First class.

This is the most peaceful place for the entire aircraft. The space is comfortable and spacious, the air is clear and clear, the seats can be placed flat at 180°, and the seats will never be disturbed.

When Qian Ai walked in, both of the four passengers were asleep on the lying flat seats. The blinders that were all lowered made the place a layer of tranquility. The previous broadcast eliminated their last slightest concern, and they were dreaming sweetly at this moment.

Third, there should be people in the sixth position, but now it is empty - the former is Wu Sheng's seat, and the latter is unknown whose seats are, and the seats are already flat, but there are only blankets on it, so no one is seen.

The first seat and the second seat are the only two girls who haven't slept. One is short-haired and a ghostly elf who is bored and fiddled with an empty water cup. In fact, he is already half asleep. He just doesn't put down the back of the chair and is still sitting there, nodding from time to time and yawning; the other is long hair, shoulder-length, wearing glasses, and a quiet and delicate face, looking down at the e-book quietly.

Time is limited, Qian Ai doesn't care about the opening remarks, and goes straight to the short-haired girl, trying to make a pollution-free smile: "Hello, do you know the password of the bomb?"

The girl was startled and looked up suddenly, and she was completely energetic. Her whole body wanted to retract into the back of the seat.

Qian Ai saw that his body was almost covering the person, so he quickly retreated a little to reduce the pressure: "Girl, don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person, I just want to ask if you know the password of the bomb?"

The short-haired girl was still in shock, but finally came back to her senses and asked in confusion: "Hasn't the bomb been dismantled?"

The radio said that the murderer had been caught and the bomb was about to be removed. Now, for about twenty minutes, the passengers who heard the radio naturally agreed that the bomb crisis had been resolved, and there was no problem with this logic.

Qian Ai couldn't answer, so he couldn't say that he was lying to you, maybe he was even more troublesome, so he didn't care whether he was stubborn or not, and directly changed the topic: "I'm teasing you, the bomb has been removed long ago, haha, what's your name?"

In a normal world, a girl would probably throw her bag over and curse her, "Are you sick?" But this is the "owl". As Qian Ai changed her questions, the girl actually switched seamlessly, instantly turning her terror into a bright smile: "Zhao Yi."

This name is easy to remember.

"Are you taking a plane to travel, going to school, visiting relatives, or going home?" I was anxious and counting on the time, but the chat could only be progressive step by step. Qian Ai was so anxious.

Unexpectedly, the other party smiled lively and showed his teeth: "Work."

Qian Ai was unprepared for the answer and blurted out: "I thought you were a student..."

It’s not that he has a bad look, but that this girl looks young, at most seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Shh," the girl suddenly looked around, her big eyes turned flexibly, and she confirmed that no one noticed this place, so she mysteriously approached Qian Ai and whispered, "Tell you a secret, I am actually a magician."

Qian Ai felt ten thousand times unbelievable, but he could only talk along the way: "Then can you create a bomb password?"

"This is really not possible." Zhao Yi shook his head happily, his face filled with lively smiles, and he was clearly still joking about Qian Ai, "But I can make this happen," she changed her tone, and somehow turned the cup in her hand and turned into a cupcake!

The golden cake is decorated with a little pure white cream, and it is full of freshly baked heat and sweetness.

"Send it to you." Zhao Yi smiled and handed Qian Ai the small cake.

Qian Ai kept reminding himself that "you can't eat food given by strangers casually", but his hands and mouth rose up - he took it over, stuffed it in, chewed it, swallowed it, flowing water, and finished it in one go.

In her body and mind, Qian Ai believes that she is a magician.

The short-haired girl seemed to have gained satisfaction from Qian Ai's satisfaction. She sighed leisurely, opened the blindfold, and held her chin to admire the white clouds outside the window.

The password has nothing to do with this Miss Zhao Yi--in the sweet aftertaste of the cake, Qian Ai made a firm judgment.

This time he had experience, he stood beside his seat, bowed slightly, and spoke politely like a flight attendant: "Sorry, I interrupted you to read. My name is Qian Ai, what's your name?"

The girl with glasses turned her head slightly, without any precautions, and gave a polite answer: "Qian Er."

It's my own family.

"You don't have to go to work on this flight, right?"

I didn't want to joke casually, but the girl drooped her eyes: "Travel."

Her sigh was light, but sad.

