Following Mr. Jiang downstairs, passing by the front desk, he saw the little girl again. Xiao Zhou greeted him in a good mood.

The little girl was stunned for a moment, then said happily: "Happy date!"

Xiao Zhou nodded happily, and when he walked out the door, he felt... Although her relationship with Mr. Jiang was not recognized by the government, the public was highly recognized. If this continues, is it going to cause something?

She was absent-minded when walking, and had already walked a ladder, and wanted to step down, so she tripped for a while, and fell to the side. She was stretched out her long arm and caught it back.

Just as I was about to ask her why she was so careless when she saw her carefully inspecting the flowers.

"Fortunately I'm holding it in jail."

...

Mr. Jiang said slowly: "The flowers bloom and must be broken, and the price of life is even higher."

Xiao Zhou laughed: "What kind of wrong poem is this?"

"No matter how beautiful the flowers are, they are not as valuable as you."

"No, the flowers are quite expensive."

Those who are so confused about the charm are only Xiao Zhou, who is in the sky and under the ground, but he has a unique taste and regards it as a treasure.

Jiang Xiuwen rarely asked Xiao Zhou for his dinner choice, but went directly to a private restaurant.

Xiao Zhou was a little surprised.

Except when they first dated, Mr. Jiang often took her to and from restaurants that were extremely expensive, they have always followed Xiao Zhou's taste, sometimes hot pot, sometimes barbecue, sometimes Chinese, sometimes Western food, good quality and low price without taking time.

The reason is very impressive!

Deposit betrothal gifts/doll money.

Only on major festivals will Mr. Jiang take back his sovereignty.

The flowers in her hand suddenly became heavy.

So, what day is today?

February 13…Valentine’s Day?

No, Valentine's Day seems to be February 14th...

Or February 13?

She covered her face with flowers and quietly took out her phone to search.

When Mr. Jiang took her into the reserved box, she had calm expressions and sat down with her head held high, feeling calm, "If you take the exam, I know the answer."

Mr. Jiang: “…”

After instructing the waiter to start serving, he closed the door and adjusted the lights himself, then smiled and said, "Today is a special day."

"I know." In order not to show ignorance, Xiao Zhou quickly picked it up, "Today is World Radio Day."

Mr. Jiang: “…”

Xiao Zhou looked at his expression that was hard to describe, knew that he had made a mistake, and drank a sip of water with a dry smile: "After removing a wrong answer, your accuracy rate will be very high."

He gave up the idea of ​​announcing directly and wanted to tease her: "Why don't you guess?"

"Uh, Valentine's Day eve?"

After thinking about it, this is the only one of the closest days. She remembered an answer she saw when searching and blurted out: "The plot of stealing?"

At that moment, how should Mr. Jiang’s expression be described?

Maybe... Gao Qinhei added a little bit, a little bit of Ma Ruilu.

Mr. Jiang asked extremely gentlely: "How could he remember the plot of stealing?"

Xiao Zhou was quick and powerful in passing the blame: "It was popped up by the search engine! I never thought about it! If I hadn't searched the dictionary, I wouldn't know what the first two words combined together mean!"

Mr. Jiang turned on the search engine and found the "stolen plot". When he saw that the explanation was "Some people celebrate Valentine's Day with people who are not their partners and couples one day in advance, their expressions became more and more unpredictable.

During this period, Xiao Zhou was fiddling with chopsticks silently, and from time to time he glanced at the opposite side. When he saw him put down his cell phone, he quickly sat upright, as well as a primary school student who was caught by the teacher.

Mr. Jiang smiled and said, "Starting this year, we will all spend 13, 14, 15 together."

Xiao Zhou: “…”

It was monopolized around Valentine's Day, and it is worthy of being Mr. Jiang who "looks forward and cares about the future".

In order to show his loyalty, Xiao Zhou raised his hands to express his approval.

Only then did Mr. Jiang's smile reveal a little bit of human spirit.

