Chapter 96 I only wear black, white, gray, and blue, and boxer shorts.
On the tarmac, the huge propellers had already begun to turn slowly, whipping up gusts of strong wind that made it almost impossible for people to open their eyes.
The helicopter, like a steel behemoth poised to pounce, emitted a deep roar.
Jujiro's loyal face was filled with anxiety. He rushed to Fu Xiaoting and almost knelt down.
"Sir! Your health really isn't good enough to fly a helicopter!"
His voice sounded hoarse and strained amidst the loud noise.
Before Fu Xiaoting could speak, a soft arm wrapped around him.
Yun Yang leaned softly against Fu Xiaoting as if she had no bones, her voice sweet and cloying.
"It's alright, housekeeper."
"The gentleman has already taken his medicine and is feeling much better now."
As she spoke, she deliberately rubbed her cheek against Fu Xiaoting's arm, displaying an air of complete arrogance and indulgence.
Upon seeing this, Hanna, who was standing to the side, immediately stepped forward with a fake smile on her face.
"Manager Ju is overthinking it. This 'Agusta AW250' is one of the safest and top-of-the-line private helicopters in the world. There will absolutely be no problems."
Yun Yang immediately seized the opportunity, raised her chin, and gave Jujiro a pretentious victory smile.
"Did you hear that? Manager Han said it's very safe."
Sister, you're not like Daji.
Beneath Fu Xiaoting's cold, CEO-like face, his inner thoughts were racing.
You're like a slightly tipsy Daji (a legendary femme fatale in Chinese folklore) who, after drinking two ounces of baijiu (a strong Chinese liquor), insists on getting the whole village to become sworn brothers with her.
Yun Yang: "..."
Ha, you're criticizing her professional skills, huh?
Her smile remained unchanged, but her hand, which was wrapped around Fu Xiaoting's arm, quietly found the softest spot on the inside of his arm.
Then, exert force with your fingertips and twist hard!
hiss--
Fu Xiaoting's temple throbbed suddenly.
He used all his acting skills to control himself from crying out in pain on the spot.
Go ahead and hit him.
[Hit as hard as you want.]
[You'd better beat me to a pulp, then when we get back to the real world, I'll cling to you and make you support me for the rest of my life.]
Yun Yang suddenly loosened her grip.
Xiaoting...
How can I tell him that they are not from the same world?
What he perceived as reality was merely a novel that had already been written.
Anyway, if someone came up to her now and told her that she really was an NPC in the book...
She really couldn't accept it.
...
On the other side.
In the shadows of the villa's corridor.
The system's shrill electronic voice almost stirred up a storm in Zhang Yan's mind.
[Host! You're just going to watch them leave like that?]
Aren't you going to try your best at all?!
This is an important plot point!
Zhang Yan's face appeared even colder in the flickering light.
If all else fails, try asking Yun Yang for help!
Although she has a sharp tongue, she's fundamentally a soft-hearted person!
If you just be nicer, she'll definitely...
Should I beg her?
Zhang Yan finally spoke slowly in his heart.
She already knows there's something wrong with the medicine I gave her.
Do you think she'll still be soft-hearted towards me?
The system froze instantly.
I told you... not to give her the medicine.
A barely perceptible hint of mockery flashed in Zhang Yan's eyes.
Are all the hosts you've mentored this pathetic? They can't follow the plot and have to beg for help?
The system was silent for a moment, and its voice sounded somewhat aggrieved.
Of course not...
I used to work in logistics, responsible for data maintenance and bug fixing...
[You're the first person who's never had a host before.]
Zhang Yan: "..."
very nice.
real.
...
The helicopter door slammed shut, shutting out all the outside noise.
One second Yun Yang had a sweet smile on her face, the next second she put away all her expressions.
She released Fu Xiaoting's arm and sat up straight.
Sister, how come your expression changes so quickly?
Fu Xiaoting's inner thoughts rang out at just the right moment.
[At least act for a little while.]
With such a large windshield, people below might be watching. Your Daji persona is about to crumble!
As he spoke, he actually brought his outrageously handsome face closer, a hint of expectation in his deep eyes.
Can I have another kiss?
Looking at his handsome face so close to hers, Yun Yang forced a smile that looked more like a grimace.
"gentlemen."
"You can fly a plane, you're such a good shot, and you're so handsome."
"I bet your 'shameless tricks' are pretty good too, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a slight commotion arose outside.
However, the people inside the cabin did not notice.
