On the day of returning to China, Rong Boye did not use a private plane, probably because he learned the lesson from Song Xiang and An Xuyue last time.
I only booked half of the first-class cabin and left room for others.
However, after boarding the plane, Song Xiang discovered that the entire cabin was filled with his own people.
The Rong family occupies the first half, and the Yan family occupies the second half. Gong Shiheng and Xiao Sheng are also there.
As soon as she sat down, Song Xiang felt someone peeking at her. She glanced back and found that it was An Xuyue.
An Xuyue was caught by her and quickly shrank her neck and hid.
Song Xiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and thought about finding time to explain later.
Yan Han was far away from her, let alone talking, even looking at each other was a luxury.
When we took off, the cabin was quiet.
"Xiao Yan, where are you going?" An Xuyue's voice came from behind.
"Toilet."
Song Xiang became energetic, heard the noise, and glanced to the side. Rong Boye was closing his eyes to rest, looking more like he was asleep.
She bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and then got up.
Passing by Xiao Sheng, Xiao Sheng tutted and turned to ask Gong Shiheng, "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"
Song Xiang: "..."
She didn't hear Gong Shiheng's answer, so she quickly quickened her pace and walked out of the first class cabin first.
She didn't find Yanhan in the first-class bathroom, so she went to the economy class and found that there were very few people in the economy class, which was no different from a charter flight.
Just as she was thinking about it, when she got to the bathroom, she knocked on the door.
There was a click and the door opened. Before she could react, a hand had already clasped her wrist.
In an instant, the person was brought in and pressed against the door panel.
Calm down and look into the man's slightly smiling eyes.
She glared at him, "It scared me to death!"
"Afraid? Didn't you come to me specifically?"
Song Xiang snorted, the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably, and he muttered in a low voice: "It's embarrassing, everyone must know it."
Yan Yanhan hummed, he didn't care whether others knew or not, he just wanted Rong Boye to know.
He clasped Song Xiang's waist with one hand and kissed her lips without any explanation.
"Uh-"
Song Xiang's eyes widened and she was shocked by his ferocious attack. Her legs almost gave out and she quickly put her hands on his shoulders.
The storm was unprecedented.
Feeling that the friction between his lips was a little uncomfortable, he relaxed a little against the corner of her mouth.
"After you get off the plane, where are you going?"
"have no idea……"
Yan Han was unhappy, his mind was racing, thinking of any reason to get her back. Once he entered the Rong family, it would be as difficult as climbing to heaven if he wanted to see her again.
"How about coming back with me? I can't sleep at night without you."
The man spoke softly and rubbed his lips together, so tenderly that it made people dizzy.
Normally, Song Xiang would have already nodded, but Rong Zhe had already asked her several times to pack her things yesterday, and also hinted to her that the Rong family had even prepared a room.
If you don't go, you will be disappointed.
"Xiangxiang?" Yan Han saw that the situation was not good and reminded him in a hoarse voice.
Song Xiang was inconsistent and reached out to grab his shirt, "No, I have already promised...Uncle Rongzhe."
Yan Han almost lost his breath, but patiently continued to coax, "Waiting for you..."
Boom, boom, boom.
Before he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door outside.
"Is there anyone in there?"
Song Xiang was shocked.
It was Rong Zhe's voice.
Looking up and meeting the severe cold eyes, she took the first step and directly covered his mouth to prevent him from talking nonsense.