She breathed a sigh of relief, folded her hands together, and asked devoutly: "So, please give me advice from Mr. Jiang, who is resourceful and knowledgeable, what day is today?"

“Today is 213.”

Xiao Zhou nodded and looked at him with a gaze.

He stressed again: “2,1,3.”

“…”

Is it a superb math problem? Xiao Zhou suddenly realized: "Two times one times one times three equals six. Does it mean six, six, six?" Hey, why not just celebrate June six?

Mr. Jiang held his forehead and said gently to her for a moment: "Love all your life."

"Ah." So that's what it means.

Xiao Zhou pretended to calmly picked up the wet towel and pasted it on his hot face.

The waiter pushed the door and served the food, and the topic was temporarily closed.

After the meal was finished, the heat on Xiao Zhou's face had faded, and he thought about the corresponding dialogue: "Then I'll treat Mr. Jiang to dinner tomorrow. I love you forever."

Together, love for a lifetime.

Jiang Xiuwen raised his eyes, not knowing whether it was light and soft eyes or soft face...

She even thought for a moment:

In this situation, if Mr. Jiang proposes marriage, she might have followed blindly.

Unfortunately, Mr. Jiang did not intend to "take advantage of others' danger."

After having a meal in a loving atmosphere and on the way to the parking lot, Xiao Zhou suddenly remembered: "Oh, if we have to go through February 13, 14, 15 in the future, will we become a lifelong love for Yiwu? But we are not from Yiwu."

Mr. Jiang: “…”

He said: "When our baby is born on February 15, let him live by himself."

Xiao Zhou muttered: "I can't reproduction alone."

His arm was suddenly grabbed, and he leaned into her ear, his voice a little depressed: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

...

Xiao Zhou became a quail and was taken directly into the car by Mr. Jiang.

Although she knew that nothing would really happen in the parking lot, she was still panicked when she was surrounded by Mr. Jiang's burning breath that almost made people feel burned.

The clothes were still neatly worn on their bodies, but the two irregular hands had already lit countless flames everywhere on their bodies.

She struggled to death: "I have...well, I have something important to say, um..."

The voice gradually became lost in the passionate kiss.

Xiao Zhou's eyes gradually became blurred...

On the eve of almost losing control, Mr. Jiang slowly stopped, hugged her with one hand, and gasped gently with his lips against her neck.

The slightly heavy breathing sound echoed in the small space in the car, and it was particularly awkward in the gap between the passion retreat.

Xiao Zhou, who had just recovered his mind, raised his hands up and fell down with both hands. Finally, hesitantly rested on his thighs, and looked shyly at the reflector outside the car window with his eyes filled with water. In fact, it was so dark that he could not see anything, but she just stubbornly wanted to see if her hairstyle was messy.

After a while, Mr. Jiang finally moved his body away from her.

Xiao Zhou was still breathing, and was depressed to find that his bra was crooked.

...

Fortunately, I was wearing thick clothes in winter and couldn't tell, but the steel rings were misaligned and I was pinched.

She sat up straight slowly, and while Mr. Jiang adjusted his breath, she opened the door and said quickly: "I'll sit in the back."

Close the door, open the door, and close it again, as fast as if you were performing an underground joint task.

When she arrived at the back seat, she put her hand into her clothes. Just as she was about to adjust, Mr. Jiang turned around and said, "Don't worry, I won't..."

A palm blocked his face and forced him to turn his head back.

"Don't look back or look at the rearview mirror."

She squatted between the front and rear seats, hiding her entire body in the shadow of the back of the passenger seat.

Mr. Jiang understood something, coughed dryly, put on his seat belt, and waited for her to sit back again before slowly driving out of the car.

The back seat is spacious and can temporarily escape the memories just now, so Xiao Zhou simply refused to go back.

The car drove for a while and Xiao Zhou's cell phone rang.

The bag was still in the front seat, and Mr. Jiang handed it to her.

I took out my cell phone and it turned out to be Gao Qin's phone number.

"Boss Gao?"

