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The long journey is always very boring. Even when sleeping, you will wake up intermittently. Open your eyes and find that the plane is still flying, and there is only a limited place for you to move around. You can only sit in a daze, find something to do, or continue to sleep.

Ye Qiyin pulled down his blindfold and subconsciously looked to the side. The "suspected ex-boyfriend" sitting next to her leaned back on the seat, as if she had fallen asleep.

He sleeps quietly and beautifully with his eyes closed, like a carefully crafted sculpture by God, and every place is so perfect that it makes people unable to look away.

Ye Qiyin stared at him for a long time. The man in his sleep seemed to feel something, and his eyelashes moved slightly.

Is he going to wake up?

Ye Qiyin immediately withdrew her gaze, afraid that he would find herself peeping at him, wouldn't that be embarrassed, as if she had never seen a man.

Indeed, in recent years abroad, she has seen not many handsome guys who can compete with Fu Yuanying.

It is said that handsome guys abroad have high noses, broad eyebrows, deep eyes, blue eyes, and handsomeness, which makes people bleeding from the nose, but in her opinion, that's the case.

Perhaps because she is from Dongcheng, she always feels that the beauty of handsome foreign men is a pleasing painting depicted by fine lines. The handsome men in China are not only pleasing to the eye, but also an indescribable charm unique to the East.

Just like the excellent foreign watercolors or sketches, like domestic ink and water landscape paintings, each has its own advantages, but she prefers the touching charm of domestic paintings.

And the man in front of me is simply the best in landscape paintings, and it can catch a person's soul by just a glance.

Ye Qiyin turned his gaze away, and before the man could wake up, he heard a noticeable sound of breathing coming from the diagonally in front of a corridor.

Fu Yuanying finally opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Qiang who was marveling, just like Ye Qiyin.

Zhang Qiang's expression was like seeing a ghost, but he was not that frightened, and more incredible.

This is also easy to understand. After all, the girl he thought that Fu Yuanying had been staring at was just a bit similar to Ye Qiyin.

Who would have thought that the girl would become herself in a blink of an eye, so who would not be shocked or surprised if she saw it?

"What's wrong?" Ye Qiyin saw the other person's expression and knew that the other person must have recognized him. However, the expression on this person's face was very subtle, which made Ye Qiyin feel that she really had a different relationship with the men around her.

But why is it unusual? Ye Qiyin can’t be seen for the time being.

Zhang Qiang was stunned for a while, and when the girl spoke, he rubbed his eyes as if he had woken up from a dream. But no matter what he did, he really felt that the woman sitting next to their young master was Ye Qiyin.

What kind of fate is this?

It's even more tormenting than a bad fate!

Zhang Qiang always thought that it was normal for his young master to lose his love for the first time, and it was normal for him to get out of two or three years, but as long as the time was long enough, three or five years, seven or ten years, the young master would sooner or later forget her and would come out of the love that tortured him so much that he was desperate.

But who would have thought that God always likes to make such jokes. When the young master was about to get sick, she actually appeared like this, so even what they expected was that as long as Fu Yuanying was "seriously ill", his desire to get better after he recovered was disappointed.
Chapter completed!