After exposing the vest, she became a god overnight

Shi Yan's voice gritted his teeth, "Song Xiaojing!"

Song Jing chuckled and softened his voice, "I was wrong."

"You are right, you are both father and ancestor, what can you do wrong." Shi Yan was angry.

"Then what should I do? I'm on my way to the airport now, and I'm landing at [-]:[-] in the evening. Do you want to pick me up?"

Song Jing's voice was full of embarrassment, "If you don't come to pick me up, I don't know if I can take the bus at the airport at such a late hour."

"Pick it up." Shi Yan gritted his teeth, what could his little ancestor do, he pampered him.

Song Jing laughed, "It's too noisy in the car, hang up."

The plane was delayed for more than 20 minutes and landed at close to [-]:[-].

It was a little past eleven o'clock when Song Jing walked out of the airport pick-up gate. From a distance, he saw an outstanding man standing among a bunch of people who were picking up the airport, dazzling and eye-catching.

Song Jing wore a peaked cap and a mask, took out the earphones and hung them around his neck, pulled the backpack strap on his shoulder, and stepped forward with one hand, "Brother, who are you picking up?"

She walked up to strike up a conversation like this, and the other pick-up people looked over curiously.

In fact, Shi Yan also wore a baseball cap today, and stood here in casual clothes like this. He was tall and tall, and there were quite a few people who wanted to strike up a conversation.

It's just that the aura around him is too strong, and other people dare not step forward with this thought in their hearts.

Seeing Song Jing come forward to strike up a conversation now, they admire her courage very much, and at the same time want to know the consequences of her strikeup.

"Accept the ancestors." Shi Yan looked down at her, his eyes covered by the brim of the hat were dark and deep, and his brows furrowed barely visible.

I haven't seen her for more than ten days, and the little girl has lost weight again.

It is more difficult to feed her a catty or two of meat than water with a needle, but if the meat loses weight, it is like water pushing sand.

"Oh, I thought you were picking up a girlfriend." Song Jing's voice was lazy, with a sly smile, "Doesn't brother have a girlfriend? What do you think of me, brother?"

"Can I be your girlfriend?"

"Just look at where to know if it fits." Shi Yan knew that she was playing on purpose, and smiled to accompany her to play, "Brother likes to make a judgment after trying it."

"As long as my brother likes it, I will definitely accompany him."

"Brother, shall we go to the hotel or your house?"

"My brother likes being in the car."

"My brother has very wild taste." Song Jing raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand, "But I like it."

Shi Yan took her by the hand and took her away, all the people watching the theater were stunned, can all handsome guys be so flirtatious nowadays?

Also, are the young people nowadays already playing like this?

Everyone was in a mess, feeling that their three views were on the verge of collapse.

After entering the straight ladder, Shi Yan squeezed Song Jing's fingers, "Fun?"

"It's fun." Song Jing smiled, and leaned on him in a naughty and naughty way, "Brother, if your girlfriend finds out that you asked me to have a room, won't she be angry?"

"Still playing?" Shi Yan gently knocked her shoulder away, "Don't rub, you're still angry."

Song Jing looked down at someone who was holding her hand tightly, angry and still holding it so tightly?

"Then how do I coax you?" Song Jing raised his eyebrows.

When the elevator reached the parking lot, Shi Yan took Song Jing's hand and got into the car without making a sound.

Song Jing nestled into the co-pilot, and raised his eyebrows lazily.

In the past ten days, she didn't sleep much, but now that she was by Shi Yan's side, she could smell the familiar and reassuring woody fragrance, and she felt a little drowsy.

Shi Yan leaned over to fasten her seat belt, and saw her tired eyes under the brim of her hat, "Didn't you have a good rest these days?" No wonder you can see that she has lost a lot of weight at a glance.

"Yeah." Song Jing tilted his head, and rubbed the hat on Shi Yan's hat with the hat on his head, "Time is tight, things are not finished, so I can't sleep."

