Chapter 226: On the Way to France

After boarding, Su Qing and the four of them entered the first class cabin of the plane.

The first class cabin on international flights is comfortable, separated by a wide aisle with two seats on the left and right.

Su Qing couldn't talk to Nanyi, a cucumber egg who hadn't left school, so she sent her to sit with Mu Huai'an, and she wanted to talk about fashion with Wen Lan.

also deliberately lowered his voice and whispered to her: "Don't fall over your shoulder." If the plane makes a forced landing, your dad can kill us. ”

"Got it...."

Nanyi was reluctant to respond, trying to find someone to change seats, but he was surrounded by yellow-haired foreign friends. She couldn't communicate.

stood in the aisle for a long time, and finally sat next to Mu Huai'an.

The boy was reading with his head propped up, and he caught a glimpse of her sitting down, and subconsciously moved away.

From the psychological shadow.

Mu Huai'an felt that it was possible for Nanyi's strength to open the window of the plane and throw it at him.

However, although the two were next to each other, neither of them had the idea of talking, and the relationship was worse than that of those new strangers who met during the journey.

Nanyi was watching the drama under a blanket, and the plane took off smoothly after gliding for a distance, and the first few hours were fine.

I encountered an airflow halfway through, and the bumps were quite severe. Instantly dispel the original sleepiness of Nanyi.

The plane shook up and down so badly that the flat plate supported on the table looked like it was about to hit her, and someone was one step ahead of her and grabbed the fallen flat plate first.

The slender and beautiful hand held the tablet in front of her, and the boy's tone was impatient, which formed a huge contrast with Sven's elegant appearance: "Take it yourself." ”

Nanyi grabbed it and didn't move his gaze to the side.

Over there, Wen Lan and Su Qing stabilized and asked how the two children were.

Nanyi replied that it was okay, nestled in the blanket and didn't want to move.

Mu Huai'an also said to Wen Lan that it was okay, and told her to fasten her seat belt and put away the table first.

In contrast, that is someone else's careful and well-behaved son.

Minami wants to throw people off the plane.

After about five minutes, the plane gradually leveled off, and the beautiful flight attendants came over to reassure them. Nanyi couldn't understand what he was saying, but he saw that the people next to him could answer questions fluently.

Then there was a contemptuous laugh in his ears: "Brain-dead." ”

The words were full of mockery.

Afraid that he couldn't help but move, Nanyi turned sideways and continued to watch the drama with the tablet.

The plane landed more than ten hours later, and it was already evening in China, and it was still a sunny afternoon in France. Someone outside the airport came to pick up the four of them.

It is not the first time for Nanyi to come to France, she has followed Su Qing to travel or participate in activities since she was a child. In addition to the language barrier, it can be said that I am very familiar with this country.

A little tired from the long-distance flight, Nanyi's eyelids slowly sank.

She and Mu Huai'an were still sitting together, and Su Qing and Wen Lan were resting in front.

Nanyi nestled on the long soft sofa, her head drooping uncontrollably.

Mu Huai'an adjusted the jet lag very well, and he didn't feel tired for half a day at the moment, and he was looking at the original French book that he hadn't finished reading on the plane.

He and Nanyi belong to the type that no one can see.

Nanyi will also turn his back to him when he sleeps, and the two really look like sworn enemies.

Knowing that she was sleeping, Mu Huaian didn't deliberately lower her voice, and was still flipping through the book. After reading more than a dozen pages, a faint voice came from the side, and the blanket she was putting on fell to the ground.

Staring at the blanket on the ground for a few seconds, Mu Huai'an closed the page and bent down to pick it up.

Dusted off the dust, and the next second, raised his hand and threw it in her face.