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Gently rubbing the aching hand held by him, she was quickly led by the stewardess to sit in her seat, and the stewardess gently reminded her to fasten her seat belt.

After fastening the seat belt, seeing Huo Lingyang sitting not far from her, her beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and she quickly turned her face away.

Before she was seven years old, she had flown many times, but it was the first time for her to fly in first class. Both her grandfather and father were extremely frugal people, and they thought that airplanes were just a means of transportation. Whether it was economy class or first class, they were all the same.
Thinking of grandpa and father, Joy's eyes darkened again, and he quickly closed his eyes to prepare for sleep.

The plane took off quickly, and Joey was a little uncomfortable in the high altitude. He was a little scared even in his sleep, and fine cold sweat broke out on his smooth forehead.

The stewardess noticed her abnormality with keen eyes, and quickly knelt down and asked in concern, "Miss Qiao, what's wrong with you? Are you afraid of heights?"

On the other side, Huo Lingyang was drinking coffee slowly, when he suddenly heard the stewardess' melodious voice, he frowned slightly, followed the voice, and caught a glimpse of Joey leaning on the back of the chair with his eyes closed, his face pale.

The pupils shrank slightly, and the seat belt on his body was already untied with his hands, and he got up and walked towards her.

"Mr. Huo." Seeing Huo Lingyang approaching, the stewardess frowned quickly, and was about to speak, but saw Huo Lingyang suddenly sat down beside her, patted Qiaoyi's clean face and shouted softly, "Joey, wake up."

Joy felt like she had a long, long dream. In the dream, she was in the sea, floating on the sea. Suddenly, a wooden board appeared in front of her eyes. She jumped forward and hugged the board directly.
On the plane, Huo Lingyang looked at Joey who was hugging her waist tightly with a dark face, his face was full of anger, and he grabbed her hand with his big hand, "Joy, let go!"

However, Joy's arms were too tight. No matter how he pushed her, her little hands were like two iron chains, holding him tightly, and even kept rubbing her face against him.
Seeing this, the stewardess laughed quickly, "Mr. Huo, Ms. Qiao seems to think that you make her feel at ease."

"If there is really no other way, this is also possible." She looked down at them, turned and left quickly.

There were sparks on Huo Lingyang's head, and he looked helplessly at the Joey who was holding him and gradually fell into silence, so he had to give up and wanted to read a magazine, but the Joey was like a seat belt, he couldn't even bend down bend.

And with such a soft thing lying on his body, he couldn't read the magazine at all. After thinking about it, he could only stare in a daze.

Joey didn't sleep well during this sleep. He would arch twice from time to time, and every time he arched, Huo Lingyang would tremble. It lasted for nearly an hour before Joey gradually woke up from his sleep.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and there was still a blackness in front of her eyes. Immediately afterwards, a faint woody scent mixed with the smell of tobacco rose from the tip of her nose. She frowned, and suddenly felt that this smelled so much like Huo Lingyang's body.

He arched forward a few more times, and after confirming that it was really the smell of Huo Lingyang, he suddenly woke up, opened his eyes wide and slowly raised his head, and what was imprinted in his eyes was Huo Lingyang's handsome face that was constantly enlarged.