Chapter 143 - 143 Toilet

Chapter 143: Chapter 143 Toilet

After a torturous fifteen minutes, the plane finally encountered turbulence caused by high-altitude air currents. The seatbelt lights illuminated, and a voice announcement instructed passengers to return to their seats and fasten their seatbelts, warning against moving around.

Yang Chen smiled faintly, unfastened his seatbelt, and quietly stood up, discreetly pulling back the curtain at the rear of the business class cabin and slipping inside.

Mo Qian Ni, who had been dozing off, heard the movement but remained silent, watching this scene with a hint of suspicion flickering in her eyes. However, she didn't speak up and closed her eyes again.

To save space on the plane, the restrooms were usually unisex unless it was a specially designed luxury aircraft.

Yang Chen appreciated this restroom design on the plane because it meant he didn't have to feel uncomfortable about entering the "women's restroom."

Since it was a special period of turbulence, the restroom was naturally unoccupied. Yang Chen quickly slipped inside and locked the door.

Not a minute passed before someone knocked on the restroom door.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

After three slow knocks, Yang Chen opened the door.

A delicate figure in a light blue uniform, light as a fluffy cotton candy, threw herself into Yang Chen's arms the moment he opened the door!

The restroom space on the plane was small, accommodating only about five or six people standing at the same time. With the two of them embracing each other, it felt particularly cramped.

After locking the restroom door again with one hand, Yang Chen hugged her slender waist while his other hand supported her elastic body, squeezing it forcefully, eliciting a few sounds of discomfort from her.

"Ying... be gentle, you're hurting me."

Such a coquettish tone to the bone could drive a man crazy. Yang Chen sealed her lips with a kiss, and An Xin immediately responded passionately. Although they had only spent one night together, their mutual understanding was not lacking at all. The memories of that night were deeply engraved in their minds, and their physical communication had become proficiently recorded in their memories.

... Over half an hour later, the storm-like collision finally subsided. An Xin, whose legs had long lost their strength, collapsed softly in Yang Chen's arms. Her face was flushed like a ripe peach, her clothes disheveled, resembling a warm pool of hot spring water.

Yang Chen stroked An Xin's smooth thighs with one hand and asked, "Why did you become a flight attendant?"

"I was originally a flight attendant," An Xin lazily replied. "Because I didn't want to follow the path my father had set for me for the rest of my life. I dropped out of college to become a flight attendant. Only by flying around in planes can I break free from the cage my father has put me in."

An Xin's eyes had a hint of intoxication as she pouted. "Do you speak to every woman like this?"

"No, you might not necessarily be the woman I love the most, but you're the first woman who makes me want to say such things," Yang Chen admitted.

"If I become your woman, am I destined to be a hidden lover for life?" An Xin asked.

"If you don't mind, you could sit across from my wife and chat with her while drinking tea. I don't care. It's up to you," Yang Chen said with a smile.

An Xin reached out her soft hand and touched Yang Chen's face, tears clouding her eyes. "Yang Chen, you make it hard for me to refuse you. Or maybe I've already fallen for you, but I don't like the feeling of being taken forcefully. Can you allow me to be willful for once?"

"What do you mean by 'willful'?" Yang Chen asked.

An Xin raised her index finger to her lips and said, "Within a year, if we meet again, not because you intentionally sought me out, nor because I intentionally sought you out, but if we happen to meet again, then I'll do as you say. I'll be your lover, bear your child, everything will be yours."

"And if we don't meet again?" Yang Chen asked, his smile faintly mocking. In fact, this question was too simple for him. If he wanted to, he could definitely find An Xin again. As for whether it was intentional, who could say for sure?

"If we don't meet again..." An Xin's voice trailed off sadly. "Then it's our fate to never be together. But I promise I won't be with any other man. I'm really afraid of you killing someone..."

Women are always emotional. For An Xin, who had lacked a sense of security since childhood, she preferred to believe in the so-called "fate" to give her destined ending the most steadfast affirmation.

"Alright, I agree, but you're not allowed to go back on your word," Yang Chen said with a smile.

An Xin pouted, shyly rolling her eyes at him. "You've already ruined me like this. Who else can I follow?"

When the two of them were dressed and ready, nearly an hour had passed.

An Xin opened the restroom door to find several male and female passengers waiting outside, looking disgruntled. Apparently, they were all waiting to use the restroom.

Feeling embarrassed, An Xin smiled apologetically at everyone and hurried back to her work area.

Just as a female passenger was about to enter the restroom, Yang Chen walked out. The passengers were all stunned — a man and a woman using the same restroom?!

Seeing everyone's weird looks, Yang Chen shouted indignantly, "What are you looking at?! Is it a problem for a man to urinate standing and a woman to sit?!" With that, he turned and headed back to the business class cabin.

Leaving behind a few passengers staring blankly at the lone toilet in the restroom.