Beijing International Airport.

After getting off the plane, Li Yange pushed the suitcase and walked in front. Cheng Shaojun behind him followed with a blush on his face, like a embarrassed little wife.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Cheng Shaojun walking slowly, Li Yange looked back at her and said with a smile: "Are you tired of taking a plane? Why don't I carry you?"

"No...no need."

Cheng Shaojun accelerated his pace and followed Li Yange's right hand. In the other party's staring eyes, she hesitated for a while, and finally hugged his arm.

"Let's go."

Li Yange looked at the hands that hugged her arms, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly, unable to hide the joy in her heart. She secretly felt happy and pushed the suitcase with one hand and led Cheng Shaojun to the outside of the airport.

After a while, the two of them snuggled out of the airport hall. When they arrived outside, Li Yange stopped a "yellow-faced person". After reporting to the location of Yuer Hutong, the driver stepped on the accelerator and ran over.

In the car, the driver frequently looked at Li Yange sitting behind through the rearview mirror. When he arrived at the place, he saw that the two of them were about to get off the car, the driver hesitated and said, "Are you Li Yange?"

"Ah? Yes, I am." Li Yange was stunned, wondering how the driver knew him.

"It's really you!"

The driver turned around with joy and said happily: "Yesterday I saw you performing in the United States on the News Broadcast, but I didn't expect to see you come back today."

"Yesterday's news broadcast?"

"Yes, the news broadcast last night reported that the US Embassy performed for the National Day Gala. I saw you on it."

Hearing this, Li Yange came over in a trance. It turned out that this was the case.

"I know, Master, let's go here." Li Yange looked at Cheng Shaojun who was smiling beside her, and signaled her to get off the car, and then opened the car door and took out the luggage in the trunk.

Seeing Li Yange carrying his suitcase there, the driver quickly got out of the car and said, "Why don't you drive the car in a little longer?"

"No need for a master, just do it now."

Li Yange politely declined the driver's kindness and was about to wave goodbye to enter Yuer Hutong when the driver said, "That... can you sign me? This is the first time I have a big celebrity like you."

"I have no paper or pen."

"It's okay, I have, I have."

As he said that, the driver turned around and returned to the cab, took out a ballpoint pen and a booklet from it.

Seeing that the driver had prepared all the paper and pens, Li Yange did not hesitate. He took the ballpoint pen and opened the booklet. He danced and signed his name.

"Thank you, thank you..."

Amid the driver's repeated thanks, Li Yange smiled and waved his hand, pushed the suitcase and entered Yuer Hutong with Cheng Shaojun.

Before the two entered the alley, they vaguely heard the driver behind them saying, "This is really well written, it is worthy of being a celebrity reported by the news broadcast."

"Yan Ge, it seems that you have to wear a mask when you go out in the future, otherwise you will be able to sign someone when you meet."

Cheng Shaojun's face was full of joy. The more successful Li Yange was, the more proud she became deep in her heart.

"Just happened."

Li Yange shook his head. He was still a little self-aware. He was not a pop singer, or a rock band like Baojiajie at the end of the month. Even if someone knew him, it was probably just this gust of wind. After this period, no one could recognize him while walking on the road.

After all, even the later pianists of Lang Lang's level were not known to everyone. On the contrary, some singers or actors have more audience appeal due to the audience.

After returning to the door of the house that had been away for a long time, looking at the dust everywhere in the yard, Cheng Shaojun pulled the corner of his mouth and said helplessly: "It seems that it has taken a lot of time for the house to clean up."

I haven't come back for more than a month, and recently it is the most violent period of wind and sand in Beijing, so it's normal to accumulate dust on the ground.

"Clean up slowly, let's not go out today, just clean it up at home." Li Yange helped push the suitcase into the bedroom. Fortunately, the doors and windows in the room were closed tightly before leaving, but there was not much dust. A simple cleaning should be almost done.

After a busy afternoon, it was past seven o'clock in the evening. After cleaning the inside and outside the house, the two of them had time to go to the kitchen and put down a bowl of noodles to eat.

Li Yange ate very quickly and ate all the noodles in a few bites. He declined Cheng Shaojun's plan to give him some. He looked at the other party's eating happily, he hesitated for a while, and said, "Shaojun, after I go back at the end of the year, I will go to Aunt Cheng to clarify our relationship."

"Ah? Will it be a little too fast? And I'm afraid..." Cheng Shaojun held the bowl and chopsticks in surprise and bit his lip lightly, always feeling it was a bit too fast.

After the performance at the embassy the day before yesterday, after returning to the hotel, Li Yange called her into the room, took out the prepared ring, and said affectionately, Cheng Shaojun, who had been pretending to be stupid and stupid, finally couldn't pretend anymore.

Although he had fulfilled his thoughts and had officially confirmed the relationship between the two, he told his parents of both parties so anxiously that Cheng Shaojun was very embarrassed.

To be honest, Cheng Shaojun is five years older than Li Yange. In the past, they were all the images of elder sisters in the Li family's parents and elders. It was suddenly reported that the two were in love and they always felt strange.

Li Yange didn't care about this. When he heard Cheng Shaojun's words, he showed a bright smile and said: "Sooner or later, it would be better to say it earlier. My mother would probably be very happy. She used to tell me that she must find someone like you, Shaojun, who is smart, beautiful and virtuous."

With a swish, Cheng Shaojun's face turned red. Could it be that Aunt Li really said that?

But when he thought of his age, Cheng Shaojun said in a little disappointed way: "But I am five years older than you after all, and I am afraid of Aunt Li..."

Li Yange interrupted, "Okay, don't worry. My mother must know that my partner is you, so she must be too happy. How could she care about her age? And it's only five years apart. Isn't my father five years older than my mother?"

The age gap of five years old is actually not big.

Decades later, let alone five years old, the love between grandparents, who are fifty years apart, have been reported online more than once. Think about those people in their seventies and eighties holding a girl in their twenties, and how they look at it.

And not only are old couples and young wives, but also many old couples and young husbands.

"Really or not?" Cheng Shaojun was surprised when he heard Li Yange say that there was a couple with such a big age difference.

"Of course it's true. This is normal abroad. And the old saying is not good. A woman holds gold bricks in her junior year. You are five years older than me, so I just hold five gold bricks in her." As she said that, even Li Yange laughed out loud.

"Hate." After being teased, Cheng Shaojun couldn't help but give him a blank look, but his nervous mood gradually relaxed.

Since we agreed, we faced it calmly as Li Yange said.

Thinking of this, Cheng Shaojun took a deep breath and turned to look at the clean yard. Under the lights in the house, the two people's shadows reflected on the ground outside the house, and they were tightly attached to each other, looking so harmonious and beautiful.
Chapter completed!