"Sir, wait until the plane flies smoothly before untie the seat belt. If you need any drinks, please feel free to give me instructions."

Ye Qing did not answer. Now he was so weak that he couldn't even open his lips, but the dragon stone jade in his palm became redder and redder, as if he was about to drip bleeding.

The flight attendant bowed slightly and left disappointed.

The deafening roar suddenly rang out, and the plane slid across the long runway and soared into the air.

The huge inertia made Ye Qing's body lean forward involuntarily, and the blood color in the dragon stone-type Pixiu in the palm of his palm suddenly flowed backwards!

A gentle and pleasant liquid was instilled into Ye Qing's flesh and blood along the Pixiu's horn.

As the blood flowed through the blood vessels, his eyes began to be sore, swell and painful, and tears could not stop rushing out.

The plane entered the stratosphere and the huge inertia disappeared.

"Sir, what's wrong with you!" At some point, the beautiful flight attendant appeared next to Ye Qing again, carefully took out a white handkerchief and wiped the tears from his face.

"Thank you!" Ye Qing opened his eyes and smiled ashamedly, but suddenly saw the white handkerchief in the stewardess's hand, which was dirty by his tears, as if there was a lot of dirt in the tears: "Sorry, I've dirtyed you.

I will pay you how much is the handkerchief!”

The beautiful flight attendant held back his smile and asked curiously: "Sir, is this the first time I took a plane? I was scared to tears just now!"

Ye Qing was inexplicably wronged, but he knew that no matter how much explanation he explained, he was pale and powerless: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." He took out his wallet and took out two hundred yuan: "Please wait until the plane lands, and then I'll do it myself.

Buy a handkerchief!”

"A handkerchief is worthless!" Seeing that he had no intention of returning his handkerchief and did not ask for his money, the flight attendant smiled sweetly: "Sir, you were sweating just now. Do you want to go to the bathroom to scrub and change your body.

clothing?"

Ye Qing then discovered that the moment the dragon stone-type Pixiu was poured into the flesh and blood, not only tears flowed like a spring, but even the pores secreted a lot of sweat, emitting a foul smell. No wonder the beautiful flight attendant

Kind reminder.

Ye Qing hurriedly untied his seat belt, carried his small suitcase, and rushed into the bathroom in a mess!

Lock the door, unscrew the faucet, stuff the dragon stone-type Pixiu in your hand into the suitcase, and take out a set of clothes to change.

Ye Qing then took off her casual outfit and looked at the spots on her skin, and she felt secretly wondering, "My body is not dirty, why does it make me sweat more dirt?"

Could it be the legendary hair removal and marrow cleaning? I have read too many novels!

Ye Qing shook his head and smiled bitterly, dipped the towel in water, quickly cleansing his body, the odor disappeared, and he suddenly became comfortable.

Staring at the mirror on the wall and observing your eyes, there is neither the ability to see through or the abnormality.

Take out the Dragon Stone Pixiu from the suitcase and observe carefully for a while, the blood inside was gone, like a piece of green glass.

He hanged the dragon stone-type Pixiu around his neck suspiciously and then put on a white sportswear.

After cleaning up, opening the door, the beautiful stewardess squatted ten meters away from him, whispering something to a passenger.

Her thin spine arched gracefully, and she had a long broken hair on her shoulder!

When did my eyesight get so good? Ye Qing was shocked!

In order to verify that he was right, Ye Qing pulled his suitcase and walked over quickly.

The beautiful stewardess moved her body slightly to make way for her.

Ye Qing stood beside her and whispered: "Thank you!"

"Sir, you're welcome, I should do it!" the flight attendant smiled.

"There is a hair here, I'll take it down for you!" Ye Qing twisted her fingers on her shoulders without waiting for the flight attendant to do so, but she felt her skin wrapped in her clothes tightened instantly!

"Boy, what are you doing? Take advantage of the flight attendant!" The middle-aged passenger who just whispered to the flight attendant shouted in a low voice, but his eyes were filled with envy!

Ye Qing glanced at him coldly, and sent the long hair he pinched his fingers to the flight attendant!

"Sir, no, it's impolite for our flight attendant to have hair loss on him. I would like to thank him for helping me take it off!" The flight attendant blushed and explained softly.

The middle-aged man ignored the flight attendant, stood up and said sternly: "Boy, why are you staring at me? It seems like I, a man from Kyoto, are you afraid of a fight!"

"It seems that I am a Kyoto man too." Ye Qing's eyes became even colder: "Otherwise, after getting off the plane, let's gesture!"

"Both gentlemen, both misunderstandings!" The flight attendant stood up and smiled, "Besides, we are all civilized people, and fighting can't solve the problem!"

"Boy, where are you doing?" the middle-aged man shouted: "I'm in Chaoyang and I have the ability to go back to Kyoto to make an appointment."

Ye Qing sneered: "All you can accompany me at any time. After returning to Kyoto, you can come to Panjiayuan Shitouzhai to find me!"

"My name is Wang Liang, if I don't go, I'm my grandson!" Wang Liang sat back angrily.

"Sir, it's not worth it!" The beautiful flight attendant smiled and said, "All of them are men from Kyoto, open and generous, don't hurt the harmony because of a little thing!"

The flight attendant asked softly, and the two of them didn't want to lose the face of the Kyoto man.

Under Wang Liang's vicious gaze, Ye Qing returned to his seat!

The flight attendant gave Ye Qing a drink in understanding and asked in a low voice: "Your health is fine!"

"It's okay, thank you!" Ye Qing smiled and thanked her. He glanced at her nameplate and crew member Qin Mingyue!

Qin Mingyue smiled and said, "It is normal to be afraid in my heart for the first time when I take a plane. I will get used to it when I take a few more times."

He was regarded as a rookie who had been on a plane for the first time by the beautiful flight attendant and was so scared that Ye Qing could not explain the strange incident just now, so he could only smile bitterly and nod.

Seeing that Ye Qing had no intention of talking to him, the flight attendant smiled slightly and left in a loss!

Ye Qing closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, but Wang Liang in the back row refused to let him go: "Man, is it a gambling stone to go to Ruili? Be careful that he lost even his shorts."

Ye Qing didn't open his eyes and said with a smile: "It seems that you are an old gambler, but don't forget that drowning people are all good at water. If it's your turn to queuing up on the rooftop, I can help you take the urn back!"

"You!" Wang Liang gritted his teeth and cursed bad luck, but he didn't want to get into trouble anymore. The gamblers were afraid that others would curse themselves to lose. If they stimulated this kid, God knew what feces he was spraying out of his mouth, and said with hatred: "I'm back to Kyoto.

I'll settle the score with you!"

Ye Qing smiled and said, "The most taboo thing for those who bet on stones is restless and impatient." This guy can't find him when he is agitated. It would be strange if he is not deceived to death."
Chapter completed!