On the plane, Jiang Ruan adjusted the seat and turned it into a bed, covered it with a brand-new quilt, and lay down comfortably.

Zhong Shengwan took this and that next to him, checked the temperature to determine the posture, and moved everything that would affect Jiang Ruan's activities and even possibly have potential safety hazards, creating an extremely comfortable venue for Jiang Ruan.

"Sleep well, ah!" Zhong Shengwan coaxed Jiang soft, who had been languishing, to sleep, and then went to find the flight attendant with ease.

The camera kept shooting, and the whole process was all in there.

As for what Zhong Shengwan went to do with the flight attendant, neither the writer's sister nor the accompanying director knew it.

Now that they're almost done, it's time to enjoy it.

As soon as the camera was put away, the stewardess came over with a cart.

There were some desserts and drinks in the car.

The stewardess smiled naturally, behaved appropriately, and had a gentle tone The writer's young lady wanted to call her sister.

"Hello, what do you need?" As soon as the beautiful and elegant stewardess spoke, the writer's sister's heart melted.

I ordered a small cake and a glass of juice randomly, and the writer's sister lay down on the chair with a stupid face.

The flight attendant left after the service, quietly not taking away a piece of beauty.

However, the writer's sister is still indulged in the gentle voice of the elegant big sister, and even the cake is eaten after a while.

Jiang Soft slept for a long time.

Even when the writer's sister woke up to find that she was still asleep, she thought that she might not wake up until she arrived in New Zealand.

Jiang Soft woke up, looking stunned when he touched his little belly, and he was a little aggrieved.

Her mouth was flattened, and the writer's sister thought she was about to cry.

As a result, just before Jiang Soft squeezed out the water in his eyes, the stewardess came over with a cart of food.

From pre-dinner hors d'oeuvres to formal food, as well as main meals, drinks, and even after-dinner fruits and desserts, everything is neatly prepared.

Jiang Ruan also seems to have experienced this situation several times before, and she is not panicked or unfamiliar at all, but she is skilled enough to make people think that she spends every day on this plane.

After eating, Jiang Soft didn't glance at his eyes, and fell asleep again with the quilt covered.

The writer's sister was like watching a movie, and she was very happy to watch it.

The next moment, Zhong Sheng got up late, tucked the quilt for Jiang Ruan again, touched Jiang Ruan's forehead, and compared it with himself.

After making sure there was nothing wrong, she went back to do it, holding the computer and not knowing what she was typing.

No one seemed to notice the accompanying director and writer's sister who were still on the side.

The writer's sister gestured to the accompanying director, and after getting that the accompanying director had already filmed these, she also slept with Jiang Ruan with peace of mind.

It's so fragrant, I didn't expect this milk baby, in addition to eating fragrantly, even sleeping is so fragrant.

It makes people fall asleep unconsciously or something, it's a miracle skill.

I don't know how long it took to float and sink on the plane, Jiang Ruan and the others finally arrived in New Zealand.

In a fast-food restaurant at the airport where you are stopover.

Jiang Ruan was ruthlessly taken away by the director team and took away his wallet and some strange things.

"Why did you bring so much sunscreen?" After the director team got Jiang Soft's approval, they opened a small box.

The small boxes are filled with jars of different sizes.

It's all sunscreen, supposedly.

There is no mark on the container where the sunscreen is stored, but based on that packaging alone, almost no one would think that it is a three-to-five product.

Jiang was softly wrapped in his schoolbag, his eyes were still misty, his hair was also messy from sleep, and a small part of the hairs were cocked, and even the bell couldn't suppress them late.