1021: C1021 Comprehension

C1021 Comprehension

The next day, Little Melon slept till noon and drank a few more glasses last night. It felt like his throat was dry as if it was on fire.

He got up from the bed sleepily and prepared to pour a cup of water. He yawned and said, "This wine is too drunk. Brother Huang, when are we going back to Nanjiang..."

As he spoke, Little Melon suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Turning his head, he saw that the weasel's bed was empty.

"F * ck!"

Little Melon trembled violently as if he had been electrocuted. His sleepiness disappeared along with it. He hurriedly took out his phone from under his pillow and dialed the weasel's number.

Although Small Melon was not completely a member of the Dragon Hall, he had been acting as a weasel instructor for the past few days.

However, the weasel had always been his big brother, and it was all thanks to the weasel that he was able to achieve what he had today.

If anything were to happen to the weasel, he would never be able to live a good life in his heart.

"I'm sorry, the number you have dialed can't be connected for the time being..."

When he heard the warm reminder on the phone, Small Melon's face turned pale instantly. He did not even bother to put on his clothes as he grabbed a bathrobe and draped it on his body before rushing out.

The moment the door opened, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him and bumped into him.

Before Small Melon could curse, he suddenly heard a voice. "You were on stimulants so early in the morning. Are you rushing to be reincarnated?"

Small Melon was stunned. He saw that the weasel and weasel were standing in front of him unharmed.

"Big Brother Yellow, when did you get out? I was scared to death just now. I thought something happened to you!"

Only then did Little Melon relax.

The weasel casually grabbed a portable charger from the table and connected his phone to it. He said, "What kind of joke is this? Who am I, Brother Huang? How can something happen to me?"

"I woke up early in the morning. I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't call you. I also went out to change my clothes and hairstyle. My phone ran out of battery as soon as I arrived at the hotel."

Little Melon looked up and found that the weasel had returned to his red singlet, black pants, and white tourist shoes.

His hairstyle had also become shiny and shiny again.

"Brother Huang, although I feel that you've been quite handsome these few days, I don't know why, but I still feel at ease when I look at your outfit."

Little Melon said with a smile. This was also what he was thinking in his heart.

During this period of time, the weasel was always well-ironed in a suit, but Little Melon always felt that something was not right. It was as if Brother Huang, whom he was extremely familiar with, had suddenly become a stranger.

The weasel took out a cigarette and threw it at the little cucumber. It lit one as well and slowly spat out a mouthful of smoke. It said, "That's because the one I acted out a few days ago was me."

"The current me is the real me. No matter what, I still feel that being myself is more reliable."

The little cucumber gave him a thumbs up. "Brother cucumber, your level of thinking is simply too high. I have to learn more from you in the future."

The weasel smiled faintly and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter who I learn from. The important thing is to bravely face and accept a true self."

The weasel had gained a lot from this trip. It felt like a certain part of its brain had suddenly opened up.

It was like a river that had been blocked for a long time had suddenly been broken open by huge waves. The blocked river water was surging and kowtowing, violently washing away some of the ideas in the depths of his heart.

Shangguan Shufen, who had tortured the weasel badly, might be an angel who had descended to the mortal world to save the weasel.

The plane flying to Nanjiang soared into the sky.1

The weasel washed away all the lead and left its obsession in this city forever.

With his wealth and identity, he naturally sat in the first class cabin.

There were very few passengers in the first class cabin today. Other than the weasel and little melons, there was only a young man in a straight white suit standing diagonally behind him.

The flight attendants in the first class cabin were also young and beautiful. Every ten minutes or so, they would take the initiative to come over and talk to the weasel for various reasons.

For example, they would ask the weasel to fill out an investigation questionnaire, ask if the temperature of the cabin was appropriate, ask if the weasel needed a blanket, and so on.

Although the service of the first class cabin had always been very good, the flight attendant's enthusiasm was clearly a little too much.

The weasel, who had received a huge spiritual baptism, was much more rational than before. It was very clear that although he was a person with a special connotation, however, this leather bag of his was not enough to attract a beautiful flight attendant. Regardless of whether it was her figure or her face, she would definitely fall in love with her at first sight.

So when the flight attendant once again enthusiastically came over to ask if the food that the weasel ate just now was delicious, the weasel revealed a playful smile.

Instead of answering the beautiful air stewardess's question, he turned his head and smiled at the young man dressed in a white suit and said, "Bro, girls are already so proactive. Do you want to respond a little?"

The beautiful flight attendant, whose thoughts were exposed, immediately blushed.

Today, all the flight attendants in the first class cabin were whispering to each other in the kitchen, saying that there was a super handsome man in the first class cabin.

He had an extraordinary bearing, was gentle, and had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and a straight nose. Compared to those feminine young men, this handsome man had a heroic spirit between his eyebrows.

Such a handsome man was extremely rare.

After discussing for a while, the flight attendants finally decided to let one of them be the most attractive one. Moreover, he was still single and had the nickname "Hua Kui" in the company. The flight attendant took the initiative to attack.

How could it be that this little Hua Kui was the type of person who was usually invincible in terms of words, but when he saw a handsome man, he was so terrified that he did not even know where to put his hands.

Countless times, he mustered up his courage and wanted to take the initiative to talk to that handsome man. However, every time he walked into the cabin, he was so disappointing that he did not even have the courage to look at the other party.

In the end, he could only choose that wretched looking, weird-looking man, but he could still be considered a rather polite man to act as a shield to avoid embarrassment.

The handsome man turned his head and smiled at the weasel. Without showing any signs of uneasiness, he smiled at the flight attendant whose face was so red that it seemed like water was about to drip out. "Hello, if it's convenient, before we get off the plane, can I ask for your contact details? "

"Yes... yes..."

The beautiful air stewardess who was nicknamed Hua Kui in the company was so nervous that she could not even speak properly. She ran to the kitchen with two legs and leaned against the cabin as she held her chest and panted heavily.

However, her face and eyes were filled with joy and happiness.

Oh my god, this handsome guy is too perfect!

When he spoke just now, his voice was so pleasant to the ear, just like the Prince in the television series.

When he spoke, he simply did not need to be too gentle.

Furthermore, this handsome man especially knew how to take care of girls. His little trick had clearly been exposed, but the handsome man took the initiative to ask for her contact details.

Such a man was simply the best in the world!

Finished, finished, is he going to fall in love?

No no no, such a perfect handsome man, what if he doesn't like me?

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