t playing women I want you to help me play this woman!" Ji Siyan held Tong Yimo's photo in front of her brother Ji Yunheng.Season Yunheng was lying on the sofa, a cigarette dangling from his lips, cha...Lán Yànchén met Qín Niàoxià's gaze and smiled, "I have a slight understanding."

Qin Nianxia blinked her beautiful big eyes in surprise, then got up suddenly, propped herself up on the table with both hands, and leaned towards Leng Yanchen's face, asking curiously, "Then read me again, guess what I'm thinking now"

Faced with her sudden approach, Leng Yanchen was taken aback, his gaze inexplicably shifting away from her beautiful eyes.

Qin Nianxia tilted her head slightly and then asked, "Do you need to look into my eyes when you read minds"

"You weren't thinking anything, you were just curious how I read your mind." Leng Yanchen picked up his coffee, pretending to be calm and took a sip, but almost choked on the bitter taste.

Just now he put all the sugar into Qin Nianxia's milk, completely forgetting that his coffee also needed some sugar to flavor it.

Qin Nianxia saw that he had guessed correctly and excitedly sat down, clasped her hands together, and earnestly pleaded with him, "You could teach me too, couldn't you"

"You're too stupid to learn." Leng Yanchen put down his coffee and refused directly.

Qin Nianxia, seeing this, pursed her lips and got up to leave the private compartment.

Leng Yanchen glanced at Qin Nianxia's departing figure and continued to eat his sandwich.

By the time Qin Nianxia returned, she had an extra small bag of sugar in her hand.

She tore open the sugar packet and poured only half a spoonful of fine sugar into Leng Yanchen's coffee. Then she picked up a small teaspoon, stirred it well, and finally held up the coffee cup with both hands, offering it to Leng Yanchen with a slight smile: "This is called reciprocity."

Leng Yanchen took the coffee from Qin Nianxia, a slight smile playing at the corner of his handsome lips.

Qin Nianxia rested her chin in her hand, looking at Leng Yanchen. She always felt that this man was no longer as cold as he was when they first met.

After breakfast, the plane had already flown above the clouds.

Perhaps it's easy to get sleepy after a big meal

Qin Nianxia was sprawled on the table, reading a magazine with her eyes drooping.

Finally, her head tilted back, she rested her arm and fell asleep peacefully.

Leng Yanchen was sitting right across from her, the two of them sharing this long table.

In a blink of an eye, the magazine that was originally standing in front of her suddenly fell down and covered the book Cold Yanchen was reading.

Cold Yanchen subconsciously raised his eyes and saw Qin Nianxia sleeping. He took off his suit jacket and put it on her.

Qin Nianxia unconsciously scratched her own nose bridge.

A single strand of hair rested on her nose, its tip tickling her skin, causing a slight itch.

She was half asleep and itching at the same time.

Leng Yanchen saw it and simply lifted her hair, tucking it behind her ear.

She fell back asleep comfortably.

It was only when his fingertips, unintentionally brushing against her ear, that he abruptly stopped.

But soon, he withdrew his hand without a trace, returned to his seat and continued reading.

One person sat, the other lay down. Outside the cabin window, the sun floated on a sea of clouds, becoming a connecting hub between their figures, as if time had stopped, and years passed peacefully.

Thirteen hours later…

The plane arrived at London's Luton Airport, the sun shining brightly in the middle of a beautiful British afternoon.

Qin Nianxia followed Leng Yanchen off the plane and all the way to the exit. He walked in the same direction as her the whole time.

"Hey, Leng Yanchen, you're coming to England for business and not bringing an assistant" Qin Nianxia walked alongside Leng Yanchen, who was ahead of her carrying her suitcase. She couldn't help but ask with a hint of suspicion in her voice.

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