Mr. Jiang immediately raised his ears and heard Xiao Zhou's voice laughing: "Don't worry, I've found a next home. If you don't stay here, you will have a place to stay. I won't be angry with the fool!"

...

She was angry? She was about to leave Sen Wei?

When Xiao Zhou hung up the phone, Mr. Jiang pretended to be careless and asked: "Is this the important thing you said?"

"Yes, I have good news to tell you."

Mr. Jiang didn't say anything, but his hand holding the steering wheel tightened.

As the chairman, not only did I not know that my girlfriend was angry in the company, but also heard from the phone call between my girlfriend and others...

He opened a little window to blow on his "swollen" face.

"But this story is a bit long and the plot is very ups and downs. Please concentrate on driving."

“…”

Since his girlfriend said this, of course he had to find a place to park the car and openly increase the time for the two of them to be alone on the grounds of safe driving.

Xiao Zhou started from discovering that Ma Rui, Wang Xingyu and Zhou Xiangye met in private, and talked about how he persuaded Fu Rui with sweet words. When he was dying, he did not forget to praise him: "Think carefully, it is really a matter of popularity, courage and luck to be able to achieve this level!"

Mr. Jiang, who knew that his girlfriend was not going to leave Senwei, felt relieved and became interested in joking: "Well, it's indeed the 'Three Qi' Female Zhou."

...

"It sounds weird. It seems that the last one uses the word "Three Qi" or "Three Qi Zhou Yu?" She paused and agreed to the governor, "Our Zhou family is really miserable. They are obviously broad-minded and resourceful, but they are portrayed so stingy."

"But the Zhou family has you."

Oh, this praise is really...

It's in people's hearts.

Xiao Zhou leaned against the back of the chair and said proudly: "That's right."

After parking, she did not sit in front, and the same car was different in rows... It was like having a room and a different bed, both intimate and independent, maintaining extremely subtle relationships, but making the conversation go extremely smoothly.

Mr. Jiang started the train again: "Have you found a dance teacher?"

"Not yet, but there shouldn't be difficult to have so many training classes now."

"There are so many training classes and the teachers' qualities are uneven. You shouldn't have much time to choose."

"I heard what Mr. Jiang meant, it seemed as if I was confident."

"My mother has a student who works as a teacher in the dance academy. She usually takes students outside the school when she has time," he said. "The only problem is that the course time should be consistent with her schedule."

Jiang's mother is a dance master who is as famous as Pang Duoya. Although Pang Duoya has a bad temper, her ability is undoubtedly.

Xiao Zhou agreed without saying a word.

Seeing her smiling face in the rearview mirror, Mr. Jiang smiled and said, "It seems that I can help a little more."

It’s not just helping, it’s just a timely help!

She was half flattering and half coquettish in praise.

He listened quietly, and after she finished speaking, he slowly replied: "Then why didn't you call me the first time?"

“…I’m afraid you’re busy.”

"Mr. Luo is also very busy."

Well.

It seems that the boat capsized.

Xiao Zhou's head slowly stretched forward from between the driver's seat and the passenger seat.

Mr. Jiang tapped her forehead: "Be careful."

She had to sit back: "I sent him to Mr. Luo because... he is a friend, so I don't feel sorry for him when I call him."

"…You said so last time."

"Contact with the context, it means that I really think so, and my ideas are consistent!"

"But you promised to tell me the first time you encountered it next time."

Xiao Zhou: “…”

After thinking about it hard, it seems that this is indeed the case.

"sorry."

There was no response ahead for a long time.

The car drove to the entrance of the community, and Xiao Zhou came from the back seat and then from the front seat.

Jiang Xiuwen looked at her without saying a word.

"It's Valentine's Day after twelve o'clock, so don't be angry anymore. No, even if it's not over twelve o'clock, it's not easy to be angry." She grabbed his sleeve and shook it gently, acting like a child.

So distressed, why are you angry?

