Flash Marriage Royal Sister CEO, my sister dotes on me to the heavens

Thinking of this, Fang Mo put away his melancholy thoughts.

Familiar faces appeared in my mind again.

Staring at the land in the sky below, he felt a strong sense of reluctance once again.

I am a Chinese, and the blood of the descendants of Yan and Huang is flowing in my bones.

In the end, he had to go to the United States to escape many crises.

Countless relatives and friends have said goodbye to each other, and they may not know when they will see each other again.

But what he was most worried about was Lao Fang and his wife.

Fortunately, Fang Mo left a bodyguard for his parents in advance.

Wanyan Zhenting!

The eldest son of Patriarch Wanyan!

Although this guy disappeared for a long time, Fang Mo knew in his heart that Wanyan Zhenting would never betray him.

He has always been hiding in the dark to guard the safety of his parents.

As for betrayal...

Haha, at least anyone with brains should be able to tell the difference between a full meal and a full meal.

He could cure the Miao poison in his body all by himself.

Unless Wanyan Zhenting has a brain problem, he will fall back into the embrace of the 'Skull'.

What's more, today's skull's perfect appearance has brought so much trouble and nonsense to China.

From today on, whether an organization like the 'Skull' will continue to exist is another matter.

Guoan needs an outlet to vent its anger.

The 'Skull' happened to be the trigger for this, and they couldn't run away.

Thinking of this, Fang Mo couldn't help but have a moment of silence for Kumura Shiho.

Everyone else in the Sichuan Qing tribe also depends on Fang Mo's Huayitang pharmaceutical company for survival.

Even for the sake of these clan members, Wanyan Zhenting's loyalty is self-evident.

This is why, when bringing these Sichuan Qing compatriots back to Hong Kong City, Fang Mo did not ask Wanyan Zhenting to contact the National Security staff to record files and information on the first day. God assigned Wanyan Zhenting a task.

As a result, he missed the time to organize the registration of these Sichuan Qing refugees.

Because his original intention was that he did not want Wanyan Zhenting to have a public identity.

Only the Wanyan Zhenting of Kurohu will show 100% absolute loyalty to him.

This is a back-up that Fang Mo left for himself...

In this way, even if Wanyan Zhenting breaks up with Fang Mo one day in the future and wants to register at the household registration office, he will be rejected immediately.

After all, all the Sichuan Qing compatriots had been brought out by Fang Mo to complete registration on that day.

Who will admit that he is a Chinese citizen who cannot even provide a birth certificate?

As he thought about it, Fang Mo's thoughts gradually stabilized.

Probably everything is in order!

Except for myself and my wife, the future is bleak...

Thinking of this, Fang Mo's eyelids became slightly heavy. He hadn't stopped to think since he boarded the plane, and he didn't know how many brain cells he had lost.

At this moment, my consciousness became heavier and heavier, and I was obviously tired...

The medical skills exchange competition turned the tide and made an extreme comeback, planning for weeks to arrest the little king.

Finally, because his identity was exposed, he had to flee China.

So much happened in one day.

Even a high-ranking female entrepreneur like Ning Yuelan is well-informed.

Unable to withstand the torment, they all fell into sleep.

Fang Mo's fatigue was self-evident.

As a result, his consciousness gradually blurred and he fell asleep.

……

I don't know how long it took, but Fang Mo felt sore all over.

Even though the recliner on the plane is extremely ergonomically designed, the position is still not as refreshing as Simmons sleeping in the hotel.

As soon as he woke up, Fang Mo got up with a sore back and didn't want to stay in bed for a second longer.

After moving his limbs, he opened his sleepy eyes and glanced around with squinted eyes.

Still on the plane.

It is a full forty hours' journey from China to the United States.

It’s not realistic to arrive in the United States as soon as you wake up.

Fang Mo's arms were a little stiff from sleeping, and he didn't know when a small blanket was draped over him.

But as he jumped up from the chair, the blanket also fell to the ground.

"woke up?"

At this moment, a clear female voice sounded not far away.

Fang Mo followed the sound and saw that Ning Yuelan had changed into maternity clothes and was sitting on another seat not far away, holding a copy of "My Years as the King of Hackers" and looking at him slimly.

