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Chapter Thirty-Seven
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cabin.
Yin Bijie walked around the cabin, took out two bottles of red wine, and handed one of them to Feng Zhuolun.
It was less than an hour since they left the hospital, and now they are already in the air, heading directly to the United States.
Feng Zhuolun's face was still pale, but he stretched out his hand to take the wine bottle in Yin Bijie's hand with a relaxed expression. He raised his eyes to see that she was neatly throwing off the white doctor's gown, and raised the wine bottle towards her. , "Don't take it off in a hurry, it's rare to see you not wearing all black, you and Ke Qingtengdon't take this opportunity to play role-playing? Huh?"
After he finished speaking, he snarled at Ke Qingten, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat in the cockpit and still in a white coat.
Yin Bijie adjusted the clothes inside with no expression on her face, and watched him speak quickly, "Rong Zihan is shorter than me, wearing a nurse's uniform should be more ecstasy, you can choose to be in the kitchen or under the dining table, wherever you want."
This kind of topic was discussed by her, but it still sounded more like killing a few people today, she was inexplicably happy, Rong Zihan sat on the seat next to Feng Zhuolun with his seat belt on and looked at them, with the same expression. It loosened up bit by bit.
As early as when Yin and Ke took her away from City A, they had already processed all relevant documents including the two of them and her, such as passes, passports, etc. All the information at the immigration department showed that they were not the ones who registered three.
All the staff stood still, and the three of them alone went to City A in the same procedure as all tourists. When she went to find Feng Zhuolun, the two of them went directly to the hospital where Feng Yu died, disguised and waited there secretly, and All the procedures for leaving city a have been arranged.
The links are intertwined, absolutely not to startle the snake.
Although the Luo family suddenly strengthened their manpower, the number of people guarding the door of the mortuary suddenly increased and they could not enter again, but in the end Luo Quhe got the news that Feng Zhuolun went to France alone after returning. As for her, she has been staying in City S and never left. Yin Ke and the two stayed in City S and did not move. All the information has been registered and confirmed.
Rong Zihan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and felt as if he was alive again.
With so many turbulent invasions before, her heart was ashamed, and she had no hope She suffered from the dull pain of falling into the abyss of hell in such an instant.
She never, never wants to go through it again.
The voices in her ears gradually became blurred. She leaned her head slightly on the seat and felt sleepy, but her hand on the armrest was slowly and completely wrapped in another warm palm.
Fortunately, it was him, he was here
The temperature in New York these days is below zero.
After getting out of the car, Rong Zihan felt the chill rushing up from his toes, his lips turned pale from the cold, Feng Zhuolun closed the car door, then pulled her to his side and wrapped her in his coat.
Yin Bijie backed the car into the garage, came out and saw this scene, rolled his eyes calmly, took Ke Qingteng's arm, and said to them in a cold voice, "You guys, live in the innermost guest room on the second floor, away from the master. The farther you lie down, the better."
"Okay." Rong Zihan leaned against Feng Zhuolun and said with a slight smile, "Please go home and ask Ke Qingteng to lend us the map of the harem and boudoir that he got at a sky-high price."
Ke Qingteng pushed open the door of the villa at this time, and there was an invisible smile faintly on Qingjun's face, Yin Bijie's eyebrows were immediately knotted, and she wanted to refute, but she couldn't argue with the facts.
It was a bleak winter day, and the scenery of the villa was also picturesque. The pure white made the smile of the person in his arms brighter and brighter. Feng Zhuolun looked down, and a gentle smile gradually appeared on his face.
"Go in." She looked up at him with a wider smile on her lips.
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Before dinner was ready, Rong Zihan went to the bathroom of the room to take a shower.
When she came out of the shower, the aroma of the food downstairs had already wafted up. She held a towel and wiped her hair, but when she looked up, she saw Feng Zhuolun sitting alone in front of the French window in the bedroom, gently shaking a glass of wine in her hand. wine glass.
Looking at the back like that once, it makes my heart throb once.
She didn't want to disturb him, she took the towel and walked lightly to the bed behind him and sat down.
"Come here." As soon as she got on the edge of the bed, he turned his back to her and spoke out, his voice was lazy and hoarse like alcohol, making it impossible to refuse.
Rong Zihan lowered his eyes and walked to his side. At this moment, he put down the wine glass by his side, looked at her sideways, took her hand and pulled her to sit on his lap.
&No one spoke in the room, and it was surprisingly quiet. The snow in New York was getting bigger and bigger outside the window, and the white mist was shining in the room. The transparent glass reflected the figures of the two cuddling each other on the bed.
"Feng Zhuolun, is this your marriage proposal?" After a long time, she raised the corners of her mouth and said softly, "You know me, although I don't particularly care about sex and romance, but I still can't do this kind of thing. Accept the joke."
"I didn't say it last night. It should be regarded as serious." He rubbed the end of her hair with his fingers, and the ending sound was raised, but he couldn't hide a trace of tension, "As for the dowry I never Ke Qingteng bought the picture of the harem and boudoir, how about it?"
" Is that the dowry for you or for me?" The smile on the corner of her mouth grew wider and wider.
With a lazy voice, he smiled lowly, "You also know that I am a person, and I have nothing else to do except make you love me to death."
"Then you plan to introduce yourself to my parents like this?" She said slowly.
"As long as your parents don't faint from my anger that's really what I intend to do." At this moment, he turned her around, pressed her face on the bed, lowered his head and scraped her little nose with the straight bridge of his nose, his eyes The bottom is getting softer.
Two people with excellent looks lie on the bed one after another like this, but do nothing, just look at each other eye to eye, with smiles like spring breeze on their faces.
"Then I'll just sit back and watch the show." She pinched her nose and put her hands around his neck, "Well With your red lips and white teeth, and your mouth that can turn a deer into a horse, I kindly guess that they will be willing Marry your daughter to you."
"Wait until they have all passed, and you come to me again and dedicate yourself You do your best, and I will try to think about it." Although she was smiling, her eyes gradually swelled slightly.
In the past, she was by no means a person who was easily moved. She seldom cried, seldom hurt Qiuhua, and seldom felt sad.
However, now, she is more and more lost, even if he is within reach, she feels panic.
It has always been said that if the two feelings last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening.
But if this kind of peace is not easy to come by, what people want to do is to see each other even if it is only for a second, the eyes, ears, nose Among all the senses, hope is related to me Every moment, every placeeverywhere is you.
"Okay." There was sand in his voice, and he laughed in a low voice, laughing so much that he coughed twice. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com