Jiang Xiuwen sighed: "I'm not angry, I'm just thinking about how to make us trust and rely on each other more."

"Since you asked sincerely, I will answer sincerely."

Xiao Zhou raised a slender jade finger and poked his chest gently: "You kept saying that I wouldn't tell you if I encountered something. When did you tell me the first time when you encountered something? I even asked the front desk lady wherever you were in your office."

Although it is a distortion, it is not without reason?

Mr. Jiang fell into deep thought.

By counting carefully with your fingers, Mr. Jiang has indeed talked less frequently since they met him.

Xiao Zhou, who originally wanted to divert his attention, immediately became serious: "I'm not the first to know about you being the chairman."

In order to create a very reasonable effect, she hummed, hugged her hands, turned her body to the right, and stared at the community gate.

He has always placed himself in the position of guardian, but for the first time Mr. Jiang realized that his girlfriend might also want to take care of his mood.

But this feeling is really good.

What's more, this is more in line with what he said, trust and depend on each other.

"sorry."

He hugged her from behind: "You are right, we should enhance communication between each other, rather than your one-sided statement."

Seeing that the plan was successful, Xiao Zhou's attitude melted slightly and slowly turned his head: "Then you have to do it."

"Okay, as long as there is no commercial secret involved, I will tell you whatever you want to know." Mr. Jiang looked at her expectantly, ready to speak out and speak in all his words.

But it's late at night.

Xiao Zhou took out his cell phone, wrote down the matter in the "memorandum", and waited for a certain day to settle the accounts.

Mr. Jiang was completely willing.

All the business and private matters were successfully resolved, and Xiao Zhou secretly praised her ability to solve problems. She got out of the car with flowers in her arms, and when she walked halfway, Mr. Jiang suddenly caught up.

Hearing the footsteps, she stopped and turned around.

Mr. Jiang stood one meter away and smiled and said, "Agent Zhou's work today is excellent!"

...

A certain agent seemed to have a proud little tail, and quietly stood up under the witness of the moonlight.

The next morning, Xiao Zhou went to the base to send his contestants to Fu Rui's studio, asking them to practice the instruments and learn the vocal music. Then he ran to the dance academy to find Jiang's mother's students.

Mr. Jiang said hello in advance, so the cooperation was very smooth.

The person who learns to dance has an outstanding temperament, such as Jiang's mother, and Feng Shanni in front of her is the same. Although her temper is not as straightforward as Jiang's mother, she exudes the gentleness of spring breeze, and she feels a good temper when she looks at it.

She would be relieved to hand over the child to such a person.

As soon as I put down my two thoughts, I saw Da Qiao calling for attention and love in the WeChat group.

Da Qiao: The concert is over! The vacation is over! The plane will fly tomorrow and return to China the day after tomorrow. I warmly look forward to the pickup with my conscience.

Children Chen: Don’t worry, senior brother, I have posted this message to Weibo.

Mr. Luo: Reposted.

Da Qiao:...

Da Qiao: @四四四四四, proving that I am not fighting alone.

squeak: squeak.

Child child: brother-in-law!

Zhizhi: Can you go back to the room to fight now? I have a shower.

Children Chen: Are you going to play games online? Take me one! I, Chang'e, 666! Can attack or defend!

Zhizhi: offline games.

Children Shen: What offline games can two people play? Can you smoke a turtle?

Mr. Luo: I will teach you tonight.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhou silently closed the WeChat group and pretended that he did not know this group of "polluted" people. As for the Shen family, please ask for blessings.

But the mountains do not turn.

Da Qiao directly knocked on her: Will you come the day after tomorrow?

Xiao Zhou:... Didn’t Imat equip you with a dedicated driver?

After the King of Fengtian retired, Da Qiao was the number one brother of Imat, how could he not even have a driver?

Da Qiao: I didn’t leave the airport, but I just transferred to E City, and I only had five hours to stay.

Xiao Zhou: What is my function?

Da Qiao: Please attend with your family.

Xiao Zhou:...
Chapter completed!