ଓChapter 61: Canned Pineapple
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Deep Winter, Lanjiang International Airport.
People in a hurry are coming and going in the hall, and their eyes are still uncontrollably attracted by the man on the left.
The man looks tall and elegant, and the sharp eyes behind the lens are very gentle at this moment.
"Ning Ning sleep a little longer, relying on Dad." Cen Yiqian hugged the little girl in his arms and patted her on the back, "Daddy help you watch Mommy come out." The little
girl clamored to come to the airport early in the morning to wait, I was sleepy after lunch, hugged his neck, closed and opened my eyelids, my eyes were red from holding back, and I couldn't bear to sleep.
Cen Qingning shook her head, her little head trying to think about how not to get sleepy.
She thought for a long time, and finally whispered: "Dad, I want to eat ice cream."
Cen Yiqian and the little girl with red eyes looked at each other, compromised after two seconds, carried her to the convenience store, and accompanied her seriously Picked an ice cream.
The little girl ate it by herself, her mouth was red from the cold.
After chewing for a long time, she grinned and said that she was not sleepy anymore.
Sighing, Cen Yiqian leaned into her ear and said, "When mom comes later, you can't say you stole ice cream. Otherwise, she will be angry with me." Last week,
Cen Qingning had a toothache and acted like a baby during the video with Fu Bichu.
Fu Bichu was nice and angry when facing his daughter, but in the blink of an eye he called Cen Yiqian and lost his temper. He assured the dentist that it was all right.
In fact, the little girl was greedy for coolness and was stimulated by eating ice cream.
But seeing his daughter's obedient and innocent appearance, he didn't betray her.
Cen Qingning bent her eyes and replied, "I'll finish eating right away!"
Today was originally cloudy, but for some reason, it cleared up in the afternoon.
The sun shines into the terminal building, making this deep winter warm. The plane from Seattle glided through the sky in the sun and landed on the runway.
A woman with long chestnut curly hair is the focus of the crowd.
She was wearing sunglasses, a leather jacket, short skirt and high boots. She was not as hot as in winter, and her rose-colored lips were raised in a good mood.
Cen Qingning grabbed her father's hand and looked at the woman again and again.
She was a little hesitant. The little girl who had only met her mother in the video felt timid at this moment, fearing that this was another fantasy.
Until Cen Yiqian patted her on the head, and said in a warm voice, "It's mom."
The little girl let go of his hand, and ran towards her mother at the same speed as she was running towards the finish line like she was participating in a track and field meeting in kindergarten for the first time.
In the car, the little girl was still sleepy, her little hands were tightly around Fu Bichu's neck.
It was the first time for Fu Bichu to hold the little girl who had grown up, and he weighed it, and said in surprise: "It's so strong, it looks small in the video."
