moonlight lure

The person next to her also got in the car. After waiting for a long time, she didn't hear him start the engine. Song Shiwei looked back in confusion and saw him looking at her helplessly and dotingly. She pursed her lips slightly and said coldly on purpose: "I'm holding you tight now." Now, you can drive."

He pursed his lips and asked, "How can I drive when my wife is still angry?"

Song Shiwei glanced at him and did not deny her negative emotions. She looked away from his face and said, "Let's go quickly. Your friend should be waiting in a hurry."

He seemed to have suddenly lost his memory: "What friend?"

friend? "

Song Shiwei frowned slightly and looked at him. His expression was innocent: "The flowers are for you."

She was stunned when she heard the words. Before she could react, he scowled and accused her: "Mrs. Ji, why do you want to make friends out of nothing?"

Song Shiwei opened her lips and spoke slowly: "What did you go to get just now?"

He asked calmly: "Don't you care?"

She pursed her lips, her heart accelerating slightly. She leaned over holding the flower and put her hand into his coat pocket. When she touched a circle-shaped object, her breath suddenly stopped and she raised her eyes to look at him in disbelief.

Ji Yanchen leaned over and pinched her cheek, his voice low and helpless: "You little idiot."

Originally, he wanted to give her a surprise, and when he came back, he deliberately guided her for a long time to ask her to dig into his pocket. However, he didn't know what was going on in her little head every day, which made him dumbfounded.

At this moment, her dark eyes finally lit up, and she was still in shock. She was so excited that she was a little incoherent: "How could it be? Why?"

Ji Yanchen leaned over and hugged her waist: "Do you still remember the girl who asked us to help take pictures that day?"

"I remember."

"She later went to the store and picked it up. She saw the one on my hand when taking pictures, so she recognized it as ours. The boss lady said that we had gone back to look for it and would not come back, so she took the ring away. Until she returned to China yesterday and found my contact information at the airport through the name on the ring."

Song Shiwei listened to his words quietly, the surprise in her eyes still lingered for a long time.

Even though she still couldn't let go of the ring after returning home for so many days, she was slowly convincing herself to accept it. They also agreed to buy a pair when they came back after the New Year, but no one expected that they could miraculously find them again.

Ji Yanchen put the ring on her, pulled her finger to her lips, kissed it, and warned softly: "Keep an eye on it this time. If you lose it again, no one will bring it back to you."

She bent her slightly moist black eyes and nodded. From the corner of her eye, she glanced at the red color in her arms and felt a little silly: "What is this flower?"

He raised his eyebrows arrogantly: "On the first day of the new year, of course my wife must have flowers."

Song Shiwei pursed her lips to hold back a smile and asked deliberately: "Only on the first day?"

He solemnly promised: "As long as I am here, I will ensure that my wife has flowers every day."

Song Shiwei scolded him for talking nonsense during the Chinese New Year. He held her hand, and the shimmer of the ring on her ring finger complemented the one on her hand.

They laughed at the same time.

***

The journey went smoothly until the plane landed smoothly. The two picked up their luggage and came out of the exit.

The person who came to pick them up was Ji Yanchen's student, who had recently unlocked a new identity: his prospective brother-in-law.

As the last person in their family to learn the news, Ji Yanchen was worried about it for several days. At this moment, the instigator was standing in front of him, his face was disgusting, and he was very upset.

On the day of their wedding, Xie Zhan was abroad and could not come, and Song Shiwei saw him for the first time. The other person's height and build were similar to Ji Yanchen's, but his temperament was completely opposite to him. His peach blossom eyes were naturally smiling, and the curve of his lips was also full of looseness.

Xie Zhan helped Song Shiwei put the suitcase, exchanged a few words and then turned to Ji Yanchen and explained: "Jiajia went to her aunt's house with Uncle Ji today, so she couldn't come to pick you up."

Ji Yanchen glanced at him: "You are telling me

talk? "

The other party didn't know why: "Yes."

