Hou Taotao was completely stunned when she received the text message from the captain ordering him to fly to France. This time, even Zhang Xiaomeng wasn't brought along.
She's not not coming back, is she?
Liang Cheng and the others have all lost weight. "The leader will come back, don't worry. After all, she's still young and hasn't experienced these things before."
Yang Zhenzhen's eyes were swollen; they still hadn't gotten over the fact that Sixth Brother was gone.
He cried uncontrollably for a time, and even the ninth brother abstained from sex. The others mainly ate vegetarian food and prepared to observe a year of mourning.
Originally, the leader used all of Sixth Brother's money for charity, saying it was to accumulate blessings. They didn't understand why they needed to accumulate blessings, but now they do.
Taking the helm was accumulating blessings for Sixth Brother and Huo Qingqing's next life. Although it was an ethereal thing, they took the helm and did it.
They should also accumulate blessings for Sixth Brother by eating vegetarian food and doing more good deeds and public welfare, so that they can meet and stay together until old age in the next life.
Chen Jinghuai stubbed out his cigarette. "Let her go out for a walk to clear her head!"
The plane flew above the clouds. An anime convention worker leisurely flipped through a fashion magazine, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a listless Zhao Xiaoyue, who practically rolled her eyes to the heavens.
As soon as the magazine was placed down, someone said, "So, you're planning to go to the City of Romance looking like a ghost?"
snort!
"Mind your own business!" Then he tilted his head and continued looking at the clouds.
"Hehe," he continued to pick up the magazine and flip through it, "I'm not trying to control you, it's just that you look like a zombie. I'm afraid that when I get off the plane, someone will arrest me and charge me with scaring people by dragging around a corpse!"
All I got in return was a "humph!"
He knows nothing!
I won't say too much at the comic convention, since I'm on a plane and there are other people around.
Hi, hello!
Just then, a handsome foreign guy started flirting with the two of them. Zhao Xiaoyue had a look on her face that said, "Is this guy crazy?" In return, she received a glare from the muscular and handsome guy, who gave her a look that said, "What's it to you?"
The person stared at the comic convention again, saying, "Hello! Your outfit is beautiful!" and then touched the chest of the person at the comic convention.
He smiled at the comic convention and said, "Hi!"
Then the two started chatting, laughing and talking, asking and answering questions, and they got along very well.
"Are you in the fashion industry?" the muscular guy asked, pointing to the flashy outfit at the comic convention. "That looks so unique, it's amazing!"
A few words of praise made the anime convention feel incredibly comfortable. "No, no, I'm a freelancer, I just dressed casually!"
Look at that shy, cheeky grin. He hasn't changed in ages. You can compliment his clothes and he'll be fine, but if you compliment his face, he'll turn on you. What's wrong with him?
The muscular man continued to flirt, "You're really good-looking, can we be friends? I'll treat you to dinner after we get off the plane." He even licked his lips and struck what he thought was a very dashing pose.
It disgusted Zhao Xiaoyue quite a bit; luckily, she didn't eat much.
At the comic convention, he smiled politely and said, "You look quite respectable too!"
The muscular man was blinded by male beauty and made many suggestive gestures.
Suddenly, the man at the comic convention frowned, crossed his arms, and sneered, "Please stay away from me!"
This guy was a group sex addict.
The comic convention suddenly changed its tune, catching the tough guy completely off guard.
Dressing well is his spirit; those who only care about appearances are scoundrels!
The muscular man opposite him was like, "???"
Weren't we just having a nice chat? What happened?
"You don't want to?" Then why didn't you refuse when he hinted at it?
The person at the anime convention, with their large, beautiful eyes, said, "Why should I want to? There's nothing wrong with me! You don't think I'll like you just because you say a few nice words, do you? Pfft~~"
He's not a masochist.
Look, look, that's how it is. One second they're so arrogant, the next they're spewing insults.
Zhao Xiaoyue didn't understand the suggestive gestures. She just covered herself with a thin blanket, ignored everyone, and continued lying there to avoid having to wash her eyes again.
Later, the muscular man swore a lot. The anime convention returned everything.
The burly man's face darkened. "Unwilling? What the hell makes you so great, you piece of trash!"
"Your mom's got some nerve, look what she packed for you! Oh!" The anime convention worker feigned surprise. "It's all shit!"
The conversation gradually turned into an argument, and a flight attendant came over to stop it.
"These days, any breed of dog will bark at people, it's just a shame about that coat!"
The flight attendant seated the muscular man at the front to prevent any trouble.
After getting off the plane, the anime convention didn't seem to be affected. In the hotel room, I continued to eat and drink as usual, and even tidied myself up before going out.
Wearing a custom-made British-style suit at the anime convention, she exuded a noble and elegant aura. Her hair flowed to the side, highlighting her captivating and delicate features!
He's incredibly handsome!
Walk up to someone, turn around, and say, "Come on, I'll take you to the city of romance to find freedom."
Zhao Xiaoyue looked her up and down. "Are you sure you're my brother or sister at a time like this?"
When she twists her waist, she looks every bit the mature woman.
"Hehehe," she chuckled, covering her mouth at the anime convention, "That's a really sweet voice. I'll take you to find your soul~"
Zhao Xiaoyue was ruthlessly dragged out of the hotel.
The most beautiful street in the world, a gathering place for famous brands: the Champs-Élysées.
In Mr. Zhao's eyes, isn't it just a matter of "should"? What's so special about it!
They stood beneath the most famous Eiffel Tower, and the anime convention was amazed.
Zhao Xiaoyue: "What's so interesting about a bunch of metal frames?"
At Place Louis XV, the comic convention opens its arms to welcome freedom.
Zhao Xiaoyue: The "Should" Center, where people come and go.
At Notre Dame Cathedral, people are enjoying art at a comic convention.
Zhao Xiaoyue: A church!
The comic convention was awestruck by the grandeur of the Arc de Triomphe.
Zhao Xiaoyue: A door standing at the center of "that"!
Enjoy your time at the comic convention on the Seine.
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