Quick Travel: After dressing up as a villain, he is bound to the childbirth system

Chapter 474: The Superior White Lotus x2 Young Master 28

When the plane took off, the golden sunset filled the sky outside the window, and the sun was rising slowly on the other side of the ocean.

It was meal time when Yan Zhu woke up. When he wanted to sit up, he suddenly noticed some warm and subtle breath on his neck. He turned his head and took a look.

The pink eye mask covered the girl's beautiful eyes and the attractive teardrops under her eyes, but her straight nose and red lips were alluring enough.

The warm fragrant nephrite cuddled up against him, and Yan Zhu looked out the window, feeling somewhat peaceful for some reason.

Suddenly there was a turbulence in the ground and the plane bumped. Yan Zhu subconsciously stretched out his arm to protect Zhu Baishao.

The girl's head slid deep into his neck, rubbed it, and found a comfortable position to continue sleeping soundly.

This unconscious dependence made Yan Zhu's eyes darken.

The two of them were like swans crossing their necks, their posture was so intimate that he could clearly smell the faint fragrance of the girl.

It's not the high-priced, but still can't hide the rancid appearance of those places where people live in a life of luxury and intoxication, but it's like the fragrance of the soul that comes from the girl's bones and her white and tender skin.

At this moment, some kind of indescribable heart palpitations surged into Yan Zhu's chest at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

He refused the meal brought by the stewardess and remained in this position, letting Zhu Baishao fall asleep.

……

When we got off the plane, the sun was high in the country, but it was dark and gloomy on the other side of the ocean.

A flight that lasts for more than ten hours will undoubtedly make people feel tired.

Yan Zhu just made a phone call, and not long after, an Aston Martin drove up in front of them.

"Let's go to the hotel to rest first."

Zhu Baishao looked at the foreign country under the night and breathed out softly.

The black car body quickly blended into the hazy night.

When he arrived at the hotel, Yan Zhu went to the bathroom without saying a word and took a hot shower.

When he came out in his bathrobe, Zhu Baishao had already entered the small suite inside.

He went over and pressed the door handle tentatively, and the door opened instantly.

Yan Zhu raised his eyebrows. You must know that when Zhu Baishao stayed at his house before, he always locked the door of his room.

He walked in. There were her bag and mobile phone on the bedside table, but she was not here.

A gust of wind blew up the curtains, and Yan Zhu saw a shadowy figure on the small balcony without lights.

He took two steps that way and heard faint sobs, and Yan Zhu stopped.

The girl's disheveled hair was messed up by the wind, while she held on to the railing, stood on tiptoe, and tried her best to look out.

He couldn't see her expression, but he heard a very thin murmur.

"...I'm not a burden, I have people who love me, people who care about me, people who care about me and are willing to travel across the ocean to show me different scenery..."

Yan Zhu's peach blossom eyes drooped, and the smile at the corner of his mouth faded instantly, and he didn't know what he felt in his heart.

Love - I like her. After all, she is so beautiful and she is completely his ideal type. But love, he is not sure.

He cares - maybe, he also cares about raising a kitten or puppy.

Keep it in mind and travel across the ocean - maybe...

Yan Zhu turned around and walked away on the carpet, his eyes deep and cold, but there were some faint ripples deep in his eyes.

When he walked outside, he passed by the wine cabinet and picked up a bottle.

Zhu Baishao turned around on the balcony and smiled as he looked at the gauze curtains blown up by the wind.

……

The next day, the morning sun jumped over the high-rise buildings, and the glass reflected colorful rays of light.

Yan Zhu seemed to be fine, still casually leading Zhu Baishao out of the hotel.

That Aston Martin showed up again yesterday.

"Go to South Coast Plaza." Yan Zhu put his hand on Zhu Baishao's shoulder and told the driver in front of him calmly.

Zhu Baishao's beautiful eyes just looked at all kinds of people outside, without much opinion on where he was going.

South Coast Plaza is a famous luxury shopping mall. Yan Zhu brought her here because he was also affected by the words he heard last night.

He was not sure how long his interest in Zhu Bai Shao could last. What he could guarantee was that when she was with him, she could have what other girls had.

He will be good to her.

It's good for girls. It's not very simple. Take her shopping.

Most of the rich kids Yan Zhu knew were VIP customers in luxury stores. They didn't use bags, jewelry, and cosmetics for themselves, but just used them to coax little girls.

There are many Chinese tourists in the square, and there is always a sense of intimacy when seeing people of the same skin color in a foreign country.

Seeing Zhu Baishao once again nodding and smiling with several male tourists, Yan Zhu lowered his eyes and glanced at her, his knuckled hands slid from her shoulders to her waist, and with a strong force, he pulled her to his side, and the two of them body Pasted together.

"Your boyfriend is next to you, how dare you flirt with others?"

Yan Zhu pinched her cheek with his other hand.

Zhu Baishao raised his head and looked at him, "There's no frowning, it's just a nod, just to say hello..."

"I don't know you, how do you say hello?"

Yan Zhu simply put one hand around her waist, played with her green fingers with the other, and hugged her forward.

Like it or not, men have an unusually possessive desire for everything related to them.

Not to mention that Yan Zhu has a rebellious temperament. He wants to live if he loves, and wants to die if he hates.

Stores of the world's top brands opened their doors here one after another. Yan Zhufeng pointed at them one by one, "Hermes, CHANEL, Cartier, Louis Vuitton..."

"Bags, jewelry, watches, you can choose whatever you like. Master Yan will pay for it today."

He raised his chin slightly, and in a calm and unhurried voice, he named several top luxury stores in front of him. His dark pupils had a clear light, and he had the arrogance and frivolity in his bones.

Zhu Baishao was still holding her previous canvas bag in her hand, with a bare face, completely different from the women who came and went here, with exquisite make-up and famous brands all over their bodies.

There are many friends around me who have Internet celebrities, young models and even 18th-tier starlets. They are nominally their girlfriends, but in fact that's all.

Yan Zhu has seen a lot and knows about women's little thoughts, vanity, and desire for comparison. She also wants to have the brand-name bags that her sisters have.

And he, Yan Zhu, would never treat his own people badly, especially his first girlfriend.

In a sense, it was his first love.

first love...

These two words were rolled up and flattened by Yan Zhu on the tip of his tongue, and his heart felt inexplicably soft.

"Which one do you like? Or should I accompany you to see them all? Buy whichever one you like, and you can have both."

Zhu Baishao looked up at him, her eyes sparkling, "I don't need it."

"Ok?"

Yan Zhu was still squeezing her soft and delicate fingers in his hand, looking down at her with eyes that seemed to contain a gentle smile and a vague scrutiny.

"unnecessary?"