Jian Han swallowed his saliva gently, as if he had been hit by a Gu, and slowly stretched out his hand, when her fingertips grazed his palm, a string of electric currents swept through, Leohard's body stiffened, and he suppressed the roaring devil in his heart, and kept smiling as she took the phone.

Jian Han picked up her mobile phone, entered the long-lost Fororld interface, and saw Mr. SOS in the friend list, and suddenly had a feeling of a prodigal son coming home, she no longer hesitated, her fingertips danced lightly, and quickly typed a sentence: Sir, what kind of smile is Mona Lisa's smile?

Clicking send, almost at the same time, a prompt sound of receiving a message immediately sounded beside her, and she subconsciously looked at Leohard, who just raised his head, glanced at her with a smile, and then focused his attention on the phone.

Seeing him holding the phone with one hand, with distinct bones and slender knuckles, full of gentlemanly elegance, as if the perfect work carved by the world's most dexterous craftsmen, Jian Han had no doubt that Leo Hard would have a bright future as a hand model.

Before she could get distracted, Leohard had already replied to her, and the prompt of the text message did not take her eyes off Leohard's hand, and Leohard coughed lightly twice with a hint of snickering.

Jian Han immediately came back to his senses and apologized embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, sir, your hands are so beautiful, I was fascinated." ”

Leo Harder's handsome face immediately turned red, this little bastard always violates the rules, how can such slimy words always be said without shame! Wouldn't she be embarrassed!

He clenched his fist to his lips with one hand and whispered, "The other places are beautiful too—"

It's a pity that Jian Han, who had just finished reading the text message, raised her head in shock, and didn't hear what he just said at all, she held up her mobile phone, the screen was facing Leohard, and asked in surprise and joy: "Sir, what do you mean by this?!"

On the screen, Mr. SOS replied to her: If you want to know so much, why don't you go and see it with your own eyes.

Leohard exhaled softly, rolled down the window, and blew his hot face through the cool breeze, while his eyes motioned to the chick next to him to look out: "As you see." ”

Jian Han crossed the handsome side face of the man next to her and looked out of the somewhat drowsy car, she immediately held her breath, oh my God, what did she see?!

An airplane!

A Private Jet!

It was pitch black, lying quietly on the green lawn, almost blending in with the gloomy dusk, but this did not affect its sense of presence at all, compared with the helicopter in the morning, it can be called a behemoth's body, but it does not look bloated at all, the streamlined fuselage, the outstretched wings, like a owl staying in the night.

Jian Han praised it sincerely: "It's so beautiful!"

Leohard stared deeply at the girl beside him, a flash of jealousy flashed in his eyes, and asked meaningfully, "Where is it beautiful?"

Jian Han stared intently at the black plane that was getting closer and closer, and replied without hesitation: "Color! It's the first time I've seen a black plane! Think of what it looks like when it sails through the night sky!"

Leohard raised his eyebrows and made a decision without hesitation, well, I'll spray the paint again when I go back!

Just a few months later, Leohard's private jet was sent back to the factory again, and this time, he demanded that the color of the plane be unobtrusive and unobtrusive, especially when he was standing in front of the plane, and it was best to make people ignore the behemoth behind him.

This shameless request made the engineers struggle with the inconspicuous color? Yellow? Navy blue? No, no, with the request of this tricky customer, if he really paints such an ugly color, he will definitely refuse to accept it!

At this time, Jian Han didn't know that her simple sentence had made dozens of engineers in a large aircraft factory entangled, she exclaimed, followed Leohard's footsteps, and in the night, step by step, boarded the behemoth in front of her.

The layout inside is eye-catching, Leohard did not set up several cabins like common private jets, but simply and rudely opened up all the cabins, at a glance, the cabins that should be pocket-sized and exquisite, turned out to be quite large.

On one side is the II. bar, on the other side is the bookshelf, and in the middle is a set of sofas that look soft and make people want to get up when they sit down.

Jian Han sat down on the sofa, propped her hands on her sides, felt the softness and comfort under her hands, and fell in love with this place at once, she looked at Leo Hard with shining eyes: "Sir, when I have money, I will also buy a private jet like this, and get another cabin like this, and there will also be such a set of sofas in it!"

Leohard was amused by her, poured the milk into the milk pot, raised his head and smiled: "Why in the future, if you like it, I can give it to you now-"

Sensing the girl's eyes suddenly wide, Leohard's voice paused, and he realized that he had lost his words—obviously, a gift from a private jet was too heavy for her before the girl had even taken Hamilton's surname.

He subtly added: "...... I mean, this set of sofas. ”

Jian Han's face was relieved, he smiled, and generously accepted Leohard's kindness: "Then I thank you!"

Leohard's blue eyes stared deeply at her, he had already presented her with the most precious things, and she was unaware of it.

The enamel spoon in his hand collided with the inner wall of fine porcelain, he shook his hand, cleared his throat, and handed the cup to Jian Han: "Drink a glass of milk, and then sleep, in seven hours, you will see the triumphal arch." ”

Jian Han took the cup with kindness, and the milky white milk slid all the way through the esophagus with warmth, and the whole stomach became warm.

Looking at the girl with white milk on her lips, with an ignorant face, Leohard's Adam's apple moved up and down, he forced himself to look away, strode to the side of the shelf, took out a blanket, and threw it to Jian Han simply and rudely, urging: "Sleep, it's time to wake up!"

After that, he himself took a long step, went to the book bar on the other side, pulled out a book, and read it intently.

Ten minutes later, he looked up at the girl not far away, who had wrapped himself in a pale yellow blanket, revealing only a palm-sized face and soft hair, an innocent sleeping face like a baby, with a shallow smile on her face, as if she were dreaming.

Leohard gently put down the book in his hand, tiptoed to her side, as he slowly squatted down, the girl's face was getting closer and closer, he subconsciously held his breath, looking at her face without any pores like fine porcelain, the ghost made a fool, stretched out the tip of his tongue, and licked it.