Because at this moment on the tarmac, Hanna, who had just looked so confident, had been tied up with ropes by Jukiro and two bodyguards.
There was also a rag stuffed in his mouth, which he didn't know where he found.
Jukiro dusted off his hands and gave Hanna, who was tied up like a dumpling, a kind smile.
"Manager Han, it's time for you to wrap up filming."
Inside the cabin.
"Yes, my brother studied fencing when he was a child."
A cutesy yet serious voice suddenly rang out from behind.
Yun Yang turned around abruptly and saw Fu Xiaojun, who had boarded the plane at some point and was sitting in the back seat.
The next second, a fluffy golden head popped out from under the seat next to Fu Xiaojun.
It's Shin-chan.
He grinned, revealing a set of small white teeth, and shouted smugly at Yun Yang, "Surprised? Unexpected?"
Immediately afterwards, another small figure timidly peeked out.
It's Pan'er.
Shen Mingyue had already dressed her in a beautiful pink princess dress, and her hair had been carefully styled into a cute single bun, making her look clean and pretty.
But in those big eyes, there was still a lingering trace of timidity and unease, like a frightened fawn.
This cunning and ruthless man!
Fu Xiaoting's heart was roaring.
【I asked him to come up for a photo, what is he doing bringing two kids up here?!】
Yun Yang was completely confused.
Photograph?
What kind of photos should we take?
She didn't have time to think it through. She turned around and looked at the three little ones in the back row, softening her voice.
"Kids, buckle up your seatbelts now!"
Pan'er's small body sank into the wide seat. She stretched out her thin arm and clumsily grabbed the seat belt, but she couldn't fasten it no matter what she did. Her little face turned red with anxiety.
Yun Yang looked at Xiao Xin beside her: "Xiao Xin, help your sister out."
Shin-chan crossed his arms, tilted his chin up coolly, and looked just like a domineering CEO from a TV show.
"Doesn't she have hands?"
Yun Yang was almost amused by this little brat.
"Can't you have a little bit of gentlemanly manners?"
How could there be such a silly little prince?
Xiao Xin reluctantly moved over and clumsily helped Pan'er fasten her seatbelt.
While tying it, he let out a cold snort through his nose.
"Ha, woman, be smarter next time."
Yun Yang was utterly speechless.
Where did they learn all these nonsensical, greasy lines?!
She looked away, turned around, and bent down to get her seatbelt.
The next second, a pair of large, well-defined hands reached out and took the seatbelt buckle from her.
Fu Xiaoting had leaned over at some point and almost completely enveloped her in his arms.
The crisp scent of cedar foliage emanating from him instantly enveloped her.
Yun Yang's breath hitched.
The man was very close; she could even see his thick, long eyelashes, which cast a small shadow under his eyelids.
His movements were light and slow, his fingertips occasionally brushing against her waist, sending a slight shiver down her spine.
Something seemed to be quietly fermenting in the air, becoming ambiguous and scalding hot.
“Clatter.”
The sound of the seatbelt buckle is crisp and loud.
Fu Xiaoting did not immediately back away, but remained in that intimate posture.
Yunyang's heart was beating a little fast.
Sister, am I a gentleman?
A voice, tinged with a hint of smugness and anticipation, echoed in her mind.
Like a big dog wagging its tail, waiting for praise.
When Yun Yang met his bright, sparkling eyes, her cheeks inexplicably flushed, and she immediately turned her head to look out the window.
I'm impressed by him.
I'm eating soybeans, so why does the tea smell like tea?
Fu Xiaoting released Yun Yang, stepped back into the driver's seat, and still had a bright smile on his lips.
The helicopter slowly ascended into the air, and the scenery on the ground rapidly shrank.
At the same time, not far away, another small, sleek and cool-looking fighter jet also took off, maintaining a distance that was neither too close nor too far from them.
Yun Yang craned her neck and immediately spotted Gükiro in the fighter jet cockpit.
Jukiro seemed to have spotted them as well, and made a tactical hand signal indicating "everything is ready" towards Fu Xiaoting from a distance.
Yunyang couldn't help but exclaim "Wow!"
"If you ignore the housekeeper's red underwear, he looks absolutely stunning right now!"
No sooner had she finished speaking than she heard Mou Ting's inner thoughts again.
I don't wear red briefs.
I only wear black, white, gray, and blue, and boxer shorts.
Yun Yang slowly turned her gaze to him, silently rolling her eyes in her mind.
Xiaoting.
Who asked you?
Nobody cares what color your underwear is, OK?
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