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However, Su Xiaoxue stared at the file, but found that he couldn't see it, just as the brain's thoughts had been blocked by a stone, and there was no way to enter any job-related information.

Time, one minute and one second, unconsciously, it has been an hour.

At half past nine, Su Xiaoxue found that he still did nothing, just sitting in a daze.

Su Xiaoxue thought about it and called the phone at home. He answered Jiang Yan.

"Miss, what's wrong? Don't you go home tonight?" Jiang Yan asked with concern.

Su Xiaoxue hesitated and said, "Is Ye Fan at home?"

"Ye Fan? No... I didn't come back today," Jiang said.

Su Xiaoxue "hmm" sounded, "I know, Jiang Yan, I will go back tonight, late."

"Oh, okay, miss, I gave you a Cordyceps chicken soup. Don't forget to drink it at night, give you a hot drink." Jiang Yan said, he hung up the phone.

Su Xiaoxue was a little confused. He couldn’t help but look at the clock in the office and muttered to himself: "He didn't go back...what did he go..."

After a while, Su Guangxue pulled a drawer and took out the colored brush.

Looking at this childish painting, the strange and lovely signature above, Su Xiaoxue smiled from the heart.

Suddenly, in the woman’s mind, the words that Ye Fan said yesterday—“I will wait for you if you come or not”.

"Don't he..."

Su light snow gaze, Huo Ran got up, hurriedly picked up his coat and bag, and planned to run out.

But what I think of temporarily, the woman turned back, pushed a stack of information, and pulled out the pressed opera ticket below.

Su Qingxue took the ticket and quickly ran into the elevator, went downstairs, entered the garage, and started the car...

Pagani sports car turned into a whirlwind, rushed out of the underground garage, into the night of the light.

Around 10:30, Su Xiaoxue passed through the intensive traffic of Christmas and finally came to the Huahai Grand Theatre.

When the woman came to the entrance of the Grand Theatre, she found that there was no one at all.

The cold weather, the cold wind, in addition to the security of the parking lot, and a few hand-shrinking in the sleeves, street vendors selling roasted sweet potatoes, almost no one standing outdoors.

Su Xiaoxue pulled up his windbreaker collar, and the wind blew on her face, just like a knife. The hair had been blown up by the wind, and she did not care.

Going down the steps of the theater, Su light snow looked around, and suddenly saw that there was a figure sitting in a corner, a cigarette light lit up.

Su Xiaoxue was standing still, and the time seemed to be frozen by the cold.

This person sitting on the steps is naturally the leaf sail that has been waiting.

Ye Fan is actually not sure how long he has been sitting. It is just that the opera is not on the scene. He is holding a look forward. After all, he promised Su Xiaoxue and will wait for her.

At this moment, Ye Fan also noticed that Su Xiaoxue came. He stood up excitedly, spit out half of the cigarettes on his mouth, and reached for the dust on his pants.

"Wife, are you coming?!" Ye Fan grinned and smiled very happy.

Su Xiaoxue looked at the cigarette **** of the place, and the man had been blown up by the wind with some messy hairstyles, and a certain string in his heart was fiddled.

Seeing that the man was still laughing, Su Xiaoxue felt that his eyes were a little hot, his nose was sour, and there was no smile at all.

"Wife, the opera has already begun, let's go in." Ye Fan ran over and wanted to pull the hands of Lasu.

However, Su Liangxue took a step back and took a deep breath, took out the ticket and handed it to Ye Fan.

"I am here, not to accompany you to watch the drama, I want to return the ticket to you, tell you, I don't want to watch!"

Ye Fan stunned for a moment, and his heart was lost for a while, but soon, Ye Fan felt that something was wrong...

If the woman does not forgive him, why bother to run and tell him not to watch it?

What's more, at this point, the opera has begun, Su Xiaoxue still ran over, clearly want to confirm, whether he is waiting here.

Ye Fan turned his worries into joy, and no matter what Su Xiaoxue said, he hugged the woman when he stepped forward.

"You...what are you doing??" Su Xiaoxue was hugged by a man bear and struggled.

Ye Fandao: "If you don't look at it, then I will be holding you here. It's a big deal outside the theater to spend Christmas with you."

"You are a neuropathy! It's so cold! Are you an idiot?? Wouldn't you find a place to avoid a shun!"

Waiting for you to wait outside! ? Will not go inside! ? The convenience store next to it is also good!

Sitting on the steps and smoking all the time, like a fool, if I don't come, don't you blow another two hours... oh... oh! ”

Not waiting for Su Guangxue to finish, Ye Fan has kissed the woman's red lips heavily.

Ye Fan’s hands forcefully tightened the woman, as if to pull her directly into her body, no longer separate...

After a full kiss for ten minutes, Ye Fan released the woman and reached out to touch her smooth face.

"Go in, although our opera is a bit bad at the beginning, but I think, at least I will see a happy ending, what do you say?" Ye Fan said with a gentle smile.

Su Xiaoxue was a little bit stunned by his head, waiting to return to God, to taste the two meanings in the man's words, and his heart was a tremor.

"Well," Su Xiaoxue did not say much, turned his head to the door.

Ye Fan went up and took the woman's hand, and Su Xiaoxue did not resist.

Although they were already two hours late, the two went in and watched the rest of the show.

When the field came out, Ye Fan’s face was filled with a relieved smile. He wanted to ask why Su Xiaoxue forgave him, but he heard “咕噜”...

"Wife, your stomach is called?" Ye Fan turned back and looked at the woman around.

Su Qingxue shook his head and denied: "No!"

"Hey..."

The woman's face was red.

Ye Fan smiled. "You didn't have dinner?"

Su light snow can't wait to hit the wall, fainted, and nodded.

"Go, I didn't have enough dinner, let's go to the night."

"Can't eat nightingale, eat fat will be, people can not eat after 9 o'clock in the evening, now more than eleven o'clock, should go back to rest, the body to detoxification ..." Su light snow said.

Ye Fan interrupted the woman's words and asked directly: "What do you want to eat?"

"Casserole..." As soon as the words were spoken, Su Xiaoxue was busy licking his mouth and his face was red.

Ye Fan looked at her with a bad smile. "When you don't work late at night, come back to me and tell me these things, go, casserole!".

Going to a nightingale store, I don’t have to drive a tens of millions of sports cars.

Ye Fan took the woman's hand and walked to a nearby dining street.