Zhou Xing locked the bedroom door with his backhand.
Anya and Luo Qianqian looked at each other. They might have been a little unsure before, but now they are completely sure. Zhou Xing is full of bad news.
"Husband, you asked us to come in. What do you want to say?"
Anya opened her big eyes and tried to get through.
Zhou Xing smiled faintly and casually hung his coat on the hanger: "You two, as flight attendants on this flight, did not provide much service. I am very dissatisfied...
So I’m going to teach you a lesson and make you pay more attention next time.”
Anya's long eyelashes trembled, and then she pursed her lips and said, "We want to serve you well, but you didn't let us do that, and there's nothing we can do about it."
"It's okay, we can serve you now."
Anya suddenly panicked: "Husband... I wouldn't let you bully others like this. This is still on a plane and your friends are still there. How embarrassing."
"Are you right, Qianqian?"
Anya turned around to find reinforcements, but found Luo Qianqian sitting there, silent as if she hadn't heard her words.
In the blink of an eye.
Zhou Xing had already arrived in front of her: "It's okay...the engine is so loud. He's not a stewardess and can't run back and forth. He just sits on the seat and can't hear it at all."
"Then he is not a fool. We have been in the bedroom for so long, and he always knows something. He even calls me sister-in-law. How can I meet people in the future?"
Anya subconsciously wanted to push Zhou Xing away, but she felt the breath from Zhou Xing's nose spraying on her face, and her body suddenly went limp, unable to exert any strength at all.
"As flight attendants, your current responsibility is to serve customers well. Customers are God."
But Zhou Xing couldn't help but not give Anya a chance: "As for...the rest of the matter, we'll talk about it later."
Anya's red lips parted slightly.
However, he already noticed that Zhou Xing was approaching and was immediately blocked.
Struggled for a moment.
Anya also unknowingly hugged Zhou Xing, closed her eyes... and started to breathe a little faster.
............
Deng Jian put down his phone a little depressed.
He looked up and looked out the porthole.
The chat he had with his girlfriend just now was not very pleasant.
At first, my girlfriend's attitude was a little perfunctory, saying that she was catching the high-speed train and was in a hurry to get home... and didn't have much time.
However, when Deng Jian sent pictures of going on a private jet.
My girlfriend's interest in chatting has become much higher.
He was still making innuendoes and asking if he bought the private jet.
Deng Jian didn't hide it either.
Frankly speaking, this is Zhou Xing’s plane.
My girlfriend suddenly became a little excited and overly active. She had never been so enthusiastic before.
Deng Jian was very happy at first.
But then I gradually started to feel something was not quite right.
Because my girlfriend has been paying attention to Zhou Xing and asked Deng Jian... She was also very curious about Zhou Xing and asked if they could have a meal together when they were free.
As a boy, Deng Jian naturally patted his chest and responded in front of girls.
What's the problem?
His relationship with Zhou Xing is very good.
But his girlfriend started asking again and testing... asking him for Zhou Xing's contact information.
Explain that Zhou Xing is very famous.
Everyone in the school was very curious about him, and she was not surprised. She wanted this contact information just because she thought Zhou Xing was Deng Jian's good brother.
I am Deng Jian's girlfriend, so I should familiarize myself with her in advance to avoid being too embarrassed when we go out to eat.
Then her friends also wanted to get to know Zhou Xing, so they asked for Zhou Xing's contact information.
Although Deng Jian has a love brain... he has no love experience.
But he's not stupid.
Even if you are too obtuse, you can still find a trace of a problem. My girlfriend has a big problem.
Recall what Zhou Xinghe said just now.
He started to try...asking his girlfriend to help him manage his living expenses.
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As soon as this issue was mentioned, his girlfriend was no longer so enthusiastic, but became cold, and finally lost her temper directly at Deng Jian.
She said that she was doing this for Deng Jian's good and wanted to help him manage his living expenses well to prevent him from spending money lavishly.
I didn't even think about asking for his money, how could I think so about myself.
If this is really the case, there is no need to continue the conversation and just break up.
Deng Jian panicked again instantly.
After coaxing for a while, I didn’t dare to mention the living expenses anymore, so I offered to provide Zhou Xing’s contact information and go out for a meal together next semester as compensation.
Of course, the premise is that Zhou Xing’s consent needs to be obtained.
Only then did my girlfriend feel satisfied.
Deng Jian sighed slightly, feeling a little disappointed.
Thinking of Zhou Xing's two well-behaved stewardess girlfriends, and Min Sishi, who was also like a little bird in front of him, extremely dependent on each other.
Why is it completely different when you come here?
Thought for a moment.
Deng Jian didn't think of a reason, so he could only give up.
"wrong."
Deng Jian frowned slightly.
He glanced at the time again...looking suspiciously at the bedroom door, which was still closed.
No sign of opening at all.
It's been half an hour...what's the point of talking about for so long?
"I think it's been too long since we last met, so we have endless things to talk about. The lovers are staying together and talking quietly."
Deng Jian was a little jealous and envious.
These couples really look like lovers.
He was probably in the bedroom at this time, cuddling, talking and laughing.
Why did you end up here?
I don’t feel the sweetness of love at all, but only the bitterness?
"well......"
Deng Jian sighed deeply again, thinking that when the plane landed, he must find Zhou Xing and learn from his master... He also wanted to be like Zhou Xing, the master of the family.
How can I be manipulated by my girlfriend when I manipulate my girlfriend? This would be too embarrassing.
Deng Jian clenched his fists.
His eyes were full of perseverance.
Another hour later.
The door to the bedroom was still closed, with no intention of opening it.
Although Deng Jian was slightly confused.
But more of it is envy.
There must have been too much talking between this couple, but it’s better if I didn’t see or hear it, so as not to be on pins and needles and regret that I took this flight.
You will even be so envious that your back teeth will be broken.
Alone now.
It's quite comfortable and I can do whatever I want. The only thing is that my girlfriend doesn't have much time and can't chat with me.