"Lin, what should I do?" Sophie's pretty face was already raining, she regretted it, she had already regretted it, but she had already done it, she could only go all the way wrong, and maybe she would see the dawn appear. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But she knew the terrifying ending, she really regretted it, and looked at Lin Jianqi helplessly.

"Sweetheart, don't panic, there is darkness and light in this world, and there is evil and good. Lin Jianqi hugged Sophie Marceau, patted her shoulder and whispered relief.

"Lin, what should I do?" the choked Sophie Marceau asked as she grabbed Lin Jianqi's chest.

"Although I can bring you back to heaven, even the highest and most beautiful place in heaven, you must first tell me, Sophie, will you trust me?" Lin Jianqi asked sincerely.

“…… , I believe you!" Sophie Marceau looked at Lin Jianqi's eyes and nodded seriously.

Lin Jianqi has received rave reviews in Asia, almost all artists have a surprisingly good evaluation of him, and Lin Jianqi is also a young and promising billionaire, and he is the boss of Twentieth Century Fox, how can such a positive image and status deceive her? Sophie Marceau thought of it as a matter of course.

"First you need the power of love to cleanse your body and mind, and then I will contribute another five million francs to take you to do things for the common good, so that you will have the power of love again,

Finally, you hold a press conference, expose the true face of that demon in public, and keep the good people away from his temptation, and I will write the movie script for you, and you can take care of your injured wings and return to heaven!" Lin Jianqi said.

"Five million francs?" Sophie Marceau's eyes widened, she borrowed money for a million francs, causing her to lose many friends, even her parents and relatives alienated her, and as soon as Lin Jianqi in front of her opened his mouth, he wanted to give her five million francs to help her do good deeds?

"This is just the number of your donations every year in the future, so that you can get more power of love, and you will become an angel of love in the hearts of all French people!" Lin Jianqi hugged Sophie Marceau and smiled.

"Oh, I'm about to fall in love with you Lin!" Sophie Marceau took the initiative to kiss Lin Jianqi, not out of love, but out of gratitude to Lin Jianqi.

"Oh, sweetheart, your charm is incomparable, and your kisses are even more beautiful, and they fill me with strength...... Scrappy!" Lin Jianqi explained with a slight embarrassment when he saw Sophie realizing that he was a doppelganger.

"Lin, is that so? You just said you were going to write a movie script for me?" Sophie blinked, empathetic and didn't pursue too much, the other party's erection proved her charm, and changed the subject and asked.

It's hard to understand that Sophie, the French sweetheart's biggest dream, is not to be an actress, but to be a director, so she is very sensitive to the word script.

"Oh, sweetheart, it seems that you don't know me well enough, you must know that the script is my specialty, my first pot of gold 1 million is the first movie script, and the whole Hong Kong people know about it!" Lin Jianqi said as he gently stroked Sophie Marceau's buttocks.

"1 million, you're so great!" Sophie Marceau swallowed, not knowing what words to use to describe it, and finally used the word great. It is not easy to know that the script can earn a million.

"Of course it's not dollars and francs, it's just 1 million Hong Kong dollars, I was just 16 years old at the time!" Lin Jianqi said without any sense of modesty, the more modest and subtle you are, the more she thinks you are hypocritical, but she likes straightforward self-confidence.

"Oh my God, 16 years old, I thought I was good, Lin, you are a real genius, you know?" Sophie Marceau said with wide eyes.

"That's why Hong Kong calls me a 'rich man!'" Lin Jianqi laughed.

"Giants?" said Sophie Marceau, puzzled.

"Yes, the surname Lin is an ancient surname in the East, with a history of thousands of years, and there are more than 50 million people with the surname Lin in the world.

"Wow, more than 50 million, about the same as our French population, Lin, are you a nobleman?" said Sophie Marceau, with her mouth wide open.

"No, I'm just an ordinary person, and the people of the Lin clan are not together, but all over the world, of course, there are still nearly 10 million Lin people living in groups in the east!" Lin Jianqi patiently explained.

"But the script you wrote works well in the East, but will the West approve of you?" skeptical Sophie Marceau.

"Of course, art knows no nationality, just like the movie "S-Class Bodyguard" is screened around the world, just like a beautiful and romantic love, I wrote the screenplay for the movie "ET" a few years ago, which was filmed by my good friend Steven, but unfortunately the screenwriter was only nominated for an Oscar, and there is a consolation Saturn Award!" Lin Jianqi said regretfully.

"Oh, you're amazing, can you teach me how to write a script?" said Sophie Marceau excitedly.

Sophie Marceau now knows how talented Lin Jianqi is, and the Andre she fell in love with before was because of his talent, and the talent revealed by the other party made her admire, so she blindly fell into it, and in comparison, Lin Jianqi far surpassed Andre in all aspects.

