Beijing Night Snow

Chapter 18 What is the misunderstanding?
"It's okay." The girl smiled awkwardly, "Then I won't bother you anymore."

After the girl finished speaking, she walked away in a hurry. Looking at her back, she looked like she was running away.

Chen Yucong looked at Song Jinhe, his eyes full of helplessness and doting.

After a moment, he reached out to Song Jinhe again, "Will you get up?"

Song Jinhe did not refuse Chen Yucong again. She put her hand in Chen Yucong's palm. The man pulled her up with a little force.

Song Jinhe fell into Chen Yucong's arms again. She pushed Chen Yucong away, seeming a little angry.

Chen Yucong didn't care at all. He asked gently, "Do you want to practice more?"

"I don't want to practice anymore. Your skills are not good at all. You are not qualified to teach anyone!" Song Jinhe said confidently.

Chen Yucong laughed angrily, stretched out his hand and directly took Song Jinhe into his arms.

Song Jinhe struggled and said coquettishly, "Let me go."

Chen Yucong did not let go of Song Jinhe this time, but leaned close to her ear and whispered, "What on earth are you saying about my poor skills?"

Song Jinhe was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted. Her whole face turned red. She turned her head to look at Chen Yucong who was looking at her seriously. Song Jinhe gritted her teeth and said, "You are shameless."

Chen Yucong didn't seem angry at all. When he looked into Song Jinhe's eyes, there was helplessness and doting in them.

After looking at each other for a while, Chen Yucong raised his hand and rubbed Song Jinhe's head, even making the hat she was wearing crooked.

"Okay, then don't row. Now go back and have a rest. It's almost time for dinner." Chen Yucong said gently.

In fact, he was mainly worried that Song Jinhe's legs would feel uncomfortable after spending too long outdoors.

The two changed their clothes and quickly left the venue on the shuttle bus and returned to the hotel.

The two went to the cafe, ordered coffee, and then went straight back to the room.

In the guest room, Song Jinhe sat on the sofa, drinking coffee and browsing her phone, while Chen Yucong made a work call.

The two of them were doing their own things, occasionally looking up to see where the other was, and then continuing with their own things.

Chen Yucong quickly finished the work in his hands, went to sit next to Song Jinhe, and took the opportunity to hug her and kiss her.

Song Jinhe did not refuse, but her eyes never left the phone. She was still looking at her hands when she was kissed, and her attitude was very complicated.

Chen Yucong wanted to see what attracted her, so he looked down and saw the wedding photos in her mobile phone, and subconsciously glanced at Song Jinhe.

Noticing that Chen Yucong was looking at her, Song Jinhe quickly explained, "Don't get me wrong, this is someone else's wedding photo."

Chen Yucong felt that Song Jinhe's words were ambiguous, so he asked, "Misunderstanding? What did I misunderstand?"

Song Jinhe opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but when she saw the look in Chen Yucong's eyes, she couldn't say anything.

What else could be misunderstood?
Isn't it just that you are worried that Chen Yucong will think that you are hinting at him to get married?

She had long given up looking forward to marrying Chen Yucong.

"Song Jinhe." Chen Yucong narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of danger in his eyes.

"What I mean is that I have no objection to them getting married." Song Jinhe nodded after she said this, looking very sure.

Chen Yucong looked at Song Jinhe and didn't know what to say, "Does someone else need your consent to get married?"

"No need, she just invited me and I just took a look." Song Jinhe said.

Chen Yucong took another look at the two people in the photo. He had no impression of them at all, which meant that they were unimportant people to Song Jinhe.

"So you're going to the wedding?" Chen Yucong asked. Song Jinhe shook her head, "No, I'll just give her the gift money when the time comes."

Song Jinhe closed the page directly and began to change the subject, talking to Chen Yucong about other things, "Your birthday is coming soon."

"Yeah." Chen Yucong nodded. He looked at Song Jinhe and after a long while he continued, "Have you thought about what gift to prepare for me?"

"I'll transfer two hundred to you, and you can do whatever you want." Song Jinhe acted very generously, and made the two hundred yuan sound like two million.

"Song Jinhe." Chen Yucong reached out to pinch her cheek, "Are you just trying to please me like this?"

He still remembered that she took the time to prepare a gift for Xu Huaan, but when it came to him, she was just perfunctory. Chen Yucong couldn't help feeling angry.

Song Jinhe dodged with a smile, and the two sat together and made noises for a while.

When the time was almost up, the two went to the hotel restaurant to eat, and after the meal they went straight back to their room.

The two were getting ready to go take a hot spring bath. Song Jinhe had just taken out her swimsuit when she saw Chen Yucong coming over. The two looked at each other and saw in each other's eyes what was on their minds.

Chen Yucong went out to take a hot spring bath first, and when Song Jinhe came out, his eyes were wide open.

Song Jinhe pretended not to see it and slowly walked into the hot spring pool.

The hot spring pool is in the backyard of the villa suite. Perhaps for privacy protection or because it is too cold in winter, there is a single-sided panoramic glass above the yard.

You can't see what's going on inside from the outside.

When Song Jinhe went to the hot spring pool, Chen Yucong took the initiative to come to Song Jinhe's side and put his hand on her shoulders.

What happened later seemed to be within Song Jinhe's expectations.

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At the end of the weekend, Song Jinhe and Chen Yucong went back together.

On Monday, Song Jinhe had a program recording and went out early.

Zhang Ting had other work arrangements today, so Lao Huang brought his assistant Hu Yanqin to pick up Song Jinhe.

When Hu Yanqin saw Song Jinhe, she immediately greeted her with a smile, "Sister Song, good morning!"

"Yeah." Song Jinhe nodded slightly, didn't say much, and quickly got into the car.

Old Huang knew the destination and drove away directly, while Hu Yanqin and Song Jinhe sat in the back.

This was the first time that Hu Yanqin worked alone with Song Jinhe. Perhaps because she was excited, not long after getting in the car, Hu Yanqin began to talk to Song Jinhe about her future work arrangements.

Song Jinhe spoke quietly, but at the very end, she couldn't help but frowned.

"What dinner party? Do I have to go?" Song Jinhe asked.

Hu Yanqin was stunned for a moment, then quickly said, "Director Fang invited us. He said that we should get together before the filming of the movie. Sister Ting also knows about this."

Song Jinhe still frowned, but didn't say anything in the end. Just go.

Seeing that Song Jinhe didn't say anything else, Hu Yanqin stopped talking.

Soon they arrived at their destination. Song Jinhe got out of the car and Hu Yanqin immediately followed with her backpack.

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