Chapter 368 Going to the Water City Film Festival

Yun Xiangxiang woke up in Song Mian's arms. When he turned his head, he found that he had already woken up. He propped his head on one hand, and stared at him intently from the side.

Smiling at him, Yun Xiangxiang teased: "I watch it every day, don't you get tired of watching it?"

The corners of her lips gradually curved into a nice curve, Song Mian didn't answer, but still looked at her with charming eyes and shook her head slightly.

Because of the close distance, Yun Xiangxiang could clearly see his purple-black pupils like magnificent transparent emeralds, reflecting his own little face.

Yun Xiangxiang didn't care about getting up early and didn't wash up, so he leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek: "Good morning, Mr. Song."

Song Mian's brows and eyes were filled with a joyful smile, and he leaned down and kissed her face: "Good morning, Ms. Yun."

After speaking, the two looked at each other, and couldn't help but smile sweetly.

The morning sun had already fallen outside the window, and the light that came in filled the whole room with a warm smell.

After all, it was someone else's house. Yun Xiangxiang realized that after waking up from sleep, her strength had recovered, so she got up early and planned to do morning exercises.

But was stopped by Song Mian: "You can't exercise vigorously during this period, it will hurt your spleen and stomach."

"Listen to the doctor, but I want to breathe fresh air." Yun Xiangxiang asked, "Will you hold my hand and accompany me to the garden?"

"It's an honor." Song Mian took Yun Xiangxiang by the hand and walked around the garden of the Tang family.

The garden is very large, it is a kind of pure Chinese national style and retro construction, with rockery and rocks, small bridges and flowing water, and a deep courtyard.

Quiet and elegant, there are many flowers blooming in the garden, occasionally a gust of wind blows, and the fragrance is refreshing.

Yun Xiangxiang looked sideways at Song Mian. He looked even more dazzling and charming under the sun. She felt that being able to hold hands with such a person and walk silently like this every day was a different kind of sweet happiness that washed away in her heart.

After walking for half an hour, he and Song Mian went to the Tang family's dining room to have breakfast. There was a big table full.

A small dish of different and exquisite dishes, I wonder if it is such a grand breakfast for a big family, Yun Xiangxiang was dazzled by it.

After breakfast, Yun Xiangxiang asked Song Mian, "When are we leaving?"

Today is the 28th, and she promised to go to Shuicheng to meet them today. She originally planned to take off last night, but yesterday she was in such a state that she really couldn't do it.

Fortunately, it was six hours later than here, and now we can still arrive on the 28th over there.

"I've asked Song Yao to prepare, and we'll leave at one o'clock after lunch." It happened to be dinner time when we got there.

It's not easy to take a rest when I get on the plane at this time. After lunch, I can just get on the plane and take a nap.

According to her current physical condition, she can probably sleep for five or six hours a night, wake up to eat, read a book, or talk to him, and wait until she gets off the plane for dinner, without delaying her night rest.

In fact, if it was possible, Yun Xiangxiang would rather not push it, not to mention that he had agreed to Wu Zhao long ago, and the company had already prepared a press release, and Deng Yang had also prepared a dress for her.

If you don't go, many people's hard work will be in vain, Yun Xiangxiang can't be so willful and lose the chain.

Lunch was still at the Tang's family, and the Tang family cooked many authentic Cantonese dishes for Yun Xiangxiang.

Before they were about to go to the airport, Mr. Tang gave Yun Xiangxiang a very precious jade pendant, which was said to have been handed down from the Han Dynasty, and Yun Xiangxiang almost trembled in fright.

"Grandpa Tang, this thing is too expensive." Yun Xiangxiang was not being polite, but it was really too expensive.

"This is just a token. This time, the Tang family has troubled you. If you don't complain, you are giving me face as an old guy, but we still have to express our feelings. If you have any difficulties in the future, just come to me." Mr. Tang didn't allow Yun to think about refusing.

Yun Xiangxiang looked at Song Mian begging for help, but Song Mian said, "This gift from the elders is irresistible."

Yun Xiangxiang could only accept it, and Tang Suran also gave Yun Xiangxiang a gift: "Thank you for the gift, I have to accept it."

The old man's Gu Yuyun thought about it and accepted it, so there was no need to decline Tang Suran's gift, but Yun Xiangxiang didn't open it.

After arriving on the plane, Yun Xiangxiang only opened the retro-style box, which was an exquisite feather fan.

The upper half of the fan is made of pure white and soft feathers, while the lower half of the fan is made of transparent tulle with exquisite gold and colored thread embroidery.

As soon as the fan is unfolded, there is a scent of fragrance, and the fan can also feel the comfortable fragrance of flowers in the wind.

"This fan has a history of more than two hundred years." Song Mian just glanced at it, and his vicious eyes could see it.

"Antique." Yun Xiangxiang still liked this feather fan very much, it was very delicate and beautiful.

But after she fiddled with it for a while, she began to feel sleepy. Just as Song Mian thought, she slept for about six hours, and it was Song Mian who woke her up for dinner.

Private jets can make some simple meals. Considering Yun Xiangxiang's body, Song Mian cooked a bowl of noodles.

"It's so fresh, what did you put in the noodles?" Yun Xiangxiang thought it was the most delicious noodles she had ever eaten.

"I used some seafood to make the soup." Song Mian said calmly.

Yun Xiangxiang also nodded, finished his bowl, and smiled at him, but his eyes were shining with longing.

"Don't eat if you're not hungry. If you like, I'll make it for you another day. Eating too much now is bad for your stomach." Even if noodles are something to nourish the stomach, Yun Xiangxiang's current physical condition can't hold on.

Yun Xiangxiang could only give up aggrieved, and Song Mian handed her a few books: "Your new subject for next semester."

Sure enough, Yun Xiangxiang forgot about the delicious food. She had a lot of things to do this holiday, and occasionally consolidated the knowledge of last semester. Next semester, she will be a sophomore with new subjects.

Due to the arrival of new students in the new year, they started this semester relatively late, on September 3rd.

Yun Xiangxiang hoped to go back as soon as possible. This year's Qingda University's application rate was surprisingly high. Many people knew that Yun Xiangxiang's influence still played a certain role.

The head of the department had contacted her before, hoping that she would participate in the program of the orientation party and give some encouragement to the freshmen.

After all, no one knows whether any of these new students are here for her.

Although Yun Xiangxiang was very willing, she still refused. She didn't have time for rehearsal at all, so she tried to show her face at the orientation party as much as possible.

"I will only shoot "Flying Apsaras" next semester." Yun Xiangxiang had already made a decision.

There was really no time to spare, "Flying Apsaras" decided to launch on October 1st, which happened to be a holiday, and Yun Xiangxiang also happened to be in school for a month.

However, it may not be as easy as before. The major of computer is both theoretical and practical.

Song Mian gave her the book in advance, and of course she jumped into it right away, and asked Song Mian directly if she didn't understand anything.