Qian Ai was stunned. There was no need to think about it anymore. He followed the feeling and asked naturally: "Shouldn't you be happy about traveling?"

The girl smiled, but the corners of her mouth were bitter.

“Break up trip.”

Qian Ai has heard of relaxing travel after breaking up, but is this "breakup travel" a new concept...

"Own?"

"No, I said I had a breakup trip, of course I was with my boyfriend."

He knew it was a new concept!!!

"That's him," the girl pointed next to her, which was the fourth position in the order, and smiled gently, "We agreed to break up when the trip ended."

Qian Ai originally muttered that Wu Sheng's seat was not good, but he was separated by the couple. Isn't that a Milky Way anymore? But he looked in the direction the girl pointed. The heartless young man slept like thunder, snoring and stooping. Even if he built a magpie bridge for him, he might not be able to get up and take two steps.

Qian Ai is old, and he can't understand why he has to travel and split up after breaking up. Isn't it better to fight quickly? For example, after meeting and chatting, he will pour a cup of coffee or turn around in the rain and get on the bus, and the other will chase the bus. It's also quite ritual.

But these are not the point.

"Girl, please continue reading, I'll talk to your boyfriend."

Intuition, the bomb had nothing to do with this sad traveler, and Qian Ai decided to transfer his position immediately.

"Hey, wake up," Qian Ai pushed two handfuls mercilessly and left his girlfriend alone, and met Zhou Gong's young man alone, "Don't sleep, get up and chat!"

I don’t know if he didn’t control his strength or the young man was really weak, so he just hit the other person on the ground in the end.

With a bang.

The young man sat sleepyly on the ground, with his arm still carrying a seat, and he couldn't tell what tonight.

Qian Ai was not so gentle with him anymore, so he reached out and shook his hand in front of him: "Hey, look here, are you going to travel?"

The young man finally returned to his mind, stood up in a few seconds, and glared at Qian Ai for some reason: "Who are you?"

He will not be chased by this person to reality, so he is not afraid of telling himself: "Qian Ai."

But when the young man heard the name, he immediately turned his head and shouted at the money in a bad tone: "It's useless to find your family. We are not married again, and we are not protected by law when we fall in love. I have said that I don't love you anymore. When will you recognize the reality?"

Qian Ai was speechless. The surnames were colliding together, and it was really hard to argue.

When you love, every sentence is like honey. When you don’t love, every word is like a knife. Miss Qian lowers her head and doesn’t speak, her shoulders tremble gently, listen carefully, and there are extremely slight sobs.

Qian Ai has been single for twenty-nine years. He dreamed that he wanted to find a soft girl to hold her hand and felt ache in his heart. He couldn't bear it. He forgot that this was not reality for a moment. He slapped the young man in the head with an extremely sincere feeling: "Can you talk well? Also, break up when you break up, it's okay to travel, you're so full!"

The young man quickly measured the physical difference between himself and Qian Ai, and finally resisted the urge to fight back with hatred, and covered his head and shouted injustice: "It's her who is coming to travel! Do you think I'm happy?"

Qian Ai was caught off guard and subconsciously looked at Miss Qian.

The latter finally raised his head, his face full of tears, and his voice was hoarse: "Yes, I'm going to break up, but I didn't let you bring a new love." At the end of her voice became lighter, but a hint of hatred floated out of the extremely light.

Qian Ai widened his eyes. Isn’t this the fucking scum!

The young man was also surprised, obviously not expecting his girlfriend to have such insight. But soon, he became calm again. Anyway, he was exposed, so he simply explained in one breath: "I told you before that it is wrong for me to change my mind, but the relationship cannot be controlled. I just fell in love with her. I have never loved someone like this. I love her so much that I can give my life for her. Do you understand? I can't travel with you on my back, that's a betrayal of her!"

Qian Ai looked at the young man with a righteous expression and felt his worldview trembling - what kind of fucking fallacies is this?!

Miss Qian suddenly stood up, with tears in her eyes, but her steps firmly towards the young man.

Most of the young man's previous arrogance was instantly destroyed, and he seemed to know that he was in the wrong and unconsciously took a step back half a step.

However, Miss Qian walked to the aisle between the two seats and stopped. She looked at the young man from a distance of not far or near, and asked, "Do you really love her so much?"

The young man nodded without hesitation: "Of course."

He answered too firmly and seriously, with a bright look. Even Qian Ai, who despised him to death, had to say, "For the "third party", this guy may indeed have true love."

