Song Qinghuan wants to die in a foreign country. How can he leave her? It's clearly agreed that we should exchange with the host of this seat.
She wants to change seats with Chen Tian.
But when the cold has sat down, a pair of slender thighs forward a stretch, it blocked all her way.
Just as song Qinghuan wanted him to give way, the voice of the flight attendant rang: "dear passengers, thank you for taking this flight. The plane is about to take off. Just remember your seat belt..."
Reluctantly, she had to sit down.
When the plane was flying smoothly, she kept warm when she was in the air, and finally turned her eyes to song Qinghuan: "it's you. How can you be here?"
Poof, song Qinghuan almost vomited blood!
When Yu Yang introduced her just now, she didn't pull her up to report her name. What does she mean by that now? Yaya, she is almost angry.
When Yu Han finished this sentence, he didn't want to wait for her reply. He found a comfortable place and closed his eyes.
Song Qinghuan is still restless and wants to change with Chen Tianhuan. But when he turns his eyes to see Chen Tianhuan, Chen Tian also closes his eyes and seems to be asleep.
Anyway, it's only two hours to fly to Xiamen, and it's gone after a while.
After figuring it out, song Qinghuan adjusted her sitting posture, dismissed all her reverie, and then turned up the romantic novel he had brought, that is, the novel of Mei Jun, who was going to make a TV play.
Looking at it, song Qinghuan suddenly finds that the man in it is a bit like shiyuhan. They are both slag, bad and black.
She turned her eyes to see the cold, when the cold seems to have fallen asleep, the expression is particularly soft, shirt collar button is untied, casual and lazy, and her impression of the cold man is not at all.
The light from Bo Yang's window came in and lingered on him. He was affectionate and touching, and seemed to be integrated with him. His whole body was full of gold.
Such a man with such temperament and appearance is really hard to be moved.
But even so, she won't have any more illusions about him.
She will divorce him and marry again later. She is a modern woman and will not spend her life for a scum man.
She wants to find a man who loves herself and herself to get married, and then go to work together every day, have dinner together, watch TV, discuss what to eat tomorrow, and discuss when and where to travel.
Just thinking about it, she suddenly looked into a pair of blazing eyes.
I do not know when, when Yuhan opened his eyes, deep eyes with a trace of unfathomable smile, and more and more deep, to the end, the lips also evoke a smile, very banter.
Song Qinghuan suddenly regained his mind, turned his eyes and continued to read.
"Song Qinghuan, do you like me?" His indifferent voice began to ring gently.
Although he was asking song Qinghuan, he said so, but it was a declarative sentence.
Song Qinghuan didn't expect that Shi Yuhan would come with such a sentence. She felt guilty and was shocked to make her brain short-circuit.
She was obviously a little surprised, and she said, "er..." Then he reacted immediately and quickly denied: "no!"
She didn't dare to speak out for fear that Yu Yang and Chen Tian would hear it.