He said angrily: "There's no title, I didn't hear it."

Xie Zhan laughed, held the trunk door helplessly, looked at his face and asked respectfully: "Brother, did you and your sister-in-law have a smooth journey back? Are you tired? Are you thirsty? Are they sold over there? What do you two want to drink?" Ji Yanchen snorted coldly, got in the car and closed the door.

He sat in the passenger seat and Song Shiwei sat in the back seat. Xie Zhan drove the car out of the parking lot, glanced at the people next to him, and said in a casual tone: "You are two months younger than me. I admit this loss, but you still don't care."

Ji Yanchen leaned on the car seat and said coldly: "You kidnapped someone else's sister. This is what you deserve."

Xie Zhan smiled and didn't argue with him: "How many days will you stay here this time?"

He said: "Go back on the evening of the sixth day of the lunar month."

The other party asked: "Are you civil servants so nervous about your holidays? I also want to ask you two to go to Yanjing to play for a few days before returning to Rongcheng."

Ji Yanchen smiled half-heartedly: "Yes, how can we compare to you, who plunged headlong into the whirlpool of capitalism and became your own boss."

"I have completely lost communication with you." Xie Zhan turned to Song Shiwei, "Is your sister-in-law from Rongcheng?"

"Yes." Song Shiwei was a little uncomfortable being called that by someone older than herself, "Just call me by my name."

He turned the steering wheel and glanced at her in the rearview mirror: "Aunt Jiang said you and Yan Chen were at the same level back then?" She nodded: "But I only stayed in Huping for one year."

The other party joked: "One year is enough, enough for some people to remember it for many years."

Ji Yanchen turned his face out of the window speechlessly. He didn't need to think twice to know that it was the traitor Ji Jia who told him about his secret love.

Song Shiwei curved her lips politely: "I'm also impressed by your name. It often appears on the bulletin board."

Xie Zhan thoughtfully said: "I think you look a bit familiar. Are you in Zong Yue's class?"

Song Shiwei was not impressed by the name: "Who?"

He explained: "A tall and thin boy with naturally very yellow hair was mistakenly caught and punished by the dean of teachers in the playground..."

Ji Yanchen interrupted coldly: "Why are you so busy talking when driving?"

The other party raised a hand helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'll focus on driving, you can rest!"

Xie Zhan sent the two of them downstairs.

Ji Yanchen's family complex is considered a high-end bungalow in Huping. Song Shiwei stayed there once after they got engaged, but did not stay overnight.

The interior of the house is a split-level structure. The master bedroom is downstairs, and the brother and sister's rooms are upstairs. There is a square hall in the middle, which provides good privacy. Ji Yanchen's room is slightly smaller than his sister's bedroom. However, the bathroom and dressing room are also complete.

Ji Zhou and his daughter were still on their way back. After sitting with Jiang Yu downstairs for a long time, they came to the bedroom upstairs.

Song Shiwei sat on a chair by the window and looked around the room quietly. Ji Yanchen walked in with two bottles of water, unscrewed the caps and handed them to her. After she took a sip, she put them aside and said seriously: "I think your family's genes are amazing."

Ji Yanchen sat beside the bed and dragged her chair between his legs: "What should I say?"

Song Shiwei thought for a while and said slowly: "You and your sister's facial features are both based on the strengths of your parents' facial features, and she picked the ones that are suitable for girls, while you just got the ones that are suitable for boys."

Ji Yanchen pondered for a moment and nodded: "That seems to be the case."

She leaned on the back of the chair and smiled: "Your parents should feel very happy, their son and daughter both look so good."

He lightly pulled his lips: "Yes, now I still have such a beautiful daughter-in-law, and the third generation gene is expected to reach a new high."

She smiled and said, "Your son-in-law is not bad either. He is handsome and has a high IQ."

When Ji Yanchen mentioned his brother-in-law, his face turned cold again.