Far away in the imperial capital.

Rong Jue suddenly had a not-so-good feeling in his heart.

It was a bit thrilling and scared.

Stretching out his hand to refuse the thing handed over by the girl next to him, he sent a message to Meisha: "Mom, has anything happened to you there?" ”

It took a few seconds for Mesha's voice to come: "...... It's okay...... It's okay. But that abnormal tone made Rong Jue's heart suddenly lift, and there was a feeling like waking up from a dream in a trance.

It's like being addicted to your own world, and finally being woken up coldly.

Wrong.

He sensitively noticed Meisha's abnormality, but his voice did not change at all, and after saying a few words, he hung up the communication and stopped a car directly to the airport.

Something must have happened, otherwise Ms. Meisha's character would not be so fragmented.

It's just that I don't know what it was that caused her to react so much.

He was a little anxious, and the indifferent aura on his body overflowed, and the driver who was originally going to talk was frozen by him and swallowed his saliva, so he retracted the words that were about to be exported in time.

Thinking that something had happened to Meisha, Gu Ningyi also subconsciously ignored it, his face was still calm, but the overly deep eyes still revealed that he was a little uncalm at the moment.

After picking up his ticket at the airport, his heart beat so fast that it seemed like it was about to jump out of his heart in the next second.

Again and again, it really made him tremble.

Even the kind greetings of the flight attendant, he ignored the past.

It seemed that the plane had taken off for too long, and looking at the concrete floor outside the plane, Meisha's voice continued to echo like a forced smile, like an alarm bell.

"It's really good-looking, do you think you have any makeup?" The young and beauty-loving flight attendant pulls her colleagues to discuss, and even if she tries her best to control it, she can still see her excitement.

"He walked in front of me just now, tsk, that's called a cold, but it's really good-looking, and I'm also experienced in it, but I've never seen such a good-looking person, looking at pure makeup, no makeup." As she spoke, she touched her face and smiled nymphomaniacly.

"Oh my God, it looks so good without makeup! There are so many boys wearing makeup now, I dare to pack a ticket, even if they wear makeup, they won't look as good as this person. The stewardess who spoke at first grabbed the other's hand and shook it excitedly.

"Look at his temperament is not simple, what can he compare with those who scratch their heads and make poses." The latter snorted coldly and dismissively, "It's not like you don't know what they're doing." ”

"Then I don't care what they do, for a Yan Kong, being beautiful is the most important thing."

"Nymphomaniac!"

"It's like you're not, wait a minute, you can't rush with me."

"Pull it down, it's still uncertain whether you can fly today." The more experienced flight attendants speak sharply.

"What do you mean?" The slightly younger ones haven't experienced anything yet.

"Take a look at the weather forecast, contact the current time of the plane's departure, and see if there is anything wrong."

"You're saying it's not fit to fly?" The young stewardess was stunned, obviously not having encountered a grounding situation.

"It's hard to say, wait and see the announcement." With that, Shi Shiran left the pantry.