Since the reform and opening up, domestic social atmosphere has been influenced by Western liberal ideas.
They are much bolder than before when it comes to contact between men and women.
For example, ten years ago, even if a couple was walking outside, they could only walk a distance apart, one in front of the other.
In public, let alone holding hands or hugging, even walking side by side would be considered indecent.
But now, it's common to see young couples strolling hand in hand on the streets, and some even boldly give each other a quick kiss when saying goodbye.
Even a kiss is just a fleeting moment.
No one else did what Huo Beixiao did—simply pick someone up and carry them away.
In addition, Huo Beixiao's height of 1.9 meters makes him stand out from the crowd in Sichuan Province, where the average height is relatively low.
Suddenly, all eyes of the people around the airport were on the two of them.
Yang Qiaoqiao was so ashamed and angry that she dared not struggle anymore, and could only bury her head in the man's neck like an ostrich.
Since she can't see or hear, no one will laugh at her.
After boarding the plane, Huo Beixiao finally put her in her seat and helped her fasten her seatbelt.
Yang Qiaoqiao took a few deep breaths to calm her feelings of shame and indignation. She had never been so humiliated in her life.
She glared fiercely at the man, then couldn't help but pinch the soft flesh of his waist hard. "Huo Beixiao, you've gone too far!"
To everyone's surprise, Huo Beixiao placed her hand on his waist, leaned close to her ear, and breathed hot air onto her earlobe, saying, "Wife, that's not what you said last night."
Yang Qiaoqiao: ...
Last night...
As she felt the man's hard muscles, images flashed through her mind in a flash.
She slept fitfully last night, still thinking that the man's sudden outburst of animalistic desires was his problem.
At that moment, she suddenly remembered.
It seems like last night it was... her problem.
In an instant, the flush that had just subsided on her body returned once again.
I really wish I could transform into an ostrich in the desert and bury my head in the sand.
Just then, the flight attendants started handing out blankets.
Yang Qiaoqiao simply covered her face with a blanket.
Looking at her like this, Huo Beixiao couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips with doting affection.
Yang Qiaoqiao originally just wanted to cover her face to ease the damned ambiguous and awkward atmosphere, but she was too tired these past few days and really didn't get any rest last night.
Before long, she actually fell asleep.
Huo Beixiao heard the even, shallow breathing sounds coming from beside him.
The doting look in his eyes deepened.
He carefully removed the blanket from his wife's face and then carefully covered her face again.
When Yang Qiaoqiao woke up again, she felt a sense of weightlessness.
The plane has begun its descent.
She opened her eyes and met the man's dark, deep gaze.
The image of the man reminding her of what happened last night before she fell asleep came to her mind subconsciously.
"Cough cough..."
Even though they've been married for a long time, she still couldn't help but clear her throat awkwardly, clearing her mind of all the embarrassing scenes before looking at the man and asking, "You didn't get any sleep?"
"I'm asleep," Huo Beixiao replied succinctly.
Actually, he wasn't asleep; he had been watching Yang Qiaoqiao sleep the whole time.
He didn't even realize how much time had passed; he had already been watching his wife for several hours.
However, he doesn't plan to use this to tease his wife anymore.
Although he adored his wife's shy demeanor, she clearly didn't like it very much.
Yang Qiaoqiao didn't doubt what the man said.
After all, it was the man who did most of the work last night, so he should be more tired than her and couldn't possibly not sleep on the plane.
Today is the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month.
When Yang Qiaoqiao and Huo Beixiao left Haicheng to return to Sichuan Province, red lanterns had already been hung and decorations had been made on the streets of Haicheng, creating a strong festive atmosphere.
Now that people are back, their faces are filled with the joy of celebrating the New Year and their anticipation for the new year, making the New Year atmosphere even more festive.
They called Grandpa Xia, Grandma Xia, and Aunt Xia in Haicheng early in the morning to tell them which flight they were on.
When they came out of the airport, not only was Xia's driver waiting for them outside.
Grandpa Xia, Grandma Xia, and Su Pan were also waiting for them outside with the two little ones.
Although they had only been separated for a few days, Yang Qiaoqiao already missed her two children terribly.
The moment I saw them, I wanted to hug the two little ones and kiss them hard.
But when she reached out to An'an, An'an, with her small size, snorted and turned to hide in Su Pan's arms.
Turning to look at Lele again, the little guy looked at her with red eyes and a pitiful expression, but his little hands were tightly gripping Xia Yuntao who was holding him.
He clearly looked angry with her.
The three elderly people couldn't help but laugh when they saw the two little ones like this. "You two little devils have quite the tempers."
“An'an and Lele, your mother didn’t take you with her to work this time. It’s not that she didn’t want to, but Grandpa Xia, Grandma Xia, and Great Aunt Xia couldn’t bear to part with you, so they didn’t let your parents take you with them,” Su Pan patiently explained to the two children.
Yang Qiaoqiao looked at her two children with a pitiful expression, "An'an and Lele, although Mommy didn't bring you with her, Mommy has missed you very much these days. Don't be angry with Mommy anymore, okay?"
Huo Beixiao focused on coaxing his daughter, "My dear daughter, Daddy was wrong. Please don't ignore Daddy, okay?"
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