In the evening, I didn't go to Chengcheng again.

I asked someone to stare at Cheng Chengcheng's subordinates' every move and tell them that if Cheng Chengcheng leaves, please inform me immediately.

The next morning, Cheng Chengcheng and his group got into the car and set off. I quickly asked my subordinates to prepare to set off together and followed their car to the bank of the Gobi Desert they had yesterday.

Cheng Chengcheng went down to the river bank to see the ruins again.

We were on the top, and the wind was blowing, a bit harsh.

Isn't she afraid of the cold?

She is also wearing a sweatshirt.

I got out of the car, walked to her subordinates, and handed her cigarettes, but her subordinates didn't want it, just looked at me and ignored me.

I asked, "Don't you care about your leader? It's so cold, don't give her a piece of clothing."

They said, "The leader will not let you talk too much."

As soon as he finished speaking, the few people next to him immediately glanced at him, and the guy immediately shut up.

I understand.

I see.

Do not look at what is wrong, and do not listen to what is wrong.

Moreover, the subordinates cannot say too much, and they cannot say a word about Cheng Chengcheng doing, saying, or wearing whatever he does, or care about it. In short, they cannot do anything.

Anyway, they listened to whatever Cheng Chengcheng said, but they couldn't say anything more to Cheng Chengcheng.

I lit a cigarette myself and said, "Look at your leader, it's cold. By the way, is she pregnant?"

Her men ignored me and stopped looking at me.

OK, ignore me, I go back to the car, lie down and wait.

Lying down, I fell asleep.

Sleeping in a daze, sleeping when you wake up, and wake up. This kind of weather is very suitable for sleeping.

When I was in a daze, I felt something was wrong.

Turn around and look around, huh?

Cheng Chengcheng.

Why did she come in the car?

I sat down and asked, "Why are you here?"

She didn't say anything.

There is nothing strange here. I don’t know when she got into the car.

Her lips were so cold that they turned white.

I reached out to hold her hand, and it was extremely cold.

I said, "Why did you wear this and go to the riverside? Isn't it cold?"

She didn't say anything, she was trembling with a cold look.

I feel sorry for her.

He gently hugged her into his arms.

Her clothes were also very cold, her face was also very cold, and it was cold everywhere.

I took off my coat and let her put it on.

I asked, "Are you warmer?"

She didn't say anything.

I said, "By the way, why did you suddenly change your style? Are you cold in these clothes and pants? Are you pregnant?"

She asked me, "Why are you here?"

I said, "I? I said yesterday that I came to you for something, but I miss you very much, but you know, you don't like me suddenly looking for you."

She said, "Is that true?"

I said, "Isn't it?"

She said: "I have eaten nothing from morning until now."

I was stunned: "Do you don't eat breakfast? You can't do this. Take good care of yourself. Let's go, I'll take you to eat, what do you want to eat."

She said, "You choose."

I said, "Then I have to ask you what you eat, what do you want to eat. What if I choose, you don't like it."

She said, "You choose first."

I asked, "Then I choose, don't like it, and then will you be angry?"

She said, "Yes."

I said, "Will someone just leave with a hot pot cover?"

She said: "Metropolis."

I smiled.

I called the driver and asked the driver to drive and go to a hot pot restaurant for dinner.

I went to a Sichuan-style hot pot restaurant, found a private room, and asked the waiter to put all the things on the menu.

She was stunned: "Everyone?"

I said, "Yes, all of them are here."

She asked, "Oh, then, what hot pot do you want to eat, the base."

I said, "What kind of hot pot is there for basement?"

She said: "Spicy, spicy, light, pepper..."

I didn't wait for her to finish saying: "Everything is here."

She was surprised.

I said, "Okay, just go there and you'll get in."

She nodded and went.

After a while, more than a dozen small carts were pushed in, filled with vegetables and hot pot, filling the entire large box.

I asked Cheng Chengcheng to choose by herself. She pointed to a hot pot casually. I brought it up with the hot pot and asked her what she wanted to eat.

She took some vegetables and put them down.

Still looking at the book in my hand.

I walked over and closed the book in her hand: "Okay, have a good meal, and read the book after you finish eating."

She lowered her head and ate.

I didn't eat a few bites and said I was full.

I just ate a few slices of yam and a few green vegetables.

I asked, "You are real."

She said, "Go."

I quickly asked my men to come down to pay the order, and then left the hotel in the surprised eyes of the waiters.

After leaving the hotel and getting in the car, I didn't ask Cheng Chengcheng where he wanted to go.

She said to go back to the hotel.

Then she went back to the hotel and went to the hotel. She went to take a shower. Maybe the hot pot smell was too strong.

After taking a shower, she came out and I said, "Why do I blow your hair?"

She said, "No."

The attitude was cold: "If you don't go back to your room, what are you doing here?"

I asked, "I don't need to accompany you, right?"

She said, "When will I ask you to accompany me?"

I said, "That's OK."

After saying that, I left.

She didn't keep me either.

That night, it was just like that.

The next day, Cheng Chengcheng asked his men to come and call me.
To be continued...