Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 365: A little separation is better than a new marriage (please vote for me!)

The joy of anticipation quickly turned into confusion as the crowd faded.

It felt like Xiangyang and Little John took a long time to get out with their luggage.

"You still know how to come out." Liu Qianqian was slightly dissatisfied with Xiang Yang's ink marks.

At the moment of the hug, she chided softly.

Kissing Liu Qianqian's forehead in the sunshine, Xiangyang rubbed her smooth and beautiful hair, "Something happened and it took some time."

"Then you don't know how to call me."

Liu Qianqian's second scolding came immediately.

This made Xiang Yang curse the person who was robbing him of the house in his heart. Looking at the burning love in Liu Qianqian's eyes, he smiled and said:
"Let's go back quickly." After saying that, he glanced at Su Chang, smiled and nodded, "I didn't expect you to come, thank you for your hard work."

"Aunt Liu was originally going to come, but she was stopped by Sissi." Su Chang said with a smile on his lips.

"Let's go quickly, I'm exhausted."

Little John yawned inappropriately and urged.

He also wanted to meet Laura as soon as possible, and take a look at the crew of "Legal Copy" to learn about the filming progress here.

Next, he and Xiang Yang had a busy schedule. They had to go to London and return to Paris.

According to the previously discussed itinerary, the two of them were supposed to go to London first, but in the end they couldn't overcome the longing in their hearts.

Liu Qianxi nodded and said nothing more.

After she stuffed the flowers into Xiang Yang's arms, she took Xiang Yang's arm.

Today she specifically asked for leave to pick up Xiangyang.

Being moved by her familiar movements, Xiang Yang's shoulders relaxed.

"Let's go back to the hotel first. How are you guys enjoying your stay here?"

"pretty good."

"Where is your body?" Xiang Yang said, lowering his head and staring at Liu Qianqian's swollen belly under her loose clothes.

Much bigger.

"My body is pretty good, that's right."

Facing Xiang Yang's gaze, Liu Qianqian pouted teasingly.

Little John and Su Chang, who really couldn't stand the two of them, looked at each other and walked out in a tacit understanding.

"Let's leave quickly and talk about it when we get back." Liu Qianqian's voice was very soft, and she couldn't hide her shyness.But after saying this, she felt a little lost in thought, and her fingertips were silently tickling Xiang Yang's arm.

one step, two steps
With her heart filled with joy, she suddenly raised her head and pulled Xiang Yang. Under Xiang Yang's surprised gaze, she smiled and said:

"You know, these two little guys are going to kick me."

"really?"

Xiang Yang was surprised. He vaguely felt as if his heart had been jolted by something, and he was panicking.

"When I sang to them, they got naughty." After Liu Qianqian murmured, ignoring the gazes of the people around her, she sniffed and leaned on Xiang Yang's shoulder.

"It's time you took me home." She muttered.

"Well, thank you for your hard work, wife." Xiangyang swallowed and grasped her slipping fingertips.

Even the little hands are a little fat.

It feels soft when pinched.

"You said it very lightly." Glancing at Xiang Yang noncommittally, Liu Qianqian snorted, "You used to kiss me in front of everyone."

"I kissed you just now."

"But you just kissed my hair."

"Then I'll make it up now."

After finishing his words, Xiangyang lowered his head.

It was just a bit beyond his expectation that his kiss was avoided by Liu Qianqian.

Staring at Xiang Yang angrily, Liu Qianqian raised the corners of her mouth and said with a tone full of arrogance: "Next time, I'll seize the opportunity next time."

"Hey, let me tell you, can you two stop flirting in public?!" Little John, who was walking in front, turned around and happened to see this scene. He was about to feel sick.
Why didn’t Laura come and pick me up in the car?
Otherwise I wouldn't have to suffer this.

"We have it over there!" Xiang Yang and Liu Qianqian retorted in unison.

But with these words, the charm that clung to the two of them seemed to dissipate a lot.
Perhaps he was a little embarrassed by his friend. Xiang Yang sneered, took Liu Qianqian's hand, and asked as he walked: "Honey, what song did you sing to the two babies?"

"You really want to know?" Liu Qianqian raised her eyebrows mischievously, "Only my mother is good in the world."

