Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Qinger originally thought that Ling Yunzheng could be sent away before noon. However, she checked the air ticket and found that the air ticket was sold out during the day. Considering that it would take seven hours to return to San Francisco from New York, in order to prevent Ling Yunzhen from staying on the plane, She can only buy him a ticket for the next day.

This meant that he had to stay with her one night.

Probably seeing her embarrassment, Ling Yunzheng smiled softly: "You will send me back to New York today, I happen to have several business activities. The assistant booked a hotel in New York for me, which is much more comfortable than staying with you. Now."

Qing'er was a little embarrassed: "Okay, I'll take you to the hotel first, then I'll invite you to dinner."

"No need." Ling Yunzheng pointed out, "You have something else to be busy."

Qinger snorted: "There is nothing busy."

Ah Yao, the stinky kid who has hung her for so long, what happened when she asked him to wait a few more hours?

Ling Yunzheng naturally had no opinion, he smiled slightly: "Okay."

But Qinger did not expect that after they had lunch, the situation changed suddenly, and the violent wind outside the restaurant shocked Qinger.

The passers-by accelerated their steps and avoided the building. Ling Yunzheng turned his eyebrows and checked the weather information: "It was a hurricane. It was previously announced that it had arrived the day after tomorrow. I didn't expect this hurricane to be advanced.

New York has to experience several typhoons throughout the year, and Qing'er is used to it, but how about this time...

She was a little helpless: "So, will your schedule tomorrow be affected?"

"Yes, but it doesn't matter if I go back to San Francisco two days later." He frowned. "It's you. I'm afraid I have to stay in New York for at least one night. It's unsafe to drive in this weather."

"Well, that's the only way." Qinger sighed.

Fortunately, the hotel is nearby. Back at the hotel, Ling Yunzheng booked another room for her, and the two returned to their rooms to rest.

Qing'er stood at the window, slightly frowning, and the street trees outside were swayed by the wind, she estimated that Princeton was not much better...

Just then, her cell phone rang.

Qinger glanced, it was A Yao.

Ha, this kid finally remembered to take the initiative to contact her... Qinger couldn't help but hooked her lips, waiting for the phone to ring for more than ten seconds before answering.

"Ayao?"

"Sister Qing'er, are you back?" The teenager's voice came out of the air, his muffled voice anxious.

"No, I'm in New York." She looked out the window and sighed, "Who knows that such a strong wind suddenly blows..."

There was a rapid breathing of the teenager over the phone, and he paused before saying, "So, are you still with Ling Yunzheng?"

"You eat this vinegar is almost endless." Qinger is a little funny, "We live in different rooms, rest assured, I will go back when the hurricane is gone. Hey, why don't you keep a distance from me now?"

Qing'er still laughed at him in mood, but in this case, this ridicule is really a little owed.

At least Ah Yao listened to his ears, only to feel that his internal organs were burning uncomfortably.

He seemed to squeeze these words out of his teeth: "I know."

After finishing his speech, he hung up the phone forcefully.

Listening to the busy tone in the phone, Qing'er couldn't believe it and took it down in front of her eyes. This made sure that Yao had really hung up her phone.

This kid's temper is really getting bigger...

Qing'er vomited, and he couldn't help laughing.