Sir, your vest is off!

When Song Lan was brought to the hotel by Zhou Wenqing, she realized that Zhou Wenqing was really just trying to "escape"? He was "reality".

Because Zhou Wenqing just sat in the hotel and held a video conference with a certain regional manager who was less than one kilometer away from them.

it's gone...

Yes, gone.

Song Lan looked at Zhou Wenqing with great resentment, wishing she could find a small stick and tap Zhou Wenqing's head to see what he was thinking.

"This Mr. Zhou." Song Lan said coolly.

Zhou Wenqing knew that he couldn't get his "sweet wife" today? He let him go, and simply had a positive attitude and cooperated with the inquiry.

"I'm here."? Sitting upright, with a charming smile on his face.

Song Lan doesn't like Zhou Wenqing anymore, "Have you seriously reflected on yourself?"

Zhou Wenqing nodded, "Yes."

"I haven't talked about your problem yet, how do you know where you went wrong and reflect on it?" Song Lan refused to let go.

"..."? Zhou Wenqing was at a loss for words, but he answered immediately: "I shouldn't have gone abroad without telling you, shouldn't have called you, shouldn't..."

"NOnononono!" Song Lan shook her head and fingers, "It's not right!"

Zhou Wenqing had a sincere look of "please tell me clearly"? Song Lan folded her arms around her chest, with "children can't be taught" written all over her face.

"Zhou Wenqing, I'm asking you, you have to answer my question seriously!"?

Zhou Wenqing promised: "Lanlan ask."?

"Can't you really see... what am I doing now?" Song Lan approached Zhou Wenqing, staring seriously into Zhou Wenqing's eyes and said.

Zhou Wenqing blinked his eyes? Looking at Song Lan who was approaching, his eyes unconsciously fell on Song Lan's lips.

Zhou Wenqing's Adam's apple moved slightly, "Lan Lan..."?

"Tsk!" Song Lan was so angry that she poked Zhou Wenqing's mouth and said angrily? "Do you understand now?"

Zhou Wenqing's breathing was stagnant, and his shrewd head was short-circuited, "No."?

Song Lan kissed again, "Do you understand now?"

Zhou Wenqing stumbled, "No."

Song Lan kissed again, hard, almost knocking his teeth and lips, and gritted his teeth enduring the pain, "What now?"

Zhou Wenqing shook his head.

Song Lan recalled: Hey!This old thing, you are teasing him, right? ?

Song Lan stopped kissing now, "You don't understand, do you?"

Zhou Wenqing nodded.

"I really don't understand?" Song Lan's eyes narrowed.

? Zhou Wenqing still nodded.

Seeing Zhou Wenqing's dumbfounded look, Song Lan was anxious and wanted to say, "If you don't understand, just get it!"

In the next second, Song Lan was hugged by Zhou Wenqing.

"Hey hey!"?

Song Lan panicked and was embraced by the smiling Zhou Wenqing, and the fragrance of Yulong tea on Zhou Wenqing's body just touched her nose.

Hearing Zhou Wenqing's low laugh, Song Lan leaned against Zhou Wenqing's chest and felt a slight tremor, "Lan Lan is so cute."?

Cute ball!He is a big man and a cute ball of yarn!

"Get rid of me, Zhou Wenqing! Let me tell you, since you don't understand, don't tease me casually! I won't be convinced!" Song Lan pushed Zhou Wenqing vigorously, but she refused to let Zhou Wenqing hug He, "Hey, let me go! I'm still angry, uh..."

This old thing is doing this again, Song Lan thought when he was kissed in a messy way, he is really good at this, damn it.

"Is Lan Lan still angry?" Zhou Wenqing pecked Song Lan's lips while talking softly.

Song Lan awkwardly looked away from him, "It's okay, it's okay, ah..."?

After a while, Song Lan felt that he was in a daze, and everyone who should get up got up. He only heard Zhou Wenqing say, "What now?"?

Song Lan was just about to say that it's almost over, stop kissing, and if you kiss your lips again, your lips will be bald!

As a result, Song Lan just opened his mouth, um!It was forced to close again.

Finally, when Song Lan felt that she had lost her breath, Zhou Wenqing was willing to let go. Song Lan sat on Zhou Wenqing's lap with a sense of comfort, feeling uncomfortable, and panicked, "I'm not angry anymore!"?

So don't bother me anymore!Old beast!

"Oh~ good."? Zhou Wenqing still had more to say.

Song Lan really wanted to "kuang kuang"? Give him a few blows, why should he die or live?

"Zhou Wenqing, you're so annoying!" Song Lan bit Zhou Wenqing's shoulder. Unfortunately, Zhou Wenqing was wearing thick clothes, so it didn't hurt.

"Yes, yes, I admit my mistake."?

"What's the use of admitting mistakes? You don't know what I'm doing? I'm as stupid as a pig, but when I play tricks, I'm as smart as an old fox with a belly full of water." Song Lan leaned on Zhou Wenqing's shoulder and muttered .

"Then...can you ask Lan Lan to tell me? I'm too stupid to know." Zhou Wenqing said with a smile while stroking Song Lan's back.

"Does it do me any good?" Song Lan hummed.

"Hmm... Can Lan Lan make any request?"

That's about the same, Song Lan was satisfied, "Okay then, since you asked so sincerely, then I will tell you mercifully."?

Song Lan and Zhou Wenqing distanced themselves, and said word by word: "Small, master, in, bubble, you!"?

Zhou Wenqing's old heart seemed to be blooming.

