Kiss You, Sweetheart

Thank you, God!

Bo en turned off the machine, closed his eyes and pressed down his tears.

She's in economy class, by the window. After the plane ascended, Bo en en put down the window block to cover the sunshine outside and closed his eyes to sleep.

He was dazed until the voice of the stewardess asking the guests next to her for a drink vaguely came to his ear.

She raised her wrist and looked at her watch. The plane had been flying for two hours, but it was still about ten hours away from country W.

"What would you like to drink, miss?" Beautiful stewardess, smiling politely, asked in warm voice.

Bo en glanced at the wine on the cart. Although she saw red wine, she knew that it was very common. The real good wine is in the bar cabin.

Bo en never wanted to make do with red wine, and she didn't want to drink any drinks, so she waved her hand: "no, thank you."

The stewardess nodded with a smile and went to ask the next guest.

Bo en was sleepy and raised the baffle. Looking out of the window at the blue sky and the pure white clouds, his heart felt washed.

Bo en looked at it for a while and felt a little bored. He unfastened his seat belt, left economy class and headed for the bar class.

There are a lot of passengers in the cabin. There is light music in the air. Everyone is listening to music and drinking quietly.

The baffle of the cabin in the bar cabin was pulled down to block the sunlight outside. The light was dim.

There was enough air-conditioning in the cabin. Bo en put his arms around his body, hung his head and went to the bar in a low-key way.

"Little sister, what do you need to drink?" The handsome man smiles politely at Bo en.

Bo en was wearing sunglasses. She looked a little cold. She said in a low voice, "Raffi."

"OK, little sister, just a moment, please." The waiter bent down.

Soon, he came with a tray and a glass of red wine. The so-called one cup is only half a cup.

"Little sister, you need Raffi." The waiter took the red wine from the tray and put it gently in front of Bo en.

"Thank you." Bo en stretched out her hand and was about to hold the foot of the glass, but one of her hands took the lead and dragged the glass of red wine past her.

Bo en's heart was startled, a faint aroma she was familiar with, with the action beside her, and rushed over.

She could not believe that she would be happy to meet Qi shaoxun here.

He dragged the wine away.

He held the foot of the cup between his fingers, leaned slightly, and gazed at Bo en, who was slightly frightened on his face.

You can meet them here. Who says they are not predestined?

Qi shaoxun's corner of the mouth, a faint smile: "a person?"

"Well." Bo en en bowed, slightly sat up straight, reached over and motioned Qi shaoxun to give her the wine.

Qi shaoxun looked at his little hand. It was so soft and white. He really wanted to hold it again, but

The smile on the corner of the mouth, slightly hidden, almost invisible.

Qi shaoxun let go of his hand, and Bo en extended his hand to him. He took the glass and put it on his lips. He took a sip of it. After leaving his lips, he said, "do you want to drink with me?"

Qi shaoxun didn't answer her. He just knocked on the table with his fingers. Immediately a waiter came over and gave him a polite smile: "Sir, what do you need?"

"One bottle, Raffi."

"Yes, just a moment, please."