Runaway wife is very charming

Chapter 571 Is It Already the Second Day?
The next day, the airport.

Wen Qingruo bit her lip and looked at the flight serial number in front of her - Paris.

[Young Mistress, the Young Master can travel with you at this time, as long as you come back in one month and take the medicine on time every day...]

"Come on, it's boarding time."

Yan Junchen put his arms around Wen Qingruo's shoulders, and the employer had already arranged all the luggage.

Wen Qingruo was silent for a while, and finally nodded.

Since the doctor said it's fine...then, go on a good trip with Yan Junchen, and he will agree to the operation.

Wen Qingruo knew that she couldn't confront Yan Junchen, because Wen Qingruo really felt sorry for Yan Junchen and would get angry...

What's more, Wen Qingruo didn't want him to be angry anymore.

When Yan Junchen was angry... he was really stubborn.

What if he really doesn't have surgery...

The plane pierced the blue sky——

Wen Qingruo took the water handed over by the stewardess, "Thank you."

She has always had a slight fear of heights, and she can only appreciate the scenery below when Yan Junchen is by her side.

But seeing Yan Junchen's pale and handsome face, Wen Qingruo's heart just aches...

The white clouds seem to be right in front of my eyes, the blue sky is so blue, so clear...

"Go to sleep for a while, we will be there when you wake up."

Yan Junchen said in a low voice, and the flight attendant took the blanket on the side and covered Wen Qingruo.

Wen Qingruo closed her eyes wearily, Yan Junchen pressed her head to his shoulder, a burst of familiar breath overwhelming...

Yan Junchen stared deeply at the sleeping Wen Qingruo, her long and dense eyelashes cast a shadow on her fair little face.

Wen Qingruo who fell asleep was like a well-behaved doll, exquisite and beautiful.

Always let his new love soften down involuntarily.

Arrived at Paris airport, it was dusk.

Yan Junchen didn't bring any servants with him on this trip, he just wanted to simply spend a short month with Wen Qingruo.

Yan Junchen hugged Wen Qingruo horizontally, her long hair was like a waterfall, chestnut color.

The pink and white skirt fluttered in the wind.

Yan Junchen was wearing a dark coat, tall and tall, with charming and profound facial features, no matter where he went, he was always the most eye-catching.

Such men and women appear on the streets of Paris at dusk, and they catch people's attention with just one glance.

Hou Zai's butler outside the airport opened the car door. Wearing white gloves and a black vest, Yan Junchen nodded slightly, and sat in with Wen Qingruo in his arms, and the sports car started.

Open your eyes again—

It is a King-Size large round bed.

Wen Qingruo was wearing a nightdress with intricate lace, with her hands folded, and the white sheet was dotted with bright rose petals.

The air smells of lavender.

Aids in sleep.

Wen Qingruo sat up, the skirt was not particularly tight, but a little loose, which was just right for pregnant women.

There is a thick cashmere carpet on the floor, and it feels soft when you step on it.

Wen Qingruo got out of bed carefully, the skirt was a bit long, so she had to lift the skirt.

The room is mainly white and blue. When I got out of bed, I found that the wall was made of glass, and I could see the outside scenery.

The waves beat on the beach, and the dense shadows cast through the branches and leaves of the tall seaside trees.

Is it already the second day?

Wen Qingruo brushed her hair, and walked towards the door step by step.

With a spiral staircase, the house is impossibly large.

Wooden floors, white Persian cashmere rugs.

There are many oil paintings and other works of art hanging on the walls.

(End of this chapter)