Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

take off?

Yan He didn't take a blanket this time, but wrapped himself up head-to-head.

She couldn't sleep anyway.

With a flight lasting more than two hours, there was no need to embarrass herself, and she was too lazy to spend two hours trying to get sleepy.

When I open the video sent by Jessie, I don’t feel out of place when I watch it through my sunglasses.

The gray vision and the sound in the headphones seemed to temporarily isolate her from the outside world.

Make her feel safe.

Except for herself, everything else has nothing to do with her.

"Hello, this is the warm water you asked for."

The back of her white hand broke into her sight, and then a water glass was placed on the table.

Follow the figure in your peripheral vision.

The stewardess smiled at herself with a kind face: "Your companion asked us to deliver it to you."

Yan He subconsciously glanced at the two positions in front, but they were tightly blocked.

Can't see anything.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. If you need anything, you can call us anytime."

"it is good."

As soon as the person left, Yan He picked up the phone again and looked at it for less than a minute.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the water standing in front of him.

The advice from Yan's mother and Zhou Zhiyun swirled in my mind.

Finally, I took out the medicine in my bag and took it.

If there is still no improvement before going back, the medicine can be stopped.

Yan He felt that the service attitude of the airline he bought this time was very good.

She watched the video for a long time and her eyes were a little tired.

The other party promptly sent her a hot compress neck patch and steam eye mask so that she could rest for a while.

Without further interruption, he turned around and left.

"..."

Yan He held the disassembled eye mask in his hand.

He looked away from the flight attendant's thin but handsome figure and blinked strangely.

But didn't delve into it.

Although I couldn't sleep, I could still close my eyes and rest.

During the flight, a flight attendant came over to introduce the evening meal for this flight, but she refused.

But the service didn't end there.

After the other party brought a glass of water and a plate of fruit again.

"Thank you, don't bother me anymore, I don't have any other needs."

"Okay, then please take it easy and call us if you need it."

"Okay, thank you."

Yan He picked up the phone, and before he could type, a message came over first.

Jessie: [OKOK, I won’t bother you anymore, don’t worry. ]

Apparently he had already guessed how she would react.

Everyone has already said so.

Of course, Yan He didn't need to say anything more. He replied with a thank you and put down the phone.

Sure enough, it went all the way to the ground.

I never received any warm service from the stewardess.

None of the passengers around me wore eye masks or neck patches.

It should not be within the scope of such aviation services.

After all, he had troubled others. Out of gratitude, Yan He subconsciously smiled politely at the other person before getting off the plane.

Along the way out, the eyes around her looked at her face from time to time.

Every now and then, it’s particularly obvious.

It’s hard to pretend not to see it.

The way she hesitated to speak almost made her think there was something on her face.

He even reached out and touched it.

Nothing.

He said helplessly: "Jessie."

"Why do you have a steam eye mask?"

Unable to bear it any longer, Jessie reached out and pointed at her neck: "And this."

That look on her face made her look like someone with a bad heart.

The only thing written on his face was the words "Even if you have such good things, you won't give them to me".

"..."

Yan He's steps stagnated.

His originally uninterested eyes were replaced by surprise in an instant.

"Didn't you ask the staff to help me?"

Jessie was even more confused: "I don't have it, I don't even have it myself."

Her steam eye mask was taken out of the suitcase and packed up for check-in.

And she didn’t have a neck gaiter.

"You probably didn't eat much at night. I just asked her to bring you a glass of water and a plate of fruit."

Thinking that she didn't wear sunglasses or a hat when she got on the plane today.

"Sure enough, great beauties are prone to receive preferential treatment. I can't be considered a beauties, so why don't you give me one?"

"Is it because we are equally beautiful?"

Jessie walked forward muttering, still fussing over her words, and heard no movement behind her.

Turning his head subconsciously.

The beautiful lady stood there in a daze, and for once she was not in a hurry to leave.

I don’t know what I’m thinking.

"Yan He? Yan He? Yan He!"

"Ok?"

"What's wrong?"

"fine."

Yan He was pulled back from his thoughts, tightened the strap on his shoulders, and followed with Qin on his back.

"Let's go."

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On the empty and dark stage, a bright light shines in the middle.

But this time it was even brighter.

She is standing in the middle of the stage, as beautiful and elegant as a goddess in the sky.

Wearing a gray-blue off-shoulder long skirt, she completely highlighted her slender and graceful figure.

Her fair face shines under the light, and her thick black hair is stunningly beautiful.

Because her appearance is so superior, she was once described by netizens as "the fugitive princess in Rose Manor" because of a rose dress.

It's probably as bright as the bright moon.

But her professionalism on the violin often makes people get lost in it.

No one can deny it.

When Yan He is playing the violin, he is the most eye-catching.

The cheerful but gentle music is like an elf, summoned by the goddess, flowing continuously in the concert hall and getting into the hearts of those present.

Constantly baptizing their believers.

They have such magic.

People's emotions rise and fall with them, and they are reluctant to leave after entering the world woven by the goddess.

But often when the meaning is still lingering, we have already pulled away.

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"Clap clap clap..."

Yan He controlled the strength in his hands and finished the last note.

Amidst the continuous applause, he bowed slightly towards the audience.

After the curtain falls.

She was relieved.

The hand holding the violin trembled slightly, and he turned around and returned to the backstage lounge from the side.

The concert is over.

Although there was still something to say, everyone left in an orderly manner from both sides.

The man sitting in the middle of the front row was motionless, staring in the direction of the stage.

Because of the frown, the already three-dimensional facial features gradually became sharper.