(Cat pounce Chinese Jing Mohao escorted Luo Xi to the door of the cabin, and his shoulder hit Jian Qing's shoulder. v o d t . c o m

The sudden collision caught Jian Qing off guard, and she stumbled, "Hey-you......"

"When can I look like a man?" Jing Mohao snorted coldly and strode into the cabin.

Depend on!

And say he's like a woman?!

Jian Qing touched her cheek in a sullen manner.

It's so smooth and tender...

Does wearing a mask have the effect of wearing a mask?

Recently, it was a bit long to have surgery and wear a mask...

No way! Who said he could become a woman by wearing a mask?!

Jian Qing glared angrily at the man who was walking away, turned around, and followed He Yiru to the plane.

Jing Mohao Luoxi entered the cabin where Ding Runing was located, and Jian Qing and He Yiru sat in another cabin.

The propeller turns, and the plane takes off.

He Yiru felt his body take off, and he couldn't help but start panicking in his heart.

Jian Qing picked up a medical magazine and looked at it leisurely, but He Yiru felt more and more unwell, began to feel dizzy and night sweats, his body was weak, and his face began to be pale and blue.

He Yiru stretched out his hand to put his hand on the man's arm, unable to speak, Jian Qing turned her head and found that He Yiru's face was wrong, so she quickly dropped the magazine in her hand and said with concern, "What's wrong?" Under the weather? ”

He Yiru hummed softly, wiped the sweat on his forehead with his hand, and said angrily, "I... It's the first time I've ... Take a helicopter ride. ”

"It looks like I'm getting a plane sickness, you wait for me for a while."

Jian Qing got up and went to the bathroom outside the cabin, moistened a towel and brought it into the cabin, folded it carefully, and gently put it on He Yiru's forehead, "Hold on for a while, it will be here soon." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Jane."

Jian Qing helped her deal with the sweat stains on her cheeks, "You will have to follow me for a while in the future, don't call me Mr. Jian, just call me Jian Qing." ”

He Yiru was caressed by his hand on his cheek, a little shy, he didn't dare to raise his eyes to look at him for a while, smiled at him hard, and nodded slightly.

"Remember to bring some chewing gum and fresh orange peel when you fly in the future, which can relieve motion sickness." Jian Qing said patiently.

"Okay, I remember." He Yiru responded gently, and his gaze swept over the man's handsome face, closing his eyes lightly, covering the watery soft waves in his eyes.

Jian Qing smelled the sweet smell on her body, and couldn't help but be slightly emotional.

A face as hot as fire suddenly appeared in his mind, and he woke up in an instant, and he could leave He Yiru's side and sit back in his seat.

He Yiru's gradually relaxed mood made her body gradually comfortable, "Jian Qing? ”

She tried to call him that way.

Jian Qing tilted her head slightly, "Are you better?" ”

He Yiru sat up a little straighter, showing a relieved smile, "It's much better, maybe I'm too nervous, and it shouldn't be like this when I take a plane in the future." ”

Jian Qing also smiled heartily, "That's good." ”

He Yiru took off the towel on his head and asked, "If I follow you in the future, what can I do for you?" ”

Jian Qing thought for a moment and asked for her opinion, "What will you do?" Bandaging, sampling, or testing? ”

He Yiru shook his head one by one, "It may sound like it's easier to bandage, but my major in college is journalism, and I've never been exposed to these, so I don't know if I can do it..."

Jian Qing didn't care, waved her hand and said, "Hey~ You can't say that, as long as you have the heart, you can do it well." ”

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