Chapter 197 It’s All the Dog’s Fault
Chi Fan and his friends arrived a little late, so they went through security and boarded the plane directly.
Use the VIP channel.
It takes more than ten hours to fly back to China.
That means he couldn't see his wife, receive any news from his wife, or hear his wife's voice for more than ten hours.
It will be very difficult.
After getting on the plane, Chi Fan asked the staff for a blanket and an eye mask, and began to close his eyes and rest.
I'm looking forward to having a good sleep, maybe I can meet you in my dream.
Unfortunately, I couldn't sleep.
That face and the way he pouts seductively keeps turning over and over in my mind.
Just thinking about it makes me itch.
Chi Fan took off his blindfold, reopened the dialog box, and sent a message to his wife.
[Fan]: Wife, I’m on the plane.
Still no reply.
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Do you want to make another call?
But will my wife think I’m too clingy?
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Chi Fan hesitated for a few seconds, but ultimately did not make the call.
I turned on the airplane mode, took off my eye mask, and continued to rest with my eyes closed.
There were a lot of people on the plane and it was very noisy.
The chaotic noises were ringing in my ears, and it lasted for nearly half an hour before it died down.
The flight attendant is checking the luggage...
He is really leaving.
Chi Fan couldn't help it and picked up his phone to look at the chat box again.
Pull down, refresh, pull down, refresh.
There was still only his profile picture in the dialog box.
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"Hello, what's your seat number? I'll help you with directions."
The stewardess's gentle voice sounded beside him, her tone a little inexplicably excited.
"109C."
The brief reply was like a drop of clear spring amidst the noise.
Drip, dong, hitting the dead silent lake surface in my heart.
Ripples form on the water.
Chi Fan paused for a moment, then suddenly looked up.
In the aisle next to Fang Jin, a tall figure was standing with his back to her, checking the seat number on his ticket.
A black mask and a black baseball cap covered everything tightly.
Two silver rings hung from the brim of the hat, dangling precariously.
The person in front of me was wearing a loose black shirt jacket in traditional Chinese style. The hem of the jacket was embroidered with climbing white bamboo joints, and the cuffs were entangled with bamboo branches.
The bamboo branches extended downward, their slender knuckles gripping the back of the front seat.
From the angle of the pool, you can see the light pink where the wrist is stretched.
Very tender.
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It seems that the direction has been confirmed.
The figure turned around silently, dragging the bright red suitcase, and hurried towards the target.
The moment she turned around, her thick and curled eyelashes fluttered gently.
The breeze tugged at the corners of his clothes, revealing the white lining of his T-shirt. He looked clean and unrestrained, and his every move was natural and casual.
Very comfortable...
With the fresh scent of sunny citrus.
The stewardess behind him followed his back with her eyes, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.
Not only the flight attendant, but also the actor Chi was stunned.
Even though his wife was fully armed and even changed her earrings to black rivets, he still recognized her at a glance.
I stared at him all the way, watching his walking posture, the perfect waistline under his clothes when he put his luggage, and the strawberry print on his face after noon.
His eyes glowed green and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously a few times.
That's his own wife, he can look at her however he wants.
So annoying...
My wife was in economy class, so they were quite far apart.
And it seemed as if she didn't see him, or was deliberately avoiding looking at him.
She didn't even glance at him from beginning to end...
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Lin Xingye really didn't pay much attention. He hurried to his seat to reply to Chi Fan.
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But at the same time, I don't really want to reply to him.
If this guy hadn't suddenly gone crazy and tossed around the entire afternoon, he wouldn't have been in such a hurry.
Take a shower, pack your luggage, and then your real father, who is in disguise, can't even recognize you.
I stepped on the accelerator until it was almost smoking, and I only arrived half an hour before takeoff.
I also had to get my boarding pass and go through security, and there wasn't even time to check in my luggage.
Anyway, it's all that dog's fault.
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