The smile on her face was sweet enough to drip water, and of course, this sweet smile wasn’t ant for Baby Chi, but for the man beside her.
As she wished, the man, who had been buried in work, finally heard the commotion on their side, looked up, and glanced over.
He’s looking over!
Her heartbeat uncontrollably accelerated, and her cheeks grew even hotter.
Although her face was turned toward Baby Chi, her heart had already flown diagonally away.
Baby Chi’s pupils flashed; he disliked her even more.
Any woman who tries to compete with Chi Enen, he dislikes!
He pursed his pink lips, took the ball she handed over, looking as handso as a Little Prince, but the words he spoke were like those of a little devil, "Yes, thank you, aunt. But Aunt, did you eat Chinese chives at noon?"
Aunt, did you eat Chinese chives at noon?
"Your mouth slls bad. I’m allergic to Chinese chives. Aunt, could you stand a little farther away and speak?"
This is what it ans to have the face of an angel but the personality of a devil.
Baby Chi is a typical example of this.
His cunning and sharp tongue can tornt soone to death.
As soon as he spoke, there was a stifled laugh from the corner. It turned out the other first-class stewardess who had been squeezed aside by her couldn’t hold it in and laughed out loud.
The woman’s face blushed suddenly, whether out of embarrassnt or anger. She stamred and didn’t know how to explain, "I... I..."
Baby Chi kindly helped her and said, "Aunt, do you want to say you didn’t eat Chinese chives at noon?"
One ntion after another of Chinese chives, combined with his forced disdain, made the pretty stewardess’s face turn blue, then white, then red. Yet Baby Chi acted extrely sensible and polite, with a look that said, ’Even though you ate the Chinese chives I dislike, you helped pick up the ball, so I still need to politely ask you to stand far from .’ Throughout the process, he spoke to her while clearly holding back disdain, without even making a gesture like covering his nose, but his tone made doing so irrelevant.
The pretty stewardess’s face turned awkwardly red-purple, then blue. She couldn’t understand whether Baby Chi was innocently speaking or deliberately making her embarrassed.
But she couldn’t deny it; she really ate so food made with Chinese chives today noon.
She ate very little and rinsed her mouth many tis with branded mouthwash; how could there be any lingering strong sll of Chinese chives?
In fact, the sll of Chinese chives from her mouth was not noticeable. Initially, Baby Chi was planning to make an issue of her perfu, but when she got closer, he caught a slight scent of Chinese chives on her, so he changed his mind.
"Aunt, how about you go brush your teeth again?" he awkwardly suggested.
The pretty stewardess watched helplessly as the prestigious man she fancied sat beside and witnessed the whole scene, her heart shattered into pieces. She was extrely frustrated, apologizing awkwardly, "I’m sorry for giving you a bad experience, I’ll go rinse off imdiately."
After saying, without daring to sneak another glance at Li Beijue’s profile, she fled awkwardly.
Nothing is more embarrassing than trying to impress a Male God, only to be told you have bad breath and leaving yourself with no way out.
She was almost fleeing as she ran out of first class.
The following five hours beca utterly silent, at least Baby Chi never saw that pretty stewardess return to first class again.
He was satisfied and continued watching his TV drama.
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