"what?"

"I'm just teasing you." Liu Qianqian snickered with a crooked eyebrow, pushed Xianyang and urged:

"Come on, let's talk about it back to the hotel."

"But..." Xiang Yang was a little unwilling to be pushed forward. He turned around and asked, "Isn't dad good?"

Liu Qianqian raised an eyebrow, closed and closed her plump lips and said, "Mom is the best."

"How about dad?"

"You are so annoying!"

Liu Qianqian rolled her eyes and signaled Xiang Yang to stop messing around.

If dad is not good, then how can mom fall in love with dad?
Is this guy really someone who can’t figure things out like this?Sure enough, he had focused all his attention on chasing himself!

Faced with Xiang Yang's slow reaction, Liu Qianqian decided that Xiang Yang would become stupid and foolish.

How did I get deceived by him in the first place?

Liu Qianqian blinked in surprise. No wonder the stinky guy gave all the accounts to himself for safekeeping.It seems to be a sign of loyalty, but in fact it is to impress yourself and then tightly tie your heart.

It doesn't matter if he's a little stupid, as long as the babies don't follow him.

Along the way, all kinds of wonderful reveries popped up in Liu Qianqian's mind.

In Su Chang's eyes, she never let go of Xiang Yang's hand all the way, with a smile on her lips.

As for the eyes.
Every time she peeked at Liu Qianqian through the reversing mirror, she felt that she might have eaten something difficult to digest in the morning, or that she should take a stomach and digestive tablet.

Too tired and crooked.

Really.

Unappetizing.
"Is it so interesting?" Zhang Liangying said regretfully.

"Why are you lying to me? There was a section of the road where I wanted to jump out of the car. You don't know."

When Su Chang described his mood at that time, his expression was so exaggerated that Zhang Liangying laughed out loud.

Zhang Liangying, whose smiling face was a little red, smoothed back her disheveled hair, covered her mouth and asked next to Su Chang's ear: "They don't mind being seen by you at all?"

"Haha," Su Chang inevitably laughed at this question.

When did these two people ever care about others? "I'm surprised." Regarding the interaction between Xiang Yang and Liu Qianqian, Su Chang was also a little confused. "Isn't it said on the Internet that showing affection will die quickly? Why do I feel that the more tired they are, the sweeter they become?"

"Then people on the Internet talk about envy, jealousy, and hatred. What kind of person are you?"

"I" subconsciously opened his mouth, and Su Chang reacted immediately. After lightly hammering Zhang Liangying's arm twice, he said harshly:

"I am neither!"

On the third floor of the hotel, the room is very refreshing.

As soon as he opened the door and came in, Xiangyang's eyes were greeted by the blue sky and warm sunshine.

The thin curtains slowly fluttered with the breeze blowing in through the crack in the window.

The house was cleaned very clean, there were many clips on the table in the living room, many books were stuffed in the bookcases, and there were some small ceramic toys that I found somewhere.

"Hehe, it's not bad." Liu Qianqian walked in with her suitcase, a little proud in her laughter.

This room was specially reserved for her by the crew.

It not only makes it convenient for her to work on weekdays, but also allows her to have a comfortable rest environment.

Laura's room is similar to hers, except slightly smaller than here.

"It's pretty good." Xiang Yang nodded. The layout here looked a bit similar to the apartment he rented.

However, the external environment of the hotel is more quaint.

After all, the town is not very big, so it took a while to drive there.

"Would you like to take a shower first and rest." Liu Qianqian felt her face turning red, but she didn't think about that.

I just think it's embarrassing to say such words on a sunny day after seeing each other again after a long separation.

"Where's Mom? Isn't she here today?" Xiang Yang said and shook his head. After putting the suitcase down on the carpet, he decided to complete the task assigned by Lao Zhao first.

Otherwise, I might blame him again when Comrade Lao Zhao calls me.

This trip home, he heard a lot of nagging.

In just one night, he felt that his ears had never been idle.

"My mother," Liu Qianqian perked up at the mention of Liu Xiaoli. She came to Xiang Yang's side alertly and said with a gossipy expression:
"After my mother and Zhao Xin came, they went to chase stars."

"Chasing stars?" Xiang Yang turned his head curiously and unzipped the suitcase.

