The master goes down the mountain: the beautiful president falls in love with me

A plane flying from the French Empire to Jiangbei City, the capital of Jiangnan Province, is following the route and flying in an orderly manner.

At present, it has entered the territory of country h.

The estimated time of arrival in Jiangbei City is midnight tonight.

It was more than an hour before the plane landed at Jiangbei International Airport.

at this time.

An economy class seat.

There was an aunt wearing a monk's robe, sitting in an inconspicuous corner.

Originally, this position was difficult to attract the attention of others, but this aunt was particularly eye-catching, for no other reason than her godly appearance.

Although she was wearing loose monk robes, she still couldn't conceal her proud figure. She had fair skin, delicate features, and no makeup, but she was still no worse than those first-line female stars.

"Look, that aunt is too pretty, isn't she?"

"Really, why didn't you see her when you got on the plane just now?"

"Yeah, why is she going to the French Empire as an aunt?"

"Didn't we all go to the French Empire auction this flight? That aunt must have gone to the auction too!"

"I haven't seen her at the auction yet? If I had seen her earlier, I should have gone over to strike up a conversation earlier!"

"You've got it, you've just had a mouthful, do you have the guts?"

"That's true, since I was a child, I can't speak when I see a beautiful woman!"

"..."

Just when everyone was discussing the beauty of that aunt.

A strong man with tattoos walked towards the aunt.

"Hello? Beauty, add a WeChat account?"

The tattooed burly man did what no one dared to do.

Everyone looked away.

The aunt said a Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the benefactor, the poor nun does not have WeChat."

The sound is so nice.

It's like the sound of nature.

Everyone felt numb in their hearts.

"I'm going! I love it, I love it!"

"Isn't this voice too nice?"

"Fairies are nothing more than that!"

"Much better than fairies!"

"Big-name singers are not as good as her voice!"

"..."

The strong tattooed man was also fascinated by his aunt's voice.

"Beauty, if you don't have the money to buy a mobile phone, brother can help you buy one, how about it? Tonight with brother, brother will buy you a new fruit phone!"

The tattooed strong man said temptingly.

Everyone's eyes widened upon hearing this.

Such a fairy face value.

This figure!

This waistline!

Such a sweet voice!

A fruit phone is absolutely worth it!

Just when the tattooed man decided that my aunt would not reject him, my aunt said again: "Amitabha, benefactor, the poor nun is a monk and has a dharma name. You can call the poor nun Yilin, but not a beautiful woman!"

"Also, the poor nun has escaped into Buddhism, just wants to concentrate on cultivation, and is not interested in things outside of the body!"

"Also ask the benefactor to respect himself!"

Auntie was very calm.

But even the sullen voice was haunting.

Countless men on the plane have completely fallen.

"It's the best sound I've ever heard!"

"If I can marry such a wife, I can wake up laughing from my dreams!"

"Ten years less life is worth it!"

"..."

The burly man with tattoos glanced contemptuously at those competitors who only dared to flirt, and then turned his gaze to Yilin.

"Yilin? This name is really nice!"

"Brother, I like it so much!"

The tattooed strong man didn't care whether Yilin refused or not, he grabbed the man sitting next to Yilin by the collar, and was about to throw him out, and then sat down by himself.

however.

He didn't even shake it.

"Eh?"

"It's quite powerful!"

The strong tattooed man rolled up his arms and sleeves, grabbing the man's collar with both hands.

"Special!"

"Don't pretend to be asleep for me!"

"I count to three, if you don't take the initiative to leave, I will throw you out of the plane!"

The burly tattooed man stared angrily and roared!

however.

The man didn't respond at all, and was still sound asleep.

This completely angered the tattooed burly man.

"Grass!"

"You asked for this!"

The strong tattooed man tried his best to lift the man up, but found that he couldn't lift it up at all.

Subsequently.

The strong tattooed man took a deep breath and exhausted all his strength, even the veins on his forehead were bursting, but he still couldn't lift it.

This time.

The tattooed strong man's face flushed for a while, obviously a little bit embarrassing.

He spat on the palm of his hand again, rubbed it, and patted his chest. This time, he tried to throw the man out of the seat with all his strength.

but……

Still can't pull it up.

at this time.

The man stretched suddenly.

The tattooed burly man slipped his hand and fell a big ass!

Howled like a pig in pain.

The man yawned nonchalantly.

The little nun Yilin beside her cast a grateful look at the man.

"Dare to ask this benefactor's name?"

Yilin asked.

"The surname is Gao Mingyuan!"

"plateau?"

A look of surprise flashed across Yilin's eyes when he heard this.

She seems to have heard the name before!