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Chapter 540 Jet lag

Chapter 540 Jet lag

"Be careful, don't fall!"

Leng Lingxiao quickly turned on the light.

The moment the lights came on, many oil paintings of the same size appeared in front of Tang Xiaowan.

"Me? These are all me!"

"its not bad, right?"

"Yeah." Tang Xiaowan nodded vigorously and exclaimed, "We can hold an art exhibition now. Together with the ones I saw before, the paintings are really good!"

She knew there would be a surprise, but she never imagined that it would be a series of oil paintings.

Unlike the back views in other places, the ones here are all front views, so you can see Tang Xiaowan's face clearly, and the time is written under each painting.

From elementary school to university, every meaningful stage has its own highlights.

She looked at this, touched that, her vision blurred by tears, wondering why she hadn't come and see earlier.

"If I had been earlier... would it be..."

"I won't let you know so early."

"why?"

"I'm mainly afraid of you, thinking that I... have bad intentions." Leng Lingxiao gently touched Tang Xiaowan in the oil painting, obviously a little anxious.

Seeing the time, Tang Xiaowan chuckled.

Yes, she was indeed very willful at that time, but the seeds of love had already sprouted.

Curiosity and liking, nervousness and shyness, these difficult to describe complex emotions will inexplicably burst out the moment you see Leng Lingxiao.

"I think you have bad intentions. You pretended to be my dad and said that the sports committee member was affecting my studies."

"Didn't I specifically ask your class teacher to..."

"I overheard it."

On the day he went to school to see his homeroom teacher, Leng Lingxiao, who was in his twenties, not only dressed himself up to look like he was forty, he also wore a pair of silver-rimmed glasses.

Unexpectedly, she found out after all.

"You have to thank me. If I hadn't supervised you overtly or covertly, you would have been admitted to the best high school or the best university in Qingcheng. Maybe..."

"Yes, yes, thanks for your escort!"

"Hey, you're still not convinced. You can't fall in love when you're in school. You have to study hard."

"In Country E, people can get married at the age of 14."

"You are not from E country!"

Leng Lingxiao frowned and followed closely behind Tang Xiaowan, arguing like an old father, but his eyes betrayed him with a hint of anxiety.

"You don't really like that brat, do you?"

"Don't block the light." Tang Xiaowan happily admired her own style in the oil painting.

"Tell me, I want to know."

"Of course not. I just did it to piss you off."

"Angry at me?"

"Who told you not to come earlier..."

"Little rascal!" Leng Lingxiao stretched out his slender arms and pulled Tang Xiaowan directly into his arms.

Before anyone could react, a kiss came down upon him, violent and eager, with a man's strong possessiveness and the gesture of asserting his sovereignty.

Jingle bells, jingle bells…

"Is Lao Zhao done with his work?" Tang Xiaowan asked breathlessly, with a hint of anticipation, "Hurry up and answer the phone. It must be Lao Zhao calling."

If he hadn't seen her waiting eagerly, Leng Lingxiao would not have stopped there no matter what he said.

So he slowly let her go.

I don’t know what Zhao Renjie said on the phone, but I saw that the irritability on Leng Lingxiao’s face gradually eased a little.

Tang Xiaowan bit her lip and watched him walking around there, feeling a little excited.

After hanging up the phone, Leng Lingxiao walked towards her.

"How is it? Is Lao Zhao ready? When will we set off?"

"No, I'm checking the equipment."

"Oh, well, I thought..."

Before Tang Xiaowan finished her words, she suddenly yawned. Although she still had a smile on her face, it was obvious that she was a little sleepy. It was already nine o'clock in the evening in Huangcheng.

No matter how anxious Leng Lingxiao was, he had to suppress himself because he knew that his little wife needed time to adapt.

"Get some sleep and get over the jet lag."

"No, I have to go... Never mind, let's get some sleep first. Remember to call me when you leave."

"Okay, don't worry, I won't forget it."

After Leng Lingxiao finished speaking, he picked up Tang Xiaowan and carried her horizontally to his own private lounge. He helped her take off her shoes and put the pillow in place.

"Huahua, remember to urge Lao Zhao."

"Yeah, I know, go to sleep."

Although the bed in the lounge is not as spacious as the one at home, it is soft and comfortable.

Tang Xiaowan fell asleep quickly.

Time passed little by little, Leng Lingxiao stayed by the bed, holding Tang Xiaowan's slender hand, looking at her quietly and accompanying her.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Tang Xiaowan was gently awakened by Leng Lingxiao, who told her that she could set off.

……

After an hour's flight, the helicopter successfully entered the waters of Tunyun Island. Tang Xiaowan's eyes flashed with irrepressible excitement and curiosity.

She couldn't wait to unbuckle her seat belt almost the moment the plane touched the ground.

"Dear Ms. Tang Xiaowan, welcome to Tunyun Island." Leng Lingxiao shouted, reached out his hand to gently support her, and then walked out of the cabin.

The sea breeze blows on your face with a slightly salty scent, mixed with the freshness of flowers and plants.

Tang Xiaowan was attracted by the lush greenery of the island. There was the sound of waves not far away, which was much more interesting than staring at pictures on her phone.

"I love it here, it's so beautiful!" Tang Xiaowan exclaimed with a bit of disbelief.

“Yeah, it’s a good place indeed.”

At this time, six security guards in black camouflage uniforms were already waiting on the side.

One of the security guards took two steps forward respectfully and said softly, "Miss, Mr. Leng, you have worked hard along the way. Please follow me."

"Okay." Leng Lingxiao smiled.

They walked through a path paved with bluestone slabs, then a lush bamboo forest, and then a small, beautifully manicured garden.

A four-story villa stood right in front of me, elegant yet simple.

Tang Xiaowan and Leng Lingxiao smiled at each other.

The sunlight filtered through the gaps between the leaves, casting mottled shadows, causing her to slow down her pace.

“It’s so nice here, the air is fresh!”

"Yes, it's far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. It's lush and green everywhere. If you like, you can stay longer. We have plenty of time anyway."

Tang Xiaowan nodded vigorously.

As they were talking, they arrived at the main building of the villa, and the security personnel respectfully opened the door for them.

The interior decoration is simple yet elegant, especially the four abstract oil paintings on the wall of the living room, which add a touch of artistic atmosphere to the entire space.

Under the guidance and introduction of the security personnel, they took a tour from bottom to top.

When we returned to the living room, dinner was ready.

Looking at the dishes and fruits on the table, Tang Xiaowan felt as if she was willing but unable to do anything. She picked up the chopsticks gently and put them down slowly.

She wasn't hungry at all and suspected it was because of the jet lag. It would have been two o'clock in the morning in China.

"Still not hungry?" Leng Lingxiao asked with concern, and brought a plate of fruit to Tang Xiaowan, "Eat some blueberries to moisten your throat."

Tang Xiaowan nodded obediently.

"Do you want to go out for a walk?" Leng Lingxiao suddenly stood up and pointed out the window, and saw a black SUV parked in the back garden.

"Wow, your eyesight is amazing!"

"going or not?"

"I've already slept for four hours, but you..." Tang Xiaowan paused and looked at Leng Lingxiao with some concern, "Don't you need to adjust to the jet lag?"

"No, I'm full of energy."

After Leng Lingxiao said this, he took Tang Xiaowan's hand and walked straight towards the back door of the villa.

(End of this chapter)

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