The heart of the king of the net pleases you

Chapter 1148

The honeymoon time for the two of them was finalized half a month later, and Qingqian had originally scheduled a time to go to work at the Yingting Consortium, but now it's all over, and it's time to prepare for the honeymoon after two days of work.

During the whole preparation process, Qingqian was only responsible for finding out the clothes and items she wanted to bring, and Keigo Atobe took care of the rest.

Qingqian is not good at tidying up things. Originally, she wanted to find things to hand over to the servants to tidy up, but Keigo Atobe thought that tidying up his wife's luggage would be a very pleasant thing, so he took everything over.

"Xiaojing, is it too much to bring these things?" Qingqian looked hesitantly at the sofa that was already full.

"Not much." Atobe Keigo shook his head, Qianqian could bring whatever he wanted, and leave the rest to the uncle: "We're going for half a year."

"Well, it's been so long?" Qingqian rolled on the bed: "I will miss An'an."

"What do you think, you can only look at me during this time!" Keigo Atobe snorted, and put all the light underwear into a special bag.

Qingqian smiled, lying on the bed and watching Keigo Atobe sitting on the carpet next to the sofa packing his luggage: "Xiaojing, have you made all your plans yet?"

"Well, it's booked." Atobe Keigo chuckled: "Let's go to the cities with historical sites in China first, and then go to the South Pacific island..."

"Huh? Why do you suddenly want to go to the South Pacific Island?" Qingqian asked puzzled, tilting her head.

"That's my ideal date spot." Keigo Atobe raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"That's it." Qingqian laughed: "Then where else is there?"

"There's also Provence, haven't you always wanted to go?" Keigo Atobe glanced back at Qingqian, and kept arranging things in his hands: "Then there is the Cathedral of Flowers in Florence, didn't we agree to go together? Want to see it?"

"Well, that said, I'm going to prepare some Hanfu to take with me." Qingqian sat up from the bed suddenly: "I haven't sorted out the Hanfu yet."

"Don't move, I will help you choose two." Jingwu Atobe stood up with a smile: "I remember you have a set of Wei Jin style Hanfu, and that one looks good for taking pictures."

After hearing the words, Qingqian lay back down in peace of mind, and hooked her fingers towards Ji Buzian who was sitting in a pile of clothes: "An'an, come here, mother hugs for a while."

Atobe Koan climbed up with both hands and feet, but instead of walking towards Qingqian, he stumbled and walked behind Atobe Keigo towards Qingqian's cloakroom.

Qingqian smiled, picked up the phone and replied two messages.

Atobe Keigo took out two sets of Hanfu from the cloakroom, and Atobe Zi'an followed him step by step like a little tail.

It's just that Atobe Zi'an's short legs are incomparable with Atobe Keigo, even if his father slowed down, Atobe Zi'an still couldn't compare, so he stepped on his belt and rolled directly to Atobe in front of me.

Atobe Keigo moved his footsteps, as if bending over to pick up the little guy, but the movement paused, and he stood still in the same place again.

The floor has been covered with thick wool carpets since Qingqian was pregnant, and Atobe Zi'an didn't feel any pain from falling, but the child fell and wanted to cry after all.

(End of this chapter)