The next morning, the sun rose as usual.

Jun Qing and Emperor Lin came out of the guest room together, looking no different from usual.

Zhao Yiyi, Leng Mo and others were already waiting downstairs, and everyone got into the car together and rushed to the airport.

As the convoy drove through the VIP tunnel into the private jet parking area, another vehicle also pulled into the airport and parked at the entrance of international flights.

The assistant pulled the back seat open, and Feng Shen got out of the car with a frown.

Feng Nuan trotted over and grabbed his right hand wrapped in gauze.

"Be careful!"

Half an hour later, the two planes simultaneously drove out of the tarmac, ran on two different roads on the left and right, and soared into the sky in opposite directions, flying into the clouds.

Jun Qing turned his face out of the window, looking at this strange city, with a little helplessness in his eyes.

On his head, he sank slightly.

She turned her face to meet the gentle gaze of Emperor Lin.

The man's big hand rubbed her head twice in relief, the same action as the night he first met her many years ago.

Jun Qing didn't speak, just tilted his face slightly and leaned his head on his shoulder.

On a passenger plane heading to the West, first class.

Feng Nuan reached out his right hand and brought a cup containing a drink to Feng Shen's left hand side.

Feng Shen glanced sideways, swept the drink in the cup, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Drink it."

"This cup is yours." Feng Nuan picked up the cup and brought it to his mouth, "You taste it, eating a little sweet will make people feel very happy!" ”

The little girl's big eyes were full of anticipation.

Feng Shen tugged at the corners of his lips, leaned over to the side of the cup and took a shallow sip.

"Big mouth!"

He obediently took a large gulp.

Between the teeth, there was a sweet smell spreading, and it seemed that the stuffiness in the chest was no longer so obvious.

"How?" Feng Nuan looked at him with a smile, "Do you feel like you're a little bit happier than you?" ”

The wind lowered his eyes and looked into her eyes.

Eighteen-year-old, still so naïve?

Or...... Teenage girls should be so simple and naïve, right?

Thinking of this, he smiled lightly, "Well, I'm much happier." ”

Feng Nuan stuffed the cup into his hand, "When you finish drinking this whole cup, you will definitely feel very happy and happy!" ”

Putting the cup on the cup holder, Feng Shen raised his palm and helped the girl straighten the messy hair on her face, "I shouldn't have lost my temper with you yesterday, don't be angry with my brother." ”

"Nope!" Feng Nuan smiled with crooked eyes, "I know that when my brother scolds me, it's all for my good." ”

With her hands on the partition between their seats, she tilted her head and looked at him playfully.

The big hand stroked the long hair that was scattered over her shoulders, and the wind and heavy eyes gradually became gentle.

"Xiao Nuan?"

"Huh?"

"What dreams do you have?"

"Make my brother happy."

"Except for this."

"Work hard to go to school, be a scientist, and make my brother happy."

"What about yourself?"

"If my brother is happy, I will be happy."

"Little fool, you have to think more about yourself."

"What about brother, what are your dreams?"

In a word, the wind was sinking.

Before, his only thought was to work hard to make money, find Jun Qing, who was separated from him, and then travel the world with her.

Now, what else is his dream?

Feng Shen shook his head lightly: "Now...... I don't have a dream! ”

"Then think of one more."

The fingers of the right hand subconsciously wanted to play with them habitually, and the fingers held the palms, and the wound was a tearing pain.

Wind sighed and turned her face out the window, if only things were as simple as she said.

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