Extreme Pampering After Marriage

  Chapter 384 Reluctant

  Mo Shenbai's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his voice was low, "I want to promise you, but I can't guarantee that I can do what I say."

  Xu Youyou seemed to have guessed that this would be the case, and said with a smile: "So I made a decision."

   Mo's eyes were deep and white, and he listened attentively.

   "I won't come back for three years, and you don't want to visit me in Paris."

  As soon as Xu Youyou spoke, Mo Shenbai's face sank quietly.

   "If you miss me, look up at the sky, maybe one day a plane flying over your head will bring me back to you."

   Mo Shenbai's handsome thick eyebrows were frowned, and his voice became tense, "It must be like this?"

  Xu Youyou nodded seriously, "So you have to look forward to every tomorrow, because I may come back to you at any time."

  Mo Shenbai resisted in his heart, but he agreed after a moment of silence.

   "I promise you, I will look forward to every tomorrow, and look forward to your return to my side at any time."

  Xu Youyou reached out to hug him, took a deep breath, trying to remember the faint woody smell on his body.

   "Dabai, even if we are thousands of miles apart, even if there is jet lag in our time, our love will never have jet lag."

  Every minute and every second, we are in love.

  Mo Shenbai touched her head, bowed his head and kissed her affectionately, "I love you every moment!"

  The two hugged each other tightly, and neither of them spoke anymore.

  Until the boarding reminder came from the radio, Pei Chuan brought Xu Youyou's belongings over and reminded in a low voice, "Madam, it's time for you to board the plane."

  Passengers queuing at the boarding gate quickly boarded the plane, and the boarding gate was already empty.

  Mo Shenbai sent her to the boarding gate.

  Xu Youyou handed the boarding pass to the flight attendant, and looked back at the man standing behind him.

   Mo Shenbai's dark eyes were full of affection, and he raised his hand and waved, signaling her to get on the plane.

  Xu Youyou took the boarding pass and walked a few steps inside, suddenly stopped, turned around and ran back.

  Mo Shenbai was taken aback for a moment, but before he could react, Xu Youyou had already thrown himself into his arms, hugged him hard, then let go, turned around and was already in tears, and walked inside without looking back.

  Wiping tears while walking, not daring to look back, fearing that if he looked at him one more time, his heart would soften, and he was reluctant to leave.

  Getting on the plane, the flight attendant invited her to the business class. She was seated by the window. Looking at the departure hall from a distance, she seemed to be able to see the slender and lonely figure behind the glass.

  Xu Youyou took a deep breath, as if slowly exhaling the stale air in her chest.

   About ten minutes later, a reminder from the purser came on the radio that the plane was about to take off. All passengers should fasten their seat belts and turn off their mobile phones.

  Xu Youyou turned off her mobile phone, fastened her seat belt, and looked up at the LCD screen in front of her, which was playing safety instructions.

   Soon the plane began to taxi and flew towards the sky.

  Mo Shenbai stood in front of the glass and watched the plane carrying Xu Youyou soar into the sky, like a soaring eagle, to the sky that he couldn't see.

  As the plane got smaller and smaller, it disappeared from sight like a speck of dust, and the dark white eyes became darker and darker. The whole person seemed to be sucked out of the soul, lifeless...

  Xu Youyou left, and took his joys, anger, sorrows and joys with him, and the following time is nothing but a meaningless blank.

  ***

  The plane flew steadily at 30,000 feet, and the golden light outside the window shone on the clouds, shining golden.

  Xu Youyou put down the visor, unbuckled the seat belt, and was just about to take out the tablet to draw to pass the time, when suddenly a person sat down in another seat in the aisle.

   "So hard?"

   A playful and familiar voice sounded, Xu Youyou was startled for a while, then looked up at Fu Jianchen's rebellious face, and said in amazement, "Why are you here?"

   "Why can't I be here?" Fu Jianshen snorted softly, "You didn't charter this plane, I can't sit if you can sit on it?"

   "That's not what I mean, what I mean is—" Xu Youyou calmed down, and said carefully, "Why are you on this plane? You're going to Paris too?"

   "Yes." Fu Jianchen picked up a convenient magazine and casually flipped through it.

   "What are you doing in Paris?"

   "I'm going to travel, to sketch, or to study abroad. I don't need to worry about what I want to do."

  Fu Jianchen looked at her sideways, his eyes flashed narrowly, "You don't think I'm following in your footsteps, do you?"

  Xu Youyou immediately shook her head, "I didn't say that, let alone think that way."

"Preferably." Fu Jianchen threw the magazine aside, fiddled with the prayer beads on his wrist, and moved his thin lips, "I'm not interested in a brat like you. I heard that French women are beautiful and romantic. Maybe I'm like this." It will be a wonderful experience to visit again.”

   "Then I wish your dreams come true."

  Xu Youyou squeezed out an innocent smile, put on headphones, listened to music and drew.

  Fu Jianchen: "..."

   Along the way, apart from eating the plane meal, Xu Youyou spent the rest of the time drawing or watching dramas, and had no communication with Fu Jianchen.

  Fu Jianchen didn't take the initiative to talk to her, he asked the stewardess for a blanket, and either fell asleep with his head covered, or watched a movie.

  While watching a movie, I can't help but glance at the girl next door from the corner of my eye.

  She is completely immersed in her own world, blocking all information from the outside world.

  In the second half of the flight time, Xu Youyou was still tired, and fell asleep leaning on the chair, and the mobile phone in her hand slipped to the ground.

  Fu Jianchen got up and walked over with the thin blanket, bent down to pick up her mobile phone and put it on the small table, and then gently covered her with the thin blanket.

  When the blanket was about to be pulled up, her eyes fell on her neck. A red string was attached to the white and tender skin, which set off the beautiful swan neck like fat.

  Fu Jianshen paused for a moment, his deep eyes were secretly full of strong emotions, and his flirtatious lips could not be restrained from rising.

   This is the blessing of peace that I prayed for her.

  She wears it next to her body day and night.

  Fu Jianshen returned to his seat and sat down. In the empty business class, he could stare at the girl he loved unscrupulously, and vent the raging and passionate love in his heart at will.

  Fingertips twirled the beads one after another, as if to suppress those evil, despicable, and suppressed loves bit by bit.

   This is enough.

   This is enough.

  ***

   Three months later.

  Late at night.

  The office of the chairman of the Mohs Group is brightly lit.

  The door that was originally closed was kicked open. When Xu Jialu walked in, he saw that there was no one at the desk, and when he turned his head, he saw the man standing in front of the French window.

  The figure is slender and straight, with his hands behind his back, his back is deserted and lonely, and there is an indescribable sense of brokenness.

  Xu Jialu sighed deeply, "My family has only been abroad for three years, and it's not like you won't come back forever. Can you stop being lifeless and lifeless all day long?"

  (end of this chapter)