"Of course, my sweetheart, if you are willing to give me some more power of love, I am even willing to give you my body and mind!" Lin Jianqi said softly.

"Lin, did I know that I saw through your rhetoric? Did you just say that I need the power of love to cleanse my body and mind?

"Sweetheart, it's not convenient here, let's go somewhere!" Lin Jianqi gave Lin Bi a look and pulled Sophie Marceau to the bathroom.

Lin Bi rolled his eyes, then got up and went to the door of the bathroom, opened the newspaper and read it.

A bespectacled passenger came to the bathroom, and was glared at by Lin Bi's fierce gaze, and his swollen bladder was so tight that he almost urinated on the spot: "Someone!"

"Hai!" the passenger bowed, clamped his legs and trotted back.

He said that he has always been timid and afraid of things when he goes out, especially when he meets someone who is more fierce than himself, Lin Bi's eyes make him feel like falling into an ice cave, he doesn't want to cause trouble.

"Johnny, why do you want to take off your clothes!"

"Sweetheart, I'm going to smear your whole body with holy water, these are your restraints, my hindrances!"

"Oh, why are you kissing here?"

"Sweetheart, of course the whole body includes here!"

“…… Why should I kiss you this?"

"Sweetheart, this is God's trumpet, blow it and you will receive the holy liquid that cleanses your body and mind......"

Lin Bi, who was outside the bathroom door, rolled his eyes, he couldn't listen anymore, took out two earplugs to block his ears, and then leaned against the door of the bathroom and continued to read the newspaper.

The bathroom was occupied by Lin Jianqi for two hours, and Lin Bi calmly faced the seven angry passengers.

Lin Feng and Lin Mang saw Lin Bi's eyes, and knew that he was afraid that he would disturb the boss's sexuality, so they stood up and walked down the aisle towards the seven passengers.

It is said that it is a very contradictory nation, and it can be arrogant to the Chinese who are also yellow-skinned, but it is so afraid of the Caucasian race that it comes from the bottom of his heart, and Lin Bi, who knows his inferior roots, only gave his eyes to it, and this matter is handled most appropriately by Lin Feng and Lin Mang, who are of European descent.

"You yellow-skinned monkey hit me?" Lin Feng scolded in German, grabbed the one who had reached his chest and threw it out, the latter was about to hit Lin Mang, Lin Mang kicked him back again, and then the two groups of people fought on the plane.

Lin Bi glanced at it, and continued to read his newspaper with a leisurely look.

said that the two groups of people were fighting, it was better to say that Lin Feng and Lin Mang were beating this sandbag, and the flight attendants quickly rushed over to persuade them, but the seven people who said that they had already been beaten and urinated, and their crotch was soaked one by one, exuding a foul smell of urine, which made the flight attendants who came to cover their noses and frown in disgust.

"They insulted us Germans and smeared dirty urine on me, and I want to go to the embassy to accuse them......," Lin Feng said angrily at the flight attendant.

Lin Mang also said that he had provoked first, and the urine stained his clothes and shoes, and the flight attendants anxiously explained and reassured them, they didn't want to cause international disputes and cause trouble for themselves and the airline.

The energetic Lin Jianqi helped a puddle of muddy Sophie Marceau out, looked at the chaotic high cabin with a puzzled face, and turned his head to look at Lin Bi, who took off the earbuds and introduced the situation with his lips, Lin Jianqi waved his hand, asked Lin Bi to go back to sitting, and helped Sophie Marceau back to his seat.

"What smell?" Sophie Marceau was slightly sobered up by the pungent smell of the high cabin.

"Baby, it's some passengers who defecate in the open, let's go to the economy class to breathe!"

"It must be the Gangsters who are so rude, but the ordinary people themselves are still very polite and clean!" explained Sophie Marceau.

"Sophie, do you see how kind you are, you have recovered the original body and mind of the angel after washing?" Lin Jianqi helped Sophie Marceau and walked towards the economy class.

The farce in the first class class ended with seven people kneeling down to apologize, because there were seven of them, and they did stain the clothes and shoes of two Western passengers, and urine was spilled all over the cabin, which is all evidence, and if it is transmitted back to China, it will be more uncomfortable than killing them.

The seven said that after kneeling down to make amends, they also took out US dollars as cover money, and the flight attendants did not dare to ask for it, but Lin Feng and Lin Mang unceremoniously took it and took it into their pockets.

"Are you better, baby?" Lin Jianqi asked thoughtfully, standing in the aisle of the isolation room of the plane with Sophie Marceau in his arms.

"Much better Darling, you're really strong, very, very strong, I'm sorry, my body is too weak!" Sophie Marceau said apologetically, still haunted by Lin Jianqi's failure to vent. (To be continued.) )