Chapter 671: came back

Yang Zimei didn't want his father to see the present appearance of Governor Yuqing, so he refused to say, "Dad, Master, he needs to rest, and it is inconvenient to meet people, so please go back first."
"What the is so serious? I thought he might not get sick."
Yang Qing asked in confusion.
"Dad, Master may practice old age, sickness and death, even if I practice."
"Um." Yang Qing nodded. "When do you have time to go to Grandma Village, Niu Niu? They all hope that it will rain early, otherwise everyone will be crazy, and your cousin is waiting for me to speak."
Yang Zimei was embarrassed. "Dad, Master, I really can't leave half a step. Can I wait two weeks later?"
"Niuniu--"
Yang Qing said very positively, "This is your mother's family's come to ask you to do things. If you don't go, they will scold your mother and say what your mother forgot."
Yang Zimei sweated.
Dad said it was true.
If it's just for money, she doesn't care, but it involves the mother's reputation in her maiden house.
Although my mother hasn't returned to her family for many years, but there is the root of her birth, she must want to go back and see.
That was to wait for the dragon to come back day by day, and let him help look at Master and pass by himself.
Grandma wasn't too far away. It only took six hours to get back and forth by car. What she was afraid was that the problem was too big, and she couldn't solve it in a short while.
"Dad, since that's the case, then tell your cousin, I'll be there tomorrow."
"Okay, let your mother follow you back to your maiden's house tomorrow and see your uncle and aunt them." Yang Qing saw Yang Zimei agree and was very relieved.
"Well. I'll pick up mom tomorrow."
Yang Zi nodded
Yang Qing left with satisfaction.
He left for a while, and Yang Zimei felt his heart start to jump inexplicably.
Did the dragon return every day?
She ran out of the gate and waited.
The dragon Hummer's black Hummer galloped not far away ...
Her heart was beating with the ups and downs of the car, and she watched as the car approached her.
The car stopped in front of her and jumped off the tall and strong black body of Long Zhutian ...
The two eyes collided together in the air, directly into each other's heart.
The heart suddenly missed a beat, and was suffocated with ecstasy.
The two stayed still, just so they didn't blink, and looked at each other with certainty, trying to imprint each other into their own eyes, and never had to leave their eyes.
For a long time, Long opened his arms day by day, and said mutely, "brow, I'm back!"
"Day by day, you finally come back!"
After saying this, Yang Zimei's tears couldn't be restrained anymore, he fell down, flew forward, flung in front of his wide, warm and powerful chest, grabbed his healthy waist, and buried his face in his heart position ... ...
He heard the powerful but messy beating of his heart ...
Her heart, which had always been disturbed, settled instantly.
As if as long as he was there, she would no longer be afraid of any difficulty or confusion.
Long wrapped around her waist one hand at a time, covering her hair with one hand, watching with painful heart her long black hair, which turned into ice-blue.
What kind of anxiety and anxiety will it take for her to become like this?
He slightly roughened his palm, stroking her hair gently, patting her back, trying to say something soothing, but couldn't say anything, but letting her tears wet her chest ...