Good Morning, Mr. President!

One Hundred and Sixty-Six The Love Buried by Time (VII)

"Really?" The cute child blinked his eyes, looked up at the boy beside him, and Wen Yanzhi beside him, grinning: "Both big brothers are very good-looking. They are a good match."

The young mother picked her up with a smile, and then said to the two: "Sorry, my daughter is still too young and doesn't know much."

The two shook their heads and smiled. Jing Rong looked back at Wen Yanzhi, who curled his lips at him with tenderness.

It was almost time for dinner, and Wen Yanzhi sent Jing Rong back to the Presidential Palace.

"I won't go in." Wen Yanzhi stabilized the car and spoke to Jing Rong.

He leaned back in the chair, lazy, and didn't move. But his eyes were so deep, staring straight at Jing Rong.

Jing Rong looked at him, "It's time for dinner, don't you want to have a simple meal with my brother-in-law?"

Wen Yanzhi raised his chin, "You bit me like this, are you sure you want me to meet your brother-in-law?"

"You were the first to ask."

Wen Yanzhi raised his hand and touched the boy's head, "Tomorrow at the airport... I won't see you off."

His voice was hoarse.

With a strong feeling that could not be dissolved.

Jing Rong nodded, "You do your thing."

"Go down." Wen Yanzhi spoke again and cast his eyes forward. Jing Rong looked at him sideways for a long time, and finally, unbuckled his seat belt, pushed open the door and prepared to get out.

Before getting out of the car, he was suddenly grabbed by Wen Yanzhi. He turned his face, his eyes collided with Jing Rong's, his eyes tightened, and his other hand clasped the back of his head, pressing the boy's face to himself.

Even if it was in the Presidential Palace now, even if Lao Yu and Jing Yu might see it, but at this moment, Wen Yanzhi could no longer care about anything!

He kissed passionately and crazily.

It was as if he wanted to take all the emotions of the next two years at this moment. Jing Rong did not struggle, and let him go wild on his lips. Wen Yanzhi's lips did not retreat from his lips until the boy's lips were red and swollen. His forehead was against the boy's, and his big hand was still on the back of his head, unwilling to let go.

With his eyes closed, he seemed to still feel the warmth of this moment.

"Come in." Wen Yanzhi was the first to speak.

His eyelashes fluttered, and Jing Rong slowly opened his eyes. His complex eyes met Wen Yanzhi, and Wen Yanzhi kissed him gently on his lips again: "...See you in two years."

After a long time, Jing Rong uttered a muffled "hmm", and finally broke free from the man's palm. He sat in the passenger seat, slowed down his chaotic breath, adjusted his emotions, and then pushed the car door open again.

This time, Wen Yanzhi did not pull him again.

Jing Rong did not go in immediately, but just stood there, watching Wen Yanzhi's car leave quickly and disappear in the twilight sunset, and then he slowly retracted his sight.

See you in two years...

It was hard for him to predict what they would look like when they met again in two years. Will this man who never had a fixed attitude towards love still remember him in two years?

"Master Jing, you are back." A voice sounded behind him. Jing Rong came back to his senses and turned around to see the servant standing at the door and greeting him respectfully.

Jing Rong smiled slightly and walked back.

When Jing Yu saw Jing Rong, the crazy bite marks on his neck surprised her.

She had to sigh that her brother had really grown up.

"Jing Rong, your girlfriend must be very...sexy." Jing Yu couldn't help teasing.

Jing Rong was embarrassed. Blushing.

"When are you going to bring her to me?" Ever since Ze Yao told her last night, Jing Yu was particularly curious. What kind of girl is she? She is so good, how come, as Zeyao said, she may not agree with them?

"Maybe there will be a chance in the future." Jingrong said.

"In the future? When?"

Jingrong thought seriously, "Two years later. If he and I can still be together in two years, I will definitely show you the first time."

Jingyu looked at his pious look and felt emotional. She knew Jingrong, and it seemed that Jingrong was serious.

Just as Zeyao said, he was a very sensible child, and the relationship he could start must be the one he cherished and cared about.

She thought that in two years, no matter what kind of girl he brought to her, as long as she was the one he loved, she would nod.

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The family of three had dinner. Jingrong went upstairs to pack his luggage, and Jingyu helped on the side.

Jingyu was worried about him going abroad alone, and kept reminding him of this and that.

The next morning, Yu Zeyao personally took the two siblings to the cemetery, and sent Jingrong to the airport after paying respects to his father.

Jing Yu was reluctant to let Jing Rong leave. But fortunately, she still had Ze Yao in her life. And their child who was about to be born.

Going to a new school, feeling a new atmosphere, getting closer to his future dream, Jing Rong's mood was not so high, but very low.

After comforting his sister, he carried his luggage to the security check. He couldn't help but look back, and his eyes unconsciously searched not far away.

But...

There was no figure of that person.

Yes, he had said long ago that he would not come to the airport to say goodbye this morning.

This is also good. In case he loses control of his emotions at the airport and makes a joke again. That man is always so childish and makes people worry.

"What's wrong? What are you looking for?" Jing Yu noticed his lost mood, looked around along his line of sight, and asked when he didn't see anyone.

Jing Rong came back to his senses and shook his head, "Sister, then I'll go in."

"Yeah." Jingyu patted his shoulder.

Jingrong went to the security checkpoint, waved to them, and left with his luggage. Watching the boy's back getting farther and farther away, Jingyu leaned on the man's shoulder.

The man hugged her shoulders and comforted her softly.

"Hey, is that Yanzhi?" Inadvertently, Jingyu saw a familiar figure.

Yu Zeyao glanced over and recognized him at a glance. Wen Yanzhi put his hands in his pockets and stood behind the time report table. From the angle where Jingrong left, he could not see anything. However, he could see Jingrong's figure clearly.

And at this moment...

His eyes were always on the direction where the boy disappeared, his eyes were deep, and he never looked away.

"Don't look, he's gone." Until a familiar voice came. Wen Yanzhi came back to his senses and saw Yu Zeyao and Jingyu standing in front of him.

Wen Yanzhi glanced at Jingyu and sneered at Yu Zeyao, "Which him?"

"Are you here to see Jingrong off?" Jingyu curled his lips, "When he left just now, he was looking around. I guess he might have seen you."

"I'm here to see a friend off." Wen Yanzhi explained, and then said, "Not Jingrong."

Jingyu noticed that Wen Yanzhi was in a very low mood. Probably, it was also because he was parting with a very important friend.

People who see someone off at the airport are mostly very sad.

It's almost the end. Due to the arrangement of the chapters, only this chapter will be updated today! There are only a few chapters left. If you have any small chapters you want to read at the end, I can write them. Small chapters!

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