Passionate Devotion

Chapter 3398 is my home 5

Late at night, Su Shishi was lying in her sleeping bag and received a call from Yin Tingjun, curious: "It should be four in the morning in China. You don't sleep every day, why don't you sleep at this time every night? Call you during the day How many hours do you sleep every day when the call is not missed?"

Liang Qian slept next to him and said to his heart: Yin Shao's work and rest are always regular. She sleeps at ten o'clock at six o'clock. I'm afraid I can't sleep all night or set an alarm clock to call you at this point.

Yin Tingjun made a cold face, dispelled the drowsiness, and smiled evilly, "What? Do you want to know when I go to bed? Or do you want to know if I sleep with a woman?"

Your secretary always said that someone sent a woman to your bed, you don't even bother to take a look, I need to worry about whether you are sleeping with your arm around the woman? What's wrong with me? Can't you be good?

However, she seemed to be accustomed to this man's irritating emphasizing, and she was too lazy to care, and sighed.

"how?"

"There is a tourist...I didn't come here. There are a lot of injured people here." To be honest, I can't say that it is relaxed. Today, I followed the Secretary of State to visit all the way, and it was the coldness of facing the disaster. It was the first time she experienced an earthquake. Although I have often seen pictures of disasters in reports, the difference between the images, photos and the feeling of being on the scene is so different that makes people feel unhappy, so I want to talk a little lightly: "What are you doing?"

"Look at the scenery." Yin Tingjun walked to the terrace, lying on a chair listening to the sound of the waves, and looking at the stars in the sky: "Wait a minute, add WeChat to show you the night, it's beautiful."

"Well, I seem to hear the quiet sound of waves. Unlike the waves here, they can turn into a tsunami at any time, making the disaster worse, which is awe-inspiring and terrifying."

After adding a WeChat friend, Yin Tingjun opened the WeChat video to show her the dazzling stars.

The half-round crescent moon hung above the deep black sea and sky. It was much more beautiful than the gloomy night of Country A. The dull mood all day long was involuntarily relaxed. She lay on her side and looked at the starry crescent moon, missing her home more and more.

"This is where?"

"Fengcheng." Yin Tingjun turned the video camera to himself, revealing his handsome face.

Su Shishi rolled her eyes at his handsome face: "Can you have a good chat?"

"How do you want me to chat?" Yin Tingjun raised his arm.

The man in the camera is a bit more lazy.

There is no way to watch this video. Fortunately, although Yin Tingjun owes her lips, she doesn’t go down. She didn’t turn the camera down. She just told her about Fengcheng’s worthwhile places and projects. She has never been to Fengcheng. I heard that The most beautiful city along the coast in China.

The Fengcheng in Yin Tingjun's mouth is more like a paradise on earth, which is fascinating. She can't wait to return to China and immediately go to Fengcheng to take a vacation and drive a speedboat against the waves, blowing the sea breeze, eating seafood, and enjoying the singing of seagulls.

(End of this chapter)