Liu Qianqian thought about it for a moment, "Well, she said she liked Abbas's movies very much, especially the rural trilogy, and said they looked humane. Just like the movies they watched when they were young."

"I quite like watching it too." After she finished speaking, she stared at Xiangyang with her clear eyes.

Standing next to Xiang Yang, she smelled the familiar scent of him as she walked over. The longing for the past half month flooded into her heart. She murmured, opened her lips, and whispered:

"Xiang Yang, I miss you."

"I miss you too."

Xiangyang stopped what he was doing and held her in his arms.

That familiar feeling of cuddling still made him feel greedy and memorable.

There was no sound for a long time, the two just stared at each other silently, as if such silence could soothe the longing for each other.

"You take a shower first, okay?" Liu Qianqian's eyes drifted along Xiangyang's chest to his chin, "You also need to shave your beard."

"Do you need it?" Xiang Yang said softly and lowered his head.

Suddenly, the moment Liu Qianqian closed her eyes, the two kissed each other.

A trace of heat flashed through her heart, and Liu Qianqian tried her best to stay rational, "It hurts me. It's itchy."

But her soft voice of displeasure did not stop Xiang Yang's kiss.

Realizing that Xiang Yang's breathing was getting heavier, she hesitated, her lips trembling slightly and she opened her mouth, and her arms wrapped around Xiang Yang's neck, "Be gentle, or the babies will get angry."

The words seemed to come out of her mouth with a lot of effort, but they were full of tenderness and coquettishness.

"Ah."

Xiang Yang made a heavy nasal noise, savoring the deep affection she felt for him in the air.

He didn't know when he came to the sofa nearby, and he kissed her for a long time. He didn't give up until she nestled her head on his chest, shaking her head like a bird, not wanting to let him kiss her anymore.

"Honey, how about giving me a shave?" Xiang Yang said slowly as Liu Qianqian scratched his chin.

Liu Qianqian nodded slightly, curled her lips and asked softly: "Then do you want to soak my feet first?"

"Also, give me a squeeze on your shoulders and waist?"

"Okay." Xiang Yang blurted out.

Hearing this, Liu Qianqian grinned, feeling very satisfied.

Glancing sideways at Xiang Yang, she poked his chin with her fingertips, "This is what you promised yourself, I didn't force you."

After finishing her words, she yawned happily, and Liu Qianqian stood up.

But just as she was about to sit up, Xiang Yang held her hand again.

Turning her head strangely, Liu Qianqian asked subconsciously: "What are you doing?"

"Just now, it's just the price of washing your feet. It's just a pinch for your shoulders and waist. Please pay for it first, wife."

"." Before she had time to express her position, when she was kissed again, Liu Qianqian only had two words in her heart:
Rogue
After cursing in her mind, she tightly grasped Xiang Yang's collar.
The days are short and the dusk is soft.

Under the pleasant sunshine, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, Liu Qianqian took out the small clothes knitted by Lao Zhao from the suitcase and played with them.

Beside, on the phone with the loudspeaker on, there was Old Zhao's unstoppable laughter.

"Sissi, these clothes are not for newborn babies, but I am anxious, mother-in-law, and want you to see if you like them."

"Mother-in-law, I like it." Liu Qianxi nodded her round and white chin and smiled.

When Lao Zhao heard this, he smiled even happier as if he had been commended. "As long as you like it, I'll prepare more when the time comes."

"Where's your mother? Let's talk."

"My mother and the others went out today and haven't come back yet."

Liu Qianqian, whose face suddenly turned red to the roots of her ears, stopped talking. Her mother hadn't been back for so long, so why not create some space for the two young couples?

"Oh, that's it." Old Zhao, who was confused, nodded and asked, "What about Yangyang?"

"He's resting."

"Oh, that's it." Lao Zhao on the other end of the phone nodded again, with a thoughtful look on his face as if he was considering it.

After a while, she asked in a tangled tone:

"Sissi, mother-in-law, let me ask you something."

"Um, okay."

"Actually, it's nothing. I just want to ask you, have you thought about the name of the child?"

Liu Qianqian was stunned for a moment.
The nickname is thoughtful, the name is still
(End of this chapter)