Nan Che's voice came from ahead. Song Xiang looked forward and found that he was sitting in the driver's seat, flying the helicopter himself.
Yun Yun was sitting in the passenger seat and said, "Xiaoyi, there is a big whale."
Song Xiang heard the sound and quickly opened the window to look out.
Sure enough, a whale emerged from the sea and was opening its mouth to hunt for food.
The fish panicked and jumped into the whale's mouth densely, which looked very spectacular.
Song Xiang exclaimed softly, pulling Yan Han to watch together.
Her belly was already swollen, but when she lay on the window and looked out, she still showed her girlish charm.
Yan Han kissed her and said, "There was a pink dolphin just now."
"Then why didn't you call me?"
"I'm already snoring while I'm asleep, why should I call you?"
"Nonsense, I never snore."
Yan Han teased her, "Of course only I know whether you snore or not. How do you know?"
Song Xiang snorted, "It's impossible anyway."
Yan Han hugged her, looked at the sea, and asked her, "Are you dizzy? Do you feel like vomiting?"
Song Xiang shook his head, "It's okay, I just feel a little bloated."
"Then I'll get you some medicine."
"No need." Song Xiang stopped him and said, "It should be there soon. Stop working."
She leaned back against him and said, "I'll just lean on you for a while."
"OK."
The two talked softly, and the speed of the plane soon slowed down significantly.
Nan Che whistled twice and was in a good mood.
The plane landed slowly, and after a noticeable vibration, stopped on the shore.
Song Xiang looked out, and as far as he could see, there was a large osmanthus forest. Before he even got off the plane, the fragrance had already penetrated in.
"Good boy, get off the plane."
Nan Che unbuckled his seat belt and got off the plane first.
Song Xiang and Yan Han followed closely, but Yun Yun went to take care of Gong Shiheng.
Song Xiang's hair was blown up by the sea breeze, and he had to rely on the severe cold to blow it down. His breath was full of sea breeze mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus, which was very unique.
She smoothed her hair and looked forward, finding two men and a woman waiting for them not far away.
Nan Che opened his arms from afar, "You told me when you left that you wanted to miss me, but you actually waited here for me in advance?"
Before he even got close, the three men had already skillfully bypassed him.
"Who gave you the confidence that we would come to pick you up?"
"Fool."
"..."
Three people, disgusted in different ways.
Nan Che was not surprised and naturally changed his posture to cross his chest with his arms.
When Song Xiang saw those people approaching, he quickly stopped.
The leading man looked to be in his thirties, and he came up to them and said, "Let me see, is this Qingqing's daughter?"
The woman behind him held her heart in her hands and exclaimed, "They look very similar."
The other person looked very cold and just nodded to Yan Han without saying much.
Song Xiang guessed that they were from the same generation as Nan Che, so he said hello obediently, "Hello, uncle, hello aunt."
The woman chuckled lightly, saw her belly, and quickly went to help her.
Song Xiang was a little uncomfortable and still held Yan Han's hand.
"Your husband?" the woman asked.
Song Xiang nodded.
"Tsk, your husband looks a bit like Yan Zhicheng." The man said.
In an instant, the attention of the other two people also fell on Yan Han's face.
Song Xiang felt uncertain and moved closer to Yan Han.
Yan Han was calm, held her shoulders, and said to the people in front of her: "Unfortunately, my face didn't look good."