Xu Yiyi felt a heat in her stomach.

"It's really good wine."

Leng Mo Cheng also took a sip, and then put the red wine down.

The two of them ate the pasta with their heads down.

After finishing the pasta, Cold Ink City raised his glass again.

"I'll toast you."

"I'll just take one sip."

"Yes."

Xu Yiyi took a sip, and she saw that Leng Mocheng drank it all and drank all the wine in the cup.

At this time, Leng Mocheng suddenly picked up the remaining half of the red wine on Xu Yiyi's table.

"This wine is very expensive, and it would be too wasteful not to drink it." Then, drink it all.

Xu Yiyi, "Cold Ink City, that's my wine ......"

"You don't drink it, so I'll help you drink it."

"But it'...... up there"

"What's up there?"

It's stained with my saliva.

However, seeing Leng Mocheng staring at him with a curious expression, Xu Yiyi scolded in her heart, did this man do it on purpose, or did he really not know?

Forget it, don't think about that.

The night outside is beautiful, so quiet, people can't help but relax their nerves and want to fall asleep.

"Cold Ink City, I'm sleepy. Where do I sleep? ”

The bed was there.

Xu Yiyi followed Leng Mo Cheng over.

"Why do you have two beds in your private jet?"

In her understanding, there should be a bed in the private jet of Cold Ink City.

"This symmetry prevents the plane from losing its balance."

Xu Yiyi, "......"

"Really?" How did she not know?

However, it is also true that she has not researched private jets.

"Actually, the purpose of buying this private jet is to go on a business trip. When you go on a business trip, you need to bring an assistant with you. One bed is mine and one bed is my assistant's. ”

"It turns out that one is Yuan Zunguang's?" Xu Yiyi was taken aback.

"Don't look at me with that kind of eyes, Yuan Zunguang and I are not the kind of relationship you imagined."

Xu Yiyi, "......" she hopes that the two of them are in that kind of relationship.

That way, he wouldn't have to pestering her all the time.

"But, I sleep in Yuan Zunguang's bed, where does Yuan Zunguang sleep?"

"Wherever he sleeps. Anyway, if you sleep here, he won't dare to sleep here. ”

Xu Yiyi scratched her head, "I think it's better to forget it." ”

"Otherwise, you can sleep with me." Leng Mocheng looked at her with narrow eyes.

Xu Yiyi, "......"

"I'm kidding you. There are beds over there too. Cold Ink City looked out of a door.

"What you say is true? Didn't lie to me? ”

"Otherwise, chef, where are the flight attendants resting?"

Hearing Leng Mocheng say this, Xu Yiyi was relieved.

Lie on the bed and cover it with a soft air quilt.

"Cold Ink City, I'm sleepy, I'll sleep first."

"Well, I'm sleepy too."

Leng Mo Cheng leaned sideways, glanced at her and said.

Xu Yiyi slowly closed her eyes.

It was the first time in her life that she had sat on a human plane in the world, and it was also the first time she had slept on a private jet.

I didn't expect it, but it felt very good.

Feeling a pair of eyes looking at her, Xu Yiyi did not feel any discomfort. On the contrary, I felt very relieved, and I fell asleep after a while.

Seeing Xu Yiyi's quiet face after falling asleep, Leng Mocheng also closed his eyes.

After Xu Yiyi woke up, he stretched his waist.

"Hmm, is it already the next afternoon?" She rubbed her eyes, she didn't remember how long she had slept for so long.

Yuan Zunguang was drinking.

"Miss Xu, it's an afternoon in the United States. If it's in country C, it should be around three or four o'clock in the morning."