When An Yao stepped on the ground, he felt an indescribable touch.I looked up at the building again, fortunately, fortunately, the task was completed.

Then turn around and leave without any nostalgia!

An Yao did not report directly to the army, but drove to the suburbs. When the car stopped in front of a villa in the suburbs, he stopped and did not drive in.

Even though it is already late, the lights in one room in the villa are still on. An Yao just felt warm in his heart, and he didn't have any scruples. It is already past three o'clock in the morning, so he just picked up his phone and dialed a number.

The phone was picked up after only two calls, and then a deep male voice rang out: "Where is it?"

He didn't ask why he called so late, or anything else, but the first sentence was to ask where he was, and the corners of An Yao's mouth curled up.

"Downstairs." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone directly.The exhaustion just now was miraculously saved when he heard the other party's voice.After hearing Feng Junlan's words, he felt very happy.

In about 2 minutes, An Yao saw Feng Junlan walking over in pajamas and slippers. His unhurried movements and slender figure made it impossible to ignore him even in pajamas.

He opened the co-pilot's door and sat in directly.Then he looked at An Yao.An Yao also looked at him, with a faint smile on his face, showing that this person is in a good mood now.

Feng Junlan sighed, reached out and rubbed An Yao's hair, with a helpless tone: "Why don't you answer the phone?"

When he saw the missed call from An Yao, Feng Junlan immediately went back, but no one answered it all the time, which made him worried.

An Yao rubbed Cengfeng Junlan's palm. The wide and slender palm made people unconsciously feel a kind of dependence.

"I don't want to answer the call." An Yao replied confidently. He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his worrying behavior of not answering the phone. Instead, it gave people a feeling that he didn't want to answer the phone.

Feng Junlan flicked An Yao's forehead with her fingers, ignoring An Yao's accusing eyes, her tone was full of helplessness and connivance: "Are you still angry because I didn't answer your call?"

Without waiting for An Yao to speak, Feng Junlan said again: "I went to take a shower at that time, and I didn't hear the phone ringing."

"Huh, who is angry." An Yao curled his lips, with a vivid expression on my face, just like a child. Feng Junlan only felt that he loved An Yao's appearance very much, and only felt that the two of them got along better. It's getting better and better.

"Then why didn't you answer the phone?" Feng Junlan raised her eyebrows and continued to tease An Yao.Seeing An Yao's indifferent expression in the eyes of others, and becoming childish and cute little by little in front of him, he just felt his heart soften.

"Hmph, I was on a mission. Do you think everyone is like Boss Feng, who can get paid just by sitting?" An Yao looked at Junlan Feng, curled his lips, and said with dissatisfaction.

"As long as you become the proprietress, you can just sit and get paid." Feng Junlan smiled, as if he was joking, but An Yao could feel how serious Feng Junlan said this.

"Hmph." An Yao snorted coldly, hiding that his face became hot after hearing these words.

Seeing An Yao's awkward appearance, Feng Junlan smiled, and kissed An Yao's lips directly. This kiss did not bring the warmth of the past, but was soft, as if it was a kiss that was caring for a baby, which made An Yao's cheeks more tender. It's red.

"An'an, come and be Qianheng's proprietress."

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