At the airport, in the waiting area for Paris.
Xia Liang looked very pale and very pale, and asked, pretending to be very concerned.
"Sister, your face is very ugly. This time, don't follow me ... I'm really worried about your body ..."
"Sister, it's okay. If you want to participate in such an important game, how can I be absent! Even if my body is uncomfortable, I must stay with my sister and cheer for you!"
Xia Rou smiled, holding Xia Liang's arm, and said warmly.
"My sister has you, it's really a happy death! Thank you ... I'm so touched ..." Xia Liang put up with a rolling stomach, looked at Xia Rou, and said with concern.
"If you are uncomfortable, you have to tell your sister that you do n’t need to help me when you get there, just rest in the hotel, or just go and play. What you like to buy, my sister pays you ..."
"Everything is okay. Sister, you can rest assured, what you have to worry about now is not my business, but the business of fashion week." Xia Rou continued intimately.
Xia Liang also stimulated her casually. The more she did not want to let her go, the more Xia Rou must go.
Alas, I'm really looking forward to it, what will she do? !!
Oh, and, after arriving in Paris, Zhang Zhiyu was waiting there for Xia Rou early. After listening to Jun Yan, it seemed that Zhang Zhiyu had prepared a gift for her.
Xia Liang looked at Xia Rou's cute little face, and she really looked forward to her performance after receiving what kind of gift.
Well, it must be very ... very exciting!
Waiting for the plane, Xia Liangang and Xia Rou sat down and saw Zhang Junyan and his assistant walking towards them ...
The two were outside, and they were still in a state of maintaining an underground relationship, so Xia Liang watched Zhang Junyan posing in front of her, and raised her eyebrows, making a very surprised look, and said,
"It's a coincidence that it's cool here ... Oh, I forgot that Liang Liang is a designer, and I'm going to fashion week ..."
Xia Liang couldn't help but be funny when he saw the seriousness he played.
Xia Liang hasn't spoken yet. Sitting next to Xia Rou, looking at Zhang Junyan, a very cute smile appeared on his face, his voice asked softly,
"Mr. Zhang, did you go to fashion week too? Coincidentally, we actually do the same flight."
"Um." Zhang Junyan glanced at her, and then gave a cold response, sitting on the side of the situation.
Although this seat turned around, you could see Xia Liang, but it was separated from Xia Liang by a walkway.
Xia Rou felt Zhang Junyan's indifference, bit her lip and couldn't talk to him anymore. If she had left it before, she would surely get tangled.
However, after Zhang Zhiyu's incident and the recent incident, she was afraid to do so, and she did not have the shameless self-confidence.
Because the plane had not yet taken off, Zhang Junyan took out his mobile phone and quickly sent a text message to Xia Liang.
Xia Liang felt that the mobile phone vibrated a bit, and he could not help but glance at Zhang Junyan. Then he took a look at it, and he was happy, and saw that it said--
"Baby, you need a drink first, and then you go to the toilet, I will overturn your drink, wet your seat, and you can sit next to me. I bought two tickets, It's mine too. "
Can this man not have such a routine!
It's childish and cute!
After a pause, Xia Liang hooked his mouth and quickly returned him a text message.
"Okay, idiot, if you are not afraid of shame, just go boldly ... wet my seat ..."
After sending the text message, Xia Liang called the stewardess and asked for a drink. At this time, he received the text message again. When he opened it, Xia Liang's face turned red.
"Baby, I actually want to wet you ..."
"Rogue!" Xia Liang blushed, bit her lip, and quickly returned.
After returning, he turned to glance at Zhang Junyan, seeing that he was also looking towards himself, with a smirk in his mouth, making Xia Liang feel a little hotter.
"Sister, who are you texting to?" Xia Rou asked Xia Liang seeing Xia Liang's mouth with a smile, all of which seemed to be filled with happiness.
Xia Liang's feeling for her is obviously in love.
Only women in love can laugh like this happiness and joy.
"A friend." Xia Liang closed his cell phone, heard the plane was about to take off, shut down, turned around, and smiled at Zhang Junyan,
"Mr. Zhang, it's time to take off and it's not time to shut down."
"Thank you for your cool reminder." Zhang Junyan smiled and said.
After the plane took off, after Xia Liang had stabilized, he left the drink on the table according to Zhang Junyan's instructions, and then went to the bathroom. He couldn't help thinking about it, and didn't know how he would stain his seat. chair.
When Xia Liang came out of the bathroom, he saw Zhang Junyan's assistant standing there apologetically, holding a tissue, and the stewardess were wiping the seats.
When Zhang Junyan saw her coming, he said in a timely manner, "No need to wipe, let Liangliang sit beside me. I bought two tickets."
Upon hearing this, the stewardess was relieved, bowed slightly towards Zhang Junyan, and said, "Thank you, gentleman."
Xia Liang came over, pretending that he didn't know anything, and forgiving the assistant's apology, he was very forgiving, and then readily agreed to Zhang Junyan's invitation.
Everything is so perfect!
"You pot, let your assistant carry it back ..." Xia Liang said very quietly after sitting down.
"Hmm ..." Zhang Junyan said a low voice, then took out the blanket on the side and covered it, because the blanket is relatively large, this cover directly covered Xia Liang's legs.
Zhang Junyan held out the blanket, stretched out his hand, held Xia Liang's little hand, rubbed it lightly, and sighed with satisfaction.
Xia Liang heard the movement of him, his mouth twitched, and his eyes were full of smiles. He hooked his palms and whispered, "Foolish ..."
Zhang Junyan's answer to her was that she touched her thigh directly and dishonestly, and that she was wearing a skirt today to facilitate his invasion.
"Honestly ..." Xia Liang was touched by him so much that the whole person was numb and his face became red immediately. It was so shameful to flirt in a public place ...
"Cool, look at your face, do you want to take a break?" Zhang Junyan turned to her side and looked at her, asking in a low voice, the hand on her thigh, the movement was getting bigger and bigger ...