Quick-wearing male god skin is sweet

Chapter 135 The Cold and Cutie 9
With a generous smile, Yan Ge looked away, looked at the approaching stewardess, and ordered a glass of champagne.

After the stewardess responded politely, she turned to look at Bo Yan who was standing up, and respectfully said, "Sir, please go back to your seat and fasten your seat belt. You can ring the service bell if necessary."

Slightly narrowing his cold eyes, he stared at the stewardess indifferently.

Bo Yan's voice is deep and sweet, as gorgeous as the sound of a piano, "No need, I'm going to the bathroom."

After speaking, he walked to the bathroom.

With this good voice, listening to Yan Ge is very comfortable.

There was a hint of a smile in his eyes, and the buzzing sound rang in his mind.

[Congratulations to the host, the target's favorability value for you has increased by 1%. 】

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Returning to his seat, Bo Yan's eyes were vaguely staring at the electronic screen in front of him in a daze.

The thick long eyelashes blinked slowly, and the pair of light brown pupils, which were as beautiful as glass, were in a daze, but also had a cool taste.

Knuckles' delicate long fingers tapped the small table.

The sound of "da, da, da" sounded casually.

At this moment, an advertisement suddenly scrolled on the electronic screen in front of him.

In the soft and retro picture, a phonograph with a sense of age is playing a melodious tune, and a bottle of perfume with an oriental artistic design atmosphere is placed next to it.

There was a letter under the perfume, the letter was beautifully written, and a pair of plain white hands slowly picked it up.

The emerald green jade bracelet slowly slid down the woman's slender arm, her skin was as white as snow.

The camera moves far away here, and the elegant cheongsam is worn on a good-looking oriental woman with a slender waist.

The hairpin inserted in the bun is warm in color, echoing the exquisite pearl earrings on the woman's earlobe.

When the eyelids were slightly raised, the pupils under the woman's curled eyelashes were black and white, and they were gentle and elegant.

With a slight smile, she is as elegant as a chrysanthemum.

The beauty is not ostentatious, but it can leave a deep impression on people.

This is a perfume advertisement shot by Ji Fan. The brand uses her elegant temperament to interpret the taste of this perfume.

The video, which was less than 1 minute long, spread wildly on the Internet after it was released, and it was almost sold out shortly after it went public.

After the commercial was played, Bo Yan lightly frowned Junjun.

The eye contact just now, the sensory impact is much stronger than this ad...

Thinking about it, Bo Yan's complexion suddenly turned pale, and the blood on his lips also faded.

His slender fingers trembled, and he hurriedly took out a small jar of sugar from his pocket.

A few strange black particles poured into his palm, the crease between his brows deepened, he sent them into his mouth, and sucked the root of his tongue.

The bitter and cool taste melted in the mouth, but Bo Yan felt relieved, gradually relieved the frown from frowning, and gently closed his eyes.

The sudden heart convulsions have gradually eased.

The shadow cast by the long eyelashes under the eyelids is lonely.

After half a year, suffering from illness again, Bo Yan felt helpless deep in his heart...

A few hours later, Bo Yan, who had fallen asleep, was suddenly awakened by a whisper.

When the eyelashes were opened, the sleepiness dissipated in the icy pupils.

Immediately, he was slightly stunned.

His mobile phone was being held in the hands of a slender woman.

The owner of the hand has a pair of Ruifeng eyes, and the smile in the pupil is soft and amazing.

Seeing Bo Yan woke up, Yan Ge gently threw the phone into his arms, and said in a soft voice, "Don't drop it again. Although the average quality of the first-class passengers is very high, but just in case no?"

As she spoke, she raised her willow eyebrows a few times, which was obviously playful.

Bo Yan blinked in a daze, and was about to open his mouth to say thank you.

Yan Ge turned around and returned to his seat.

(End of this chapter)