Surprise or ecstasy did not know which emotion was more turbulent, almost breaking through Zhou Wenqing's chest. Zhou Wenqing tightened the hand holding Song Lan's slender waist inch by inch, and immediately pinched Song Lan in pain.

"Lanlan." Zhou Wenqing said hoarsely, "I agree with your pursuit."

"Bah!" Song Lan slapped Zhou Wenqing's arm in pain, and immediately jumped away when Zhou Wenqing was unaware, "You're thinking beautifully, so you're so proud of yourself, aren't you?"

Song Lan didn't seem to follow Zhou Wenqing's wishes, "I don't agree with your consent!"

The dog man didn't even say that he came to chase him, but even agreed to his pursuit, this stinky shameless, hum!

Zhou Wenqing let out a "puchi" laugh. The cold and reserved mask that had been stuck on his face all the year round was always easily broken in front of Song Lan, "Then how can Lan Lan 'agree to my consent'?"

Song Lan turned her back and quickly climbed onto the kingsize bed in the hotel. The big bed was soft and very elastic. Song Lan rolled and rolled, "I don't know, I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

After not sleeping all night, running around and catching the plane, and messing around with Zhou Wenqing for a while, Song Lan was already exhausted, and her eyelids were already fighting.

Zhou Wenqing covered Song Lan with a quilt, but he didn't sleep well either. There was nothing left and right, so he might as well sleep with the idiot!

Zhou Wenqing drew the curtains, only turned on the floor lamp in the hotel, and went to catch up on sleep with Song Lan.

Song Lan subconsciously shrunk into Zhou Wenqing's chest, still in that octopus posture, extraordinarily comfortable.

Sure enough, he felt at ease only when Zhou Wenqing was sleeping next to him. Song Lan was always satisfied, and even in his sleep, there was a comfortable smile on the corner of his mouth.

?While sleeping soundly, a white foot stretched out from under the quilt. It was Song Lan. He was hugged too tightly by Zhou Wenqing, and he woke up from the heat. He wanted to push Zhou Wenqing away, but he saw Zhou Wenqing sleeping soundly. His handsome face, and the gesture of holding him tightly and not letting go.

Forget it, he can't hide anyway, so he can only go.

Song Lan smiled sweetly, then silently stretched the jiojio out of the quilt to dissipate heat.

When it was getting dark, Song Lan still felt very tired, but the more she slept, the more tired she seemed to be. After a while, Song Lan woke up slowly, touched her side, and immediately sat up in surprise, shouting: "Zhou Wenqing !"

Zhou Wenqing rushed over upon hearing the sound, "What's the matter, Lanlan? Did you have a nightmare?"

The moment she saw Zhou Wenqing's figure, Song Lan felt relieved, and said in a nasal voice, "No, I just woke up and saw that you were not there."

Zhou Wenqing walked over to touch Song Lan's hair, kissed Song Lan's forehead lightly, "You are here, where else can I go?"

"That's not necessarily true." After all, you just ran past today, Song Lan thought.

"Okay, okay, I did something wrong that made Lan Lan unhappy, so how does Lan Lan want to punish me?" Zhou Wenqing blew up Song Lan's little Mao Mao.

"Emmmm..." Song Lan fell into deep thought, before asking after a while, "Are you sure you don't have anything else to do now? Like work."

"Well, no more."

Well, well, it really came to hide from him.Song Lan thought to herself.

Oh, forget it, the person is his anyway, besides, the heart is also resting with him, are you afraid you won't find it if you run away?

So, if you run around occasionally, Song Lan can be magnanimous and don't care about it, just treat it as the joy of married life!

"Then how many days can you stay here?" Although, Song Lan really wanted to know, Zhou Wenqing wanted to stay here for a few days at first.

Zhou Wenqing took out his mobile phone and glanced at the calendar, "It's fully planned, and I can stay for about a week."

"Oh..." Song Lan said meaningfully, "That's it."

Just when Zhou Wenqing thought that Song Lan was going to be unhappy again, Song Lan put her arms around Zhou Wenqing's neck with a smile, "Mr. Zhou, do you want to consider spending a good time with your husband who is handsome, temperamental, and talented?" How about a toothache-sweet honeymoon?"

They got married in a hurry, apart from getting a marriage certificate, they didn't even have time to talk about their relationship.

Although it was Song Lan who said when they first got married that there was no need for a honeymoon or a wedding, since she had this opportunity, Song Lan still wanted to have more sweet memories with Zhou Wenqing.

Is there any reason for Zhou Wenqing not to follow Song Lan?As long as Song Lan thinks, he can do it, "Then please ask Mr. Song, who is sunny, handsome, temperamental, and talented, to condescend and give me a chance to apologize and make up for it. How about being Mr. Song's guide?"

Song Lan shook her head, and said solemnly, "It's Mr. Zhou who is Mr. Song."

Double entendre.

The corners of Zhou Wenqing's mouth were raised, and his eyes were filled with a gentle smile, "Good Mr. Song, it's a great honor."

Song Lan happily kissed the corner of Zhou Wenqing's lips, "Hehehe, this is a reward for Mr. Zhou's excellent performance!"

"Then it seems that I have to show off a lot, and I perform super well every time." Zhou Wenqing picked up one of the clothes and put it on Song Lan by himself.

Song Lan was another kisser, and felt at ease as a little trash favored by Zhou Wenqing, "Isn't that necessary!"

[The author has something to say: Sweet love~ I'm starting to feel sour from writing! 】