Xiao Yun: "She bought a plane ticket that was half an hour late for us and returned to China."

Xi Quan was stunned for a second, then rubbed his eyebrows lightly and "turned around."

Xiao Yun turned around at the intersection and drove back to Beishi International Airport.

It was just right and people got off the plane.

When she watched her leave at the Paris Airport more than ten hours ago, Xi Quan felt that her aura was quite elegant and charming. In less than a day, she saw her coming with her hair lifted at the Taipei Airport. He suddenly felt that he didn't know how to describe her.

Yan Han didn't see anyone, and he was walking with his bag on his back and looking at his cell phone, wanting to find a car to pick her up. After walking for a while, he noticed that a pair of slender and straight legs appeared in his sight. When he raised his eyes, the tall man stared at her without blinking.

She braked, then smiled and approached him, "Are you afraid that I would blow up your plane? I drove away and asked me to buy a ticket! I wasted my money while saying that I would take more rest."

"Who told you?" he asked.

Yan Han inhale, ignored him, and walked out directly.

When he got into his car, he didn't ask any more questions, just said, "What should I do when I work?"

"Go back and step up."

He looked at her, but he seemed to want to say something but he wanted to say what you were doing when you came back, but in the end he didn't say anything, and he said nothing as if he had said something.

Yan Han ignored him. She just called the Xi family on the plane and called until she got on the plane, otherwise she would definitely tell her lies and let her go back.

My family said that I had been discharged from the hospital today and was better off staying at home for a few more days, but the grandmother of the Xi family was very bold and didn't like to stay in the hospital all the time.

The two went directly to the old house of Xi'an.

Grandma was in the bedroom, and Yan Han went after saying hello to everyone.

Seeing her appearing behind Xi Quan and lying on the bed to rest, the old man was stunned, then smiled and shook his head, and asked Xi Quan, "Did you call back?"

Yan Han sat down beside the bed, "No, how dare this person go against your will," she smiled, "It was a friend of mine who saw it in the hospital."

"Then you don't have to come back. Just call and ask how it is." Grandma touched her head and sighed gently.

Yan Han, "I didn't come back last time you were uncomfortable."

"What happened last time?"

"I'm hospitalized, too, this time, I'm not busy."

"It's strange if you're not busy." The old man felt sorry for her that she had been back from a plane for ten hours, wasting her time and energy.

Yan Han: "I miss you."

The old man looked at her, slowed down, and finally smiled relievedly: "Did you come back with Xi Quan?"

Yan Han glanced at a man who left her and snorted and smiled, "He didn't tell me that he left on the plane, and I bought the ticket myself."

Grandma choked, then glared at the great President Xi, wanting to speak but stopping, probably because she wanted to scold but didn't know how to scold her. After all, it was her attention that she had hidden it.

Yan Han laughed and looked at Mr. Xi, who looked a little desperate, and for no reason he felt in a good mood.

Grandma asked again: "It's been two months. Does Xi Quan often visit you?"

often??

It takes ten hours to fly, how could it be possible? She said, "I'm going, but he's more busy than me in his work. I can't always come back. He's better not to get old."
To be continued...