Chapter 97: Little Hands Are Tender 5
"First Class?!" Chen Meng was so stimulated that her voice was distorted, and her face was as green as a poon choi.
Fu Ting was also a little surprised, the first-class cabins are all taken by entrepreneurs or celebrities, it doesn't matter if it can't be booked, and the price is expensive, how can she be upgraded for free?
But she was smart enough not to ask too much, and obediently followed the flight attendant to the first-class position.
Seeing this, Chen Meng almost didn't have a mouthful of blood spurting out, and he couldn't wait to exchange with Fu Ting.
There is the fairy man I just saw in the first class, I knew that it was better to splash my seat wet, and it was cheap for nothing!
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Fu Ting entered the first class cabin, which is very spacious, with four seats, different from ordinary seats, this is a sofa seat, which can be adjusted to the angle of lying, and the high-end atmosphere is high-end.
Three of the four seats were occupied, but it was the man who was half-lying on the window seat on the left that attracted Fu Ting.
He was wearing a white shirt with a well-cut design, which set off the noble elegance of his slender figure, and the noble temperament that could not be concealed from his body.
The cuffs were folded up in two layers, and the well-shaped arms were casually placed on the face, covering the eyebrows.
Xu heard footsteps, and the man suddenly lowered his arm and sat up slowly.
For a moment, even the sunlight shining in from the window was discolored.
What kind of beautiful face is this?
Every part of the facial features is exquisite, the nose bridge is high, you can slide the slide, and the skin is extremely white.
He gave birth to a pair of the most charming fox eyes, the shape of the eyes is like a peach blossom, the eyelashes are long, the tail of the eyes is slightly upturned, the eyes seem to be drunk but not drunk, there is a hazy and wonderful feeling.
When Fu Ting looked at him, he also looked at Fu Ting.
Because I just woke up, my eyes are slightly red, and when I stare at you, it makes people's hearts flutter.
Fu Ting's heart skipped an inexplicable beat, and seeing that there was only a vacant seat next to him, he slowly walked over and sat down quietly.
After a while, the plane began to rise slowly, and the noise of the propellers was in my ears.
A wisp of the scent of grass and trees on the man's body wafted from the tip of his nose, which smelled very good.
Fu Ting glanced uncontrollably at the side with the tail of his eyes, and happened to see the other party drinking water.
His fingers were white and slender, without the slightest flaw, like fine jade, the second pair of beautiful hands that Fu had ever heard.
Fu Pei's hands are also good-looking, but because he has suffered too much, they are not very delicate.
Fu Ting couldn't help but look at it for a few more seconds, and suddenly felt very familiar, these hands were like the hands of her idol J God......
Fu listened and watched.
"Is it pretty?" A lazy and loose voice fell from his ears, the sound quality was clear, the tail note was low, and the tips of the scratching people's hearts were itchy.
Fu Ting has a problem, she is voice-controlled, and she has no resistance to good voices.
The man's tail sound literally shook the tip of her heart, making her flutter for a few seconds, and then nodded his little head and said honestly, "Your hands are so beautiful." ”
Cen Ti tilted his head, suddenly pulled the corners of his lips, and laughed lowly.
His eyelashes drooped slightly, staring at Fu Ting's little face for a few seconds, the fox's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were very seductive, "Then I'll show you a little longer~"
As he spoke, he really moved his hand to Fu Ting's eyes.
“……”
Fu is not pretentious when he listens, and he can watch it generously if he wants to see it.
Looking at it carefully, she was unsure, because there was no red dot under the man's index finger.
Probably, it's just a coincidence.
The interaction between the two fell to the other three in the cabin, and the eyes of the tired subordinates were collectively rounded.
, they're blind, isn't Mr. Cen clean, he has never sat alone, and he actually let that little girl sit next to her?