Yu Chuxia watched helplessly as Ji Qinghe spoke to the waiter in authentic American English: "Sorry, I-don't-understand..."
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The entire first class cabin suddenly fell silent.
The beautiful flight attendant blinked her beautiful eyes and stared at Ji Qinghe for a while, then she picked up the box with orange juice neatly and poured it down and said, "Oh, can you drink orange juice?"
After saying that, she handed the poured orange juice to Ji Qinghe's lap.
Ji Qinghe was holding orange juice in his lap and was so stuck that he didn't know what to say.
The flight attendant continued to look at Li Peipei with a smile and asked: "Miss, what would you like to drink?"
"He also asked for orange juice." Li Peipei said to the flight attendant while suppressing a smile.
"Okay, please wait a moment." The stewardess poured orange juice for Li Peipei with a calm expression, and continued to push the cart towards Nie Hanqiu and Chu Xia without even looking at Ji Qinghe.
"coffee."
"Red boiled water, thank you."
Nie Hanqiu and Chu Xia spoke at the same time.
"Okay, wait a minute." The stewardess smiled and handed them what they asked for, then asked a few passengers behind Yidong, and then pushed the trolley out of the first class cabin.
Li Peipei and Chu Xia, who had been holding back their laughter, suddenly burst into earth-shattering laughter.
"Hahahaha... Sorry, I-don't-understand!" Chu Xia couldn't help stretching her legs to push Ji Qinghe in front of her, imitating the way he just shut up, and repeated, "Ji Qinghe, I can do it, Net I dare to apply all the jokes in reality??"
Ji Qinghe let Chu Xia push him with some depression, stretched out his legs and scratched his head and said angrily: "Why doesn't she read the lines according to the lines??"
"Ha..." Even Nie Hanqiu couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.
"That means there are a lot of people with the same short-circuit in their brains as me!" Li Peipei laughed so hard that she punched the small table on the plane and said to Ji Qinghe: "I guess those flight attendants beg to be forgotten every day like us when they go out. People who take medicine have been exposed to it several times, and they have become conditioned reflexes."
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Ji Qinghe was speechless.
It takes more than ten hours to fly from N city to the United States.
On the plane, you can neither use WeChat nor browse Weibo. In early summer, you have to hug the pillow, lean on the seat, stare at the small TV screen in front of you, and change the channels out of boredom.
As night fell, after dinner on the plane, most of the passengers were already drowsy because there was no entertainment.
Chu Xia looked around Yidong. Among the passengers, some were wearing blindfolds and leaning back on their chairs. Some were huddled in the corners wearing the blankets issued by the plane. Some were nestled in their seats in very twisted postures. They The various forms show the boring sleeping positions on the plane.
She turned around and glanced at Nie Hanqiu, who was walking beside her.
His deep eyes were slightly closed, and his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow in the eye sockets. His legs were braced on his knees, his back straight, and he squeezed her breasts tightly in his legs. leg.
Even in such a gloomy atmosphere in the cabin, he was still as dazzling as the breeze and the bright moon.
(End of chapter)