Xue God has mines at home

Chapter 224 On the way to France
After boarding the plane, the four of Su Qing entered the first class cabin of the plane.

The first-class cabin of an international flight has a very comfortable environment, separated by a wide aisle, with two seats on the left and right for people to lie on.

Su Qing and Nan Yi, a green melon egg who hadn't left school, really couldn't talk, so she sent her to sit with Mu Huaian, and wanted to chat about fashion with Wen Lan.

He also deliberately lowered his voice and said to her: "Don't throw someone over your shoulder. If the plane makes an emergency landing, your father can kill us."

"understood"

Nan Yi reluctantly agreed, and wanted to find someone to change seats, but there were foreign friends with yellow hair all around her.She can't communicate.

After standing in the aisle for a long time, he finally sat next to Mu Huaian.

The boy was reading a book with his head propped up. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of her sitting down and subconsciously moved away.

From a psychological shadow.

Mu Huaian felt that it was possible for Nan Yi to open the window of the plane and throw him down.

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

Nan Yi was watching a drama under a blanket. The plane took off after gliding for a certain distance, and it was fine for the first few hours.

Encountered air currents in the middle, and the bumps were severe.Instantly dispelled Nan Yi's original drowsiness.

The plane was shaking violently up and down, and the tablet supported on the table was about to hit her. Someone was a step ahead of her and caught the falling tablet first.

The slender and beautiful hands held the tablet and handed it to her. The boy's tone was impatient, which was in great contrast to his gentle and elegant appearance: "Hold it yourself."

Nan Yi grabbed it over without looking away.

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

Nan Yi replied that it's okay, she nestled in the blanket and didn't want to move.

Mu Huaian also told 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 good son.

Nan intended to throw people off the plane.

After about 5 minutes, the plane gradually stabilized, and the beautiful stewardess came to comfort them.Nan Yi couldn't understand what Ji Li Gu La said, but the people next to him could answer questions fluently.

Then a contemptuous laugh came from next to my ear: "Brainless."

The words are full of mockery.

Fearing that she couldn't help but make a move, Nan Yi turned sideways and continued to watch the drama with the tablet in her hands.

The plane landed more than ten hours later. It was already night in China, but it was still sunny afternoon in France.Someone came to pick them up from outside the airport.

This is not the first time Nan Yi has come to France. She has traveled or participated in activities with Su Qing since she was a child.In addition to the language barrier, it can be said that I am very familiar with this country.

Tired from the long-distance flight, Nan Yi's eyelids slowly sank.

She was still sitting with Mu Huaian, while Su Qing and Wen Lan were resting in front.

Nan Yi nestled on the long soft sofa, her head could not stop drooping.

Mu Huai'an adjusted to the jet lag very well. At this moment, he didn't feel tired for a long time, and he was reading the original French book that he hadn't finished on the plane.

He and Nan Yi belong to the type where no one can see the other.

Nan Yi would turn her back to him when sleeping, and the two really looked like rivals.

Knowing that she was sleeping, Mu Huaian didn't deliberately lower his voice, and kept flipping through the book.After reading more than a dozen pages, there was a faint sound from the side, and the blanket she had put up fell to the floor.

Staring at the blanket on the ground for a few seconds, Mu Huaian closed the page and bent over to pick it up.

After dusting off the dust, the next second, he raised his hand and threw it on her face.

(End of this chapter)