In theory, this answer should cause secondary harm to Miss Qian, but unexpectedly, she smiled lightly, even with a hint of sweetness.

"Do you think she loves you?" she asked again.

"Of course." The same answer, the same confidence.

Miss Qian tilted her head and blinked naively: "Then why did she pretend she couldn't get up after we had been arguing for so long?"

The young man was asked and his eyes unconsciously glanced at the seat behind him.

Qian Ai also followed him blanket to look at the fifth seat of the person below, which was covered with a blanket and couldn't see clearly... What's the situation? Break up and travel, current, mistress, and scumbag bought tickets for consecutive seats?!

"Maybe, maybe she doesn't want to embarrass you." The scumbag finally found an excuse for "true love".

Qian Ai rolled his eyes without hesitation. Even he, who had never been in a relationship, knew that "San'er" pretended to be weak at this time, was he afraid of trouble? If you can sacrifice your life for her, they might just treat you as a pastime or even a spare tire!

"Ha, you think of her so gentlely," Miss Qian walked back, but instead of walking towards the scumbag, she walked to the fourth seat and reached out to gently pinched a corner of the blanket, "She was afraid of embarrassing you."

With this soft murmur, Miss Qian lifted the blanket upwards!

In the spacious seat under the blanket, women and men were dressed in disheveled clothes and were in a state of disgrace.

Qian Ai is tall and big, so he doesn't have to walk over. He lowers his head and glances at it. The girl is slightly curled and has a red lip, and the man is handsome and strong, and has developed chest muscles.

The two of them did not act rashly, but calmly maintained their "intimate posture". Their eyes swept over Qian Er who had lifted the blanket. Qian Ai, who was dumbfounded, finally fell on the young man with a trembling face and smiled awkwardly: "Hi."

The slap in the face came too suddenly, and Cupid's heartbreaking sword was still clamped. The young man's legs became weak and he sat back on the chair. Every cell in his body refused such a turn.

Qian Ai also had his legs weak and sat on Wu Sheng's chair. He now knew why the No. 6 seat was empty. But he just talked about what kind of entertainment or spare tires it was, so the plot didn't have to be so exciting! And how did they make it soundless? Is it a soundproof blanket covered!!!

"You are so good." Zhao Yi, who had been looking out the window, slowly stood up, turned around, and did not leave his seat, but stood there quietly, looking at the man and woman behind him. There was no lively smile on his delicate facial features, and only a hint of mockery was left, "I really thought you were here to work with me."

The strong man couldn't calm down this time, so he hurriedly pushed the woman away and tidied up his clothes: "No, listen to my explanation, she and I were just on a whim and were acting on a show..."

Qian Ai's brain hurts, and he has never had such a brain-burning relationship in his life. Zhao Yi and a strong man with short hair are a pair, Qian Er and a young man with glasses are a pair, Qian Er and a young man with a wavy beauty three times Qian Er, got the true love of a young man with a change of heart, and then had a "one-stop relationship" with Zhao Yi's man?

Is it not good to live a simple life!!!

"Wait, Zhao Yi, don't!" The strong man suddenly shouted in panic.

Qian Aihu's body was shocked, and he felt that the girl was going to do something stupid, and was about to pounce on her - no matter what kind of self-harm weapon she took out, he had the confidence to take it down - and found that the girl's hand was still the empty cup at the beginning.

Qian Ai braked in time and did not act recklessly. After all, fiddling with an empty cup is not a big deal... Uh, wait a moment, what is her profession?

With a flash of god, the empty cup in Zhao Yi's hand had magically turned over again and disappeared out of thin air.

The next moment, the roar of the King of Beasts came from seat No. 6.

The roar was shocking, and a gust of wind was blowing in the first class cabin!

Everyone was frightened, their bodies were stiff and they didn't dare to move.

Qian Ai was considered bold, but he took a deep breath, unconsciously pressed his back against the seat, trying not to look at the lion entrenched in the No. 6 seat. At the same time, he was thinking about which one was rescued, running away or pretending to die on the spot, had a higher success rate.

However, the conclusions are pessimistic.

Because this lion, who slept peacefully in the warehouse like a kitten, had completely awakened, and was furious, with sharp and fierce eyes, just like the Golden Lion King.

He remembered that Miss Zhao Yi was a magician.
Chapter completed!