Chapter 153 Flight Delay
Lu Yuanqing's eyes and eyebrows were lively, and his storytelling skills were comparable to a stand-up comedy: "Then, it turned out that curiosity really did kill the cat. I was almost in so much pain that I went to see my grandmother.
I lay in bed for the entire day. Only my finger was bitten, but my entire arm up to my shoulder was in pain. It hurt so much that I wanted to cut my arm off. This kind of pain will definitely stay with me for the rest of my life.
I still can't understand how the boys in that tribe could keep such a straight face.
If I wasn't afraid of breaking the law, I would have wanted to catch a boy and study him to see if they were any less intelligent than us."
My mouth half opened as I listened, and I turned around and said to Xiao Shiqiu seriously, "Apart from diving, I will definitely not go to the place Lu Yuanqing mentioned."
The two men laughed out loud at the same time.
I cursed quietly, "Anyone who laughs at me will be bitten by ants!"
While chatting with Lu Yuanqing, I ate two ice creams without realizing it. When I was about to get the third one, Xiao Shiqiu stopped me.
"You don't want to get a stomachache on a plane, right? The food you eat will spread all the way from Asia to Europe."
He successfully made me sick, and it left me with a huge psychological scar when I went to the toilet on the plane.
I silently gave up the all-you-can-eat strawberry ice cream.
Looking at the time, it should be almost time for take-off, but there is still no boarding announcement over the radio.
I was just wondering when a sweet female voice rang out over the radio: "Dear passengers, our flight from City A to Amsterdam has been delayed by 90 minutes due to weather. We sincerely apologize for the inconvenience this delay has caused you. Thank you for your understanding and patience."
I looked out the window at the clear, blue sky and said, "Isn't this weather nice?"
Xiao Shiqiu explained, "It might be due to the weather in the area we're passing through. You can still eat for another two hours."
I looked at the colorful desserts and said with some regret, "I can't eat any more. I really can't eat any more."
In the originally quiet VIP lounge, a middle-aged couple wearing mink coats were arguing loudly with the staff.
You could tell the middle-aged couple was very wealthy just by looking at their clothes. It wasn't because their clothes were high-end luxury goods, but because even in the temperature-controlled waiting hall, they were each wearing a long mink coat, the leather was shiny and smooth, and of extraordinary quality.
I noticed this couple when I picked up my food just now. Their coats are really eye-catching.
When I passed by the woman, I noticed the material of her coat. It was pearl-colored mink fur with short and fine guard hairs, extremely thick and dense undercoat, and a uniform and pure color. It was obviously crown-grade leather imported from Northern Europe.
The quality is much higher than my mother's domestic mink coat.
It was bought when I was a child. My mother only wore it a few times because she said it was not practical, inconvenient to wear, and required me to be careful everywhere.
I sighed, it’s such good leather, no wonder I don’t want to take it off even when I’m sweating.
A classmate who took the exam in Hong Kong told me that in their place, when the temperature dropped to 15 degrees, the rich people would immediately start wearing fur.
We laughed at her nonsense and said it must be so hot to wear fur in 15-degree weather. She raised her hand and swore that it was true, because if she didn't wear it in 15-degree weather, she would never have the chance to wear it in Hong Kong.
The temperature in the terminal hall must be at least 18 degrees Celsius now, can't people still wear mink?
The man was wearing a sapphire mink coat and had a round figure. From a distance, he looked a bit like a British shorthair blue cat that had become a spirit.
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