This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

  Chapter 66 Qin Baiyu never replied to the news!

  After nearly thirteen hours of flying, at 3 pm Milan time, Yan Shiqi and Ling Zihuan arrived at Malpensa International Airport.

  After taking the luggage, the two had just walked out of the airport lobby. Among the crowd picking up the plane, they saw Cheng Yenan wearing a cotton and linen hand-embroidered shirt standing by the railing.

  Yan Shiqi and Ling Zihuan don’t have much luggage, and all the clothes are shipped to the station by the brand in advance.

  Cheng Ye Nan’s handsome face was stuck with sunglasses. Seeing them walk out, they took off their sunglasses and hung them on the collar of their shirts, and stepped forward to take the luggage cart consciously.

   "Tired? The hotel has been arranged. Let me take a rest and take you to the show at a later time."

  He arrived in Milan two days in advance. After all, it was Yan Shiqi's first international fashion week. He strives for perfection, so he arranges everything as much as possible.

  Yan Shiqi rubbed his sore shoulders and breathed a sigh of relief, “Fortunately, I didn’t sleep well on the plane!”

   "Go back to the hotel and sleep for a while, this time the show is arranged near the Milan Cathedral, not far from the hotel."

While Cheng Yenan and Yan Shiqi were talking, Ling Zihuan hung behind them, and looked around like a curious baby when they left the airport.

  The temperature in Milan in early September is refreshing and comfortable, and the air in the sun is dry and cool, refreshing.

  Getting into the nanny car, Ling Zihuan put a blanket on Yan Shiqi's lap, and he looked at the streets of Milan in a novel way through the window of the car.

  There was no air conditioner in the car. The window opened by the co-pilot blew into the pleasant breeze. Yan Shiqi leaned on the back of the chair, unlocked the phone’s flight mode, and opened WeChat when a message popped into my eyes.

  聿: Haven't arrived yet?

  The message is displayed ten minutes ago.

  Yan Shiqi’s lips were smiling, tapping the screen lightly.

   Seventeen: Arrived safely, don’t read it.

  Man, go back in seconds again.

  聿: [Picture]

  Yan Shiqi clicked on the picture in surprise, and then smiled.

  Qin Baiyu sent her a screenshot of the weather for the next seven days.

  She was holding her mobile phone, her nails scratching her lips slightly, she missed him somehow.

  The feeling of longing was still fermenting, and the phone vibrated again.

  聿: Pay attention to keep warm, the temperature difference between morning and evening is large.

  17: President Qin, don't worry. [飞吻.jpg]

  At this point, the man did not reply to her message.

  Yan Shiqi waited for a moment, smiled knowingly, put the phone away, closed his eyes and rested.

  About an hour, the nanny car arrived at the townhouse hotel near the cathedral.

The room arranged by Cheng Ye Nan for Yan Shiqi is a church view room.

  The room is in a modern and simple style in black, white and gray, and the white carved balcony windows echo the Milan Cathedral.

  Milan, a city full of Gothic architecture, has a strong cultural atmosphere.

  Yan Shiqi standing on the small viewing balcony of the room, you can vaguely see a large number of pedestrians in the square in front of the cathedral, and the blue sky with wisps of white flakes, composing the classic and magnificent city.

  The fatigue of the journey is also wiped out in the beautiful scenery.

  She went back to the room and took out her mobile phone, went back to the balcony and chose a camera angle. With the cathedral as the background, she took many photos of herself.

   sat on the recliner beside her, she carefully selected the most beautiful selfie and posted a Weibo.

  Yan Shiqi V: Hello, Milan! [photo]

After pondering for a few seconds, Yan Shiqi returned to WeChat and posted the original photo to Qin Baiyu.

  Ten minutes passed, and the news fell like a sea, but the man never responded...

  Yan Shiqi raised her eyebrows, her nails touched her lips, and she felt suspicious in her heart.

  It's almost ten in the night domestic time, he hasn't returned her message yet, is it taking a shower? !

  (End of this chapter)