crescent moon

The day before leaving for Paris, Song Yan stood in the cloakroom dancing happily, humming and twisting, while Quan Zhilong sat cross-legged on the carpet to help her pack her luggage.

If Song's mother sees this, she will definitely say: "You just get used to her! No matter how old you are, you won't pack your luggage by yourself."

But Quan Zhilong is now happy to get used to it, Song Yan is much younger than him, Quan Zhilong always treats her like a child, the more he dotes on her, the more he gets used to it, Song Yan who dotes on her becomes more and more like a child.

This time Song Yan was traveling with the assistant of Quan Zhilong's makeup artist, and it was winter in Paris, very cold. Quan Zhilong packed her very warm clothes, such as down jackets and cotton clothes, to help her I took a long down jacket to wear at the airport tomorrow, a short padded jacket and sweater, two pairs of jeans, and finally a pair of daddy shoes and a pair of single shoes.

The rest were some underwear, Quan Zhilong packed them all up for Song Yan like an old lady and put them in the storage bag, then raised his head and asked, "What do you bring for your skin care products?"

Song Yan was bouncing around, and said, "Anyway, you can't take off your hat and mask when you go to Paris, so what's the point of wearing makeup? Just bring a set of lotion samples! The rest is yours!"

Quan Zhilong nodded and said, "Go and bring me the sample."

Song Yan walked towards her dressing table bouncing around, the fishbone braid behind her bouncing and bouncing with her movements, Quan Zhilong saw her cute appearance, and inadvertently showed a smile all over his face, this smile With a little pampering, eyes like looking at a naughty child, full of love inside.

He really felt that Song Yan was a ray of light in his life, which could illuminate his negative and dark emotional corners.

When he is with her, he will forget all the stress and unhappiness, and become happy, and he is really happy with her, every minute and every second.

Helping Song Yan pack her luggage and put it aside, Quan Zhilong started to pack his own things. He didn't have many things, so he packed them up quickly, and then hung up the clothes to be worn at the airport tomorrow morning, stood up and said, "Pack up." It's over."

The two walked out of the cloakroom and sat on the floor of the entrance again. In front of them was a pile of unfinished white boards.

Song Yan's current residence is one elevator, one household. When the elevator door opens, there is a square space, and then there is the entrance door. Song Yan thinks that the door can be used.

Quan Zhilong seldom goes back to the downstairs house now, and always lives in her house, and things are moved up little by little. Song Yan's custom-made wardrobe and shoe cabinet in the cloakroom are not enough, so the two had to buy another set of simple ones. Splicing shoe racks for use at the door.

Quan Zhilong sat cross-legged on the ground, first carefully read the manual, and then picked up the base of a shoe cabinet like a nail gun nearby.

Song Yan couldn't help him with anything, but just sat aside to accompany him.

"By the way, brother, I'm going back to China after I come back from Paris!"

Quan Zhilong lowered his head and concentrated on the wooden boards, and said, "Go back to China? How long will you stay?"

Song Yan said with some reluctance: "About a month! Because I want to go back to China for the Spring Festival!"

Quan Zhilong heard that it took so long for her to return, he looked up at her and said, "So long? I happen to have a vacation, and I said I would take you to the seaside for vacation."

Song Yan didn't want to be separated from him for such a long time, but she had to go back for a traditional festival like the Spring Festival. She frowned and said, "But I have to go back!"

After finishing speaking, she got a flash of inspiration, stood up and said, "Brother, wait for me to make a call."

After finishing speaking, he ran to the living room and took his mobile phone to call Song's mother: "Mom! Have you finished eating yet? My dad!"

Song's mother laughed and said, "Eat! Your father just came back from a social event, and he drank too much, and he is sleeping soundly reeking of alcohol!"

Song Yan laughed, and got to the point: "Are you still celebrating Chinese New Year in Hainan today?"

"Yes, your father and I will go next week, and your brother will be there on New Year's Eve. How about you? When will you come back? By the way, can the hospital ask for leave?"

"I'm resigning! I found a partner and plan to open a dental clinic together!"

Song's mother never interfered with Song Yan's thoughts and what she wanted to do, and she didn't say too much when she heard the words, she just said: "Okay, you have decided to do him well, you understand?"

"Got it mom! I'll be back in about two weeks! There's still something to do here! Go to bed early!"

Hanging up the phone, Song Yan ran back and sat down cross-legged, and said excitedly: "Brother! We go to Hainan, China every year to celebrate the New Year! There is also the seaside! The vacation is very comfortable! Why don't you go there too? The villa next to our house I sent it to Xiaojia, they don’t live there, you can live in then! We can go on vacation together!”

Quan Zhilong had just put together the bottom layer, and when he heard her suggestion, he said, "My Chinese visa hasn't expired yet, so I should be able to go!"

Song Yan screamed, rushed over and hugged Quan Zhilong, and said, "Brother, I'm so happy!"

Quan Zhilong laughed, and said, "But maybe I have to take my manager and assistants with me, because I want to prevent the reporters from secretly taking pictures!"

Song Yan nodded and said, "Okay! I know!"

Quan Zhilong patted her waist and said, "Okay, baby, get up first, I'll take this out and set it up."