"So you don't have time to look at your phone?"

Song Jing gave a lazy hum, and his eyes were already closed.

Shi Yan didn't know what Song Jing did, and if Song Jing didn't take the initiative to say it, he didn't ask. This seemed to have become a tacit understanding between the two of them.

The car drove into the garage of Yan Zhai, Song Jing slowly opened his eyes, his voice was still hoarse and lazy after sleeping, "Are you home?"

"Yeah. Go wash up and eat something before going to bed." Shi Yan leaned over and unbuckled her seat belt.

Song Jing put his arms around his neck, Shi Yan turned his head to look at her, his eyes were so deep that he couldn't see to the end, "Aren't you tired?"

"Don't my brother like being in the car?" Song Jing frowned softly, "As long as my brother likes it, I can cooperate now."

"Song Jing, you asked for this."

With a deep voice, Shi Yan raised her hand to take off her hat and mask, and pushed down the seat with her fingers.

Song Jing was nestled in the seat, but his back suddenly lost support, and he fell backwards.

Shi Yan came over from the driver's seat, squeezing her leg with one leg.

"I'm really wondering if you're taking revenge on me for not replying to your message last time."

"Really not. I was really busy and didn't look at my phone."

Shi Yan pinched Song Jing's waist with his hands, "If Qin Yicheng hadn't sent me a message saying that you were with him, I would have almost started looking for you."

Song Jing really didn't notice when Qin Yicheng sent a message to Shi Yan.

"My problem." Song Jing admitted her mistake frankly. She can easily ignore everything else around her when she does things. She didn't have the habit of reporting the itinerary to the second person before, but now she is still getting used to it.

"I will pay attention in the future, and I will think of you when I do things."

"You still want to..."

As soon as Shi Yan's words came out of his mouth, Song Jing rubbed his calf with his foot, "Brother, if you talk too much, you won't have time to do other things."

Shi Yan's Adam's apple rolled, "Song Xiaojing, it is my incompetence to let you get out of this car today!"

For this kind of thing, Shi Yan usually does what he says.

However, the space for activities in the car is limited, Song Jing paid a heavy price in order to coax her boyfriend.

Shi Yan was full and his mood cleared up. After cleaning up both of them with wet paper towels, he put on clothes for Song Jing and tidied up his own. "Can I get out of the car by myself?"

"What do you think?" Song Jing rolled her eyes angrily, her knees and lower back are almost useless now.

Shi Yan chuckled, got out of the car first, then turned around and hugged Song Jing out.

Song Jing nestled lazily in his arms, not wanting to talk to anyone anymore.

Shi Yan tossed it lightly, and Song Jing was forced to wrap his arms around his neck, so he became even more annoyed.

Shi Yan lowered his head and kissed the corner of her mouth, "You recruited me first, I originally planned to let you rest first."

"You know, as far as you are concerned, I have zero self-control."

Song Jing rolled his eyes, "You're a good boy even if you get a cheap one. Brother Yan, can you show some face?"

"I've been holding back for ten days, please forgive me? Huh?"

"Hmph!" Song Jing closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Shi Yan smiled, carried her back to the yard to take a shower and change clothes.

"The research institute that Qin Yicheng is in charge of belongs to you?"

"Yeah." Song Jing lay in the bathtub with her eyes closed, letting her take a bath in time.

Shi Yan understood.

No wonder the little girl is so greedy for money and always so poor. All the money she earned went to the research institute.That is really a bottomless pit of burning money like paper.

"How about we share the account?"

Song Jing opened his eyes, turned over and sat on his waist, "Want to help me raise the research institute?"

Shi Yan grabbed her waist on both sides.

"As far as I know, Liusuo and Feiying are quite expensive to raise, right?"

Shi Yan smiled lowly, "Do you love my money?"

"Don't worry, apart from you, your husband is poor only with money."