That pretty face, whose delicate facial features had been changed by the silver needle, became slightly ordinary, and her iconic autumn eyes were still full of tenderness.

Watching Fang Mo wake up.

She put down the "King of Hackers" in her hand...

"Still sleepy?"

Hearing this, Fang Mo stretched out with a smile and shook his head slightly.

"We will arrive in the United States in an hour."

Ning Yuelan nodded. After saying this, the old couple did not even have a passionate kiss without brushing their teeth.

The next moment, Ning Yuelan turned sideways and pointed at the dessert on a small table behind her.

There are blueberries, strawberries, mangoes, watermelon, pudding...

Anyway, the staple food is missing!

"Well, the conditions on the plane are simple, and these are the only things you can eat. If you don't like it, you can only ask them to heat up some instant food or cook instant noodles for you."

Halfway through her words, Ning Yuelan smiled sweetly, walked over and took Fang Mo's arm;

"But I guess my husband wants to eat dessert, right? Adding a little sugar can be refreshing..."

This kind of arrogance is really rare.

Obviously those sweets are what Sister Ning Yu loves to eat.

But now she is pregnant, a sour girl.

What the hell does she like to eat sweets?

Are you planning to give birth to a little sweet girl for me?

Because Fang Mo was heavy-minded and still thinking about the ghost cards, he was not in the mood to joke, so he adjusted his expression and grinned softly;

"I'm going to wash up first. Have you contacted Yan Xiaoman?"

"I got in touch. From the tone of her voice, it seems that she has been living a good life in the United States for the past six months. She has even gotten married."

"get married?"

Fang Mo was stunned.

Yan Xiaoman hadn't seen her in just half a year. After leaving Jiangcheng, they actually got married after seeing her again.

It really feels like things are different and people are different!

Fang Mo clicked his tongue and didn't ask any more questions, but a question emerged in his mind.

Is Yan Ruan Ruan Yan Xiaoman’s biological sister?

My sister got married and I didn’t notify my sister?

Or does it mean that when the elder sister is getting married, the younger sister doesn’t have to attend?

Yan Ruan Ruan has been hanging out with the couple almost all the time in the past six months.

I’ve never heard Yan Ruan Ruan mention her elder sister’s marriage before!

Could it be that even Yan Ruan Ruan, who is her younger sister, doesn’t know about this?

A sense of absurdity emerged in Fang Mo's heart.

He didn't ask any more questions and turned around and entered the bathroom of the plane.

After simply brushing your teeth and washing your face.

Fang Mo walked up to Sister Ning Yu. The cabin was a little small, and he felt a little depressed after staying there for a long time.

I noticed that Ning Yuelan was still holding "My Years as the King of Hackers" seriously.

He paused, raised his hand and pointed at the opening and said;

"Can you understand this book? If you have any questions you don't understand, you can always ask me."

"Why do I feel like you have no problem at all? This will make people a little frustrated!"

Hearing this, Ning Yuelan burst into laughter;

"Frustration? Isn't this what you wrote yourself? It's not a collection of questions that you don't understand. I can't understand it, so you feel a sense of accomplishment?"

Facing a couple playing charades over a novel, the flight attendants around them were also a little confused.

What are these two people talking about? Isn’t it just a novel?

Anyone who can read should be able to understand it, right?

"The Years I Was the King of Hackers", judging from the name, it should be a mindless and enjoyable book.

Is there anyone who can’t understand this?

In fact, Fang Mo is still a little stuck. He has been so busy recently that he feels dizzy.

Fang Mo was still a little uncomfortable with the sudden change of environment. Coupled with the visual pressure brought by the small space, it was easy for people to feel sleepy again.

After taking two bites of dessert, he leaned on the chair and took a nap again.

When Ning Yuelan saw this, she smiled with a motherly aura like coaxing a child, stretched out her jade finger and gently flicked her husband's forehead with a playful expression, and then said with a chuckle;

"How old are you? When you are tired, you say you are tired. When you are exhausted, you say you are exhausted."

"I was so sleepy that I fell asleep immediately after eating two mouthfuls of food, and I still talked harshly."

"Everywhere in my body, except for that area, I have the toughest mouth."