When it was time to go to bed at night, Song Yan tossed and turned so excitedly that she couldn't fall asleep, twisted her body for a while, scratched her belly for a while, got into Quan Zhilong's arms and scratched his stubbled chin, and laughed happily alone .

Quan Zhilong couldn't sleep because of her disturbance, so he had to hold her in his arms, and whispered in her ear: "Don't want to rest? Eh? Do something else?"

Song Yan calmed down now, moved her head, and then said sullenly: "Brother, you hugged me so much that I couldn't breathe!"

Quan Zhilong laughed and loosened his hands, and Song Yan let out a breath and said, "It's much better! Go to sleep, brother! Good night!"

Quan Zhilong lowered his head and kissed her forehead, the two hugged each other tightly, and he whispered, "Good night, baby."

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The next day, the two of them got up before six o'clock. Song Yan was making breakfast in the kitchen, while Quan Zhilong was put on light makeup in front of the dressing table by the manager and makeup artist who came home early in the morning. After all, he was leaving At the airport, the reporters are holding long guns and short cannons, but they will not retouch the pictures. They still need to cover up what should be covered, such as dark circles or something.

Song Yan made four sandwiches and five cups of coffee, and then gave them to the manager and makeup artist to eat first, and then sat at the dining table for breakfast.

After Quan Zhilong finished packing, Song Yan went into the cloakroom to change. She was wearing a long down jacket with jeans and daddy shoes to prevent fans from recognizing her. She even changed her hair to an unobtrusive dark blue a few days ago Wearing a peaked cap, a mask, and a large CF on the back, she really looks like a makeup artist assistant.

The group went out together, Song Yan followed the makeup artist into another car, Quan Zhilong got into his own Rolls Royce, and his manager was in the same car.

As soon as Song Yan put on her seat belt, she said to the makeup artist: "Sister, please give me anything you need later!"

The make-up artist liked this little girl very much. Hearing this, he nodded and said, "Okay, I will never be polite!"

The two smiled, but neither spoke. When they arrived at the airport, Quan Zhilong got out of the car first and took pictures with reporters and fans. After everyone's attention was attracted, Song Yan followed behind the makeup artist in a low-key manner wearing a hat and mask. get off.

When they arrived at the waiting room, Song Yan was relieved, but the two were afraid of being photographed by an illegitimate child, so they sat in the middle. Song Yan had an idea, and took out her mobile phone to send a message to Quan Zhilong: Brother!

Quan Zhilong was bowing his head to reply to the message. When he saw this, he smiled and clicked to reply: What's the matter, baby?

Xiao Yanyan: I can't talk to you!unhappy!

Quan Zhilong: Just chat like this!

At this time, the manager suddenly said next to Quan Zhilong: "The two illegitimate children who often accompany you are here again, please restrain yourself."

Quan Zhilong frowned impatiently, thinking that these two women really lingered!

So he typed: I have an illegitimate student following me, and I originally wanted to change seats on the plane, but now it seems that is not possible.

Xiao Yanyan: It's okay!I am very happy to be able to accompany you on a business trip like this!

Quan Zhilong: Go to Paris and have no time to adjust the time difference and have to work, can you bear it?

Xiao Yanyan: What's wrong with that?Don't worry!Do not worry about me!I will be your little assistant!

The two of them just chatted one sentence after another, as if they couldn't finish talking, until boarding the plane, the seat Song Yan bought herself was behind Quan Zhilong, and next to him was an unknown uncle, probably French.

Song Yanquan's state without makeup was just a brief wash on the plane, then put on her cap, mask, and eye mask and went to sleep, until the plane was about to arrive in Paris, and the flight attendant started calling people on the radio.

Song Yan woke up in a daze, took off the blindfold, but was slowed down by the light in the cabin for a long time before opening her eyes, but when she opened her eyes, she saw a woman wearing a peaked cap, staring at her gloomyly, the two of them The distance is so close that Song Yan can see the pores on her face.

Song Yan widened her eyes and screamed in horror, then stretched out her hand and pushed the other party. This scream also alarmed the people around, including the flight attendant.

Quan Zhilong was accompanied by his manager to wash and reapply makeup, so he was not in his seat and did not know about it.

Song Yan stood up and said loudly: "Where is the air police? Where are the air police?"

The two Koreans sitting on the side had already stood up and grabbed the woman's hand to prevent her from leaving. At this time, the flight attendant rushed over and said, "Sorry, what happened?"

Song Yan said loudly in fluent English: "I don't know this woman, she stared at me right in front of my eyes as soon as I opened my eyes! It scared me!"

The flight attendant looked at the woman again, and the woman was still staring at Song Yan sullenly, making Song Yan feel hairy from the soles of her feet.

At this moment, the agent came over upon hearing the news and began to negotiate with the flight attendant. Quan Zhilong already knew what had happened, but he couldn't step forward to comfort her, nor could he show any distress in front of others, so he had to lower his peaked cap and sit back on his seat without saying a word. hair.

This feeling is really terrible. I promised to protect her but I still couldn't do it. In the end, he couldn't intervene in this matter. His boyfriend was really bad.