But he couldn't bear it, for fear that one day the kid would come back and he would be sad.

After listening to this, Qin Zhan's face was gloomy and did not answer. After a long while, he glanced at the girl in front of him and said in a deep voice, "Call them all out for a meal, I will be the host, and bring my sister-in-law. I'll let you know."

After speaking, he hung up the phone regardless of the reaction of the opposite Qu Bai.

"Something happened?" Song Ye was trapped in his arms, and just now, he could vaguely hear the roar on the phone.

"Yeah." Qin Zhan replied with a solemn expression, lowered his head and bit on the girl's lips, "You are too inviting."

Song Ye's eyes widened and couldn't dodge. This bastard, he hasn't brushed his teeth yet. What about cleanliness?

After spending a day and night in the hotel, Qin Zhan decided to take Song Ye out for a stroll. When he went to the hotel restaurant for breakfast, he grabbed a copy of the local entertainment headlines in Beijing. He ate and admired it with a look on his face. For satisfaction.

Well, the angle of light is just right, Qin Zhan is thinking about making a call later to get the film.

Seeing him smile so strangely, Song Ye couldn't help taking a copy of the same newspaper in his hand, but the picture that came into her eyes made her brows.

The photo was taken from the opposite side of the street corner of the hotel, but the half of Qin Zhan's face that Qin Zhan leaned over and kissed through the glass window was so clear that even his eyelashes could be counted clearly. Under his broad palm, Song Ye's Her face was blocked, and only her neck, which was raised high, was white and slender, as if it would shatter with a touch.

The sun fell on the two of them. Qin Zhan, who was in a black suit, was cold and affectionate, and the girl in a white dress was soft and submissive. He was fixed on the front page as eye-catching as the cover of a magazine.

Song Ye's eyebrows were pounding, and he looked up at Qin Zhan's reaction, wishing to throw the newspaper on his face, "You deliberately."

This is not a question, but an affirmation.

Even organizations like Bianhua couldn't get a face photo of a man. How could this kind of small newspaper get first-hand information without someone's deliberate indulgence.

"I show my love to my fiancee, what can't you do?" Qin Zhan put down the newspaper and pulled her hand, as cheeky as a city wall.

"Don't want me to make headlines anymore." Instead of refuting his show-kindness remarks without pretense, Song Ye withdrew his hand, but didn't like the feeling of being noticed.

It's just that, "It's late." Qin Zhan continued to eat leisurely, thinking of the flashing lights on the opposite side of the building in the morning, presumably tomorrow's headline layout will be more exciting.

But in order to avoid being splashed with coffee on the face of the girl, he had to explain: "The closer I am to you now, the more at ease Bianhua will be at you." In this way, at least the safety of Song Ye can be guaranteed and she can also be avoided. The chance of being punished.He knows that in addition to lethal chips, there are many punishment procedures, and each of them can be painful.

Song Ye didn't know Qin Zhan's plan, but, "This will only expose you to the enemy's vision." Song Ye didn't like this strategy of abandoning the car to protect the handsome, and used Qin Zhan as a stepping stone to protect her. She could not accept such an approach.

In fact, two people are thinking about each other, starting from different points, so their ideas will be different.

But in the end, this is Qin Zhan's home court, and Song Ye disappeared once. Although his behavior of protecting people imperviously made her disagree, she could only understand that she was ashamed.

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