Because she was afraid of being recognized in economy class, she had to be fully ard, wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses covering most of her face, shrinking into the seat to sleep, trying to minimize her presence.
The plane took off, and Tong Yan fell into a deep sleep.
In a daze, she felt soone tapping her.
She opened her eyes blankly and saw a flight attendant bending down with a smile, saying, "Miss, soone is looking for you in first class."
First class?
When did she have such a wealthy friend?
Could it be Yiyi, that guy?
Tong Yan followed the flight attendant to first class and saw Bo Yimo sitting in the innermost seat of the first row!
OMG, why is Emperor Bo here!
Tong Yan instinctively wanted to turn around and run away.
Bo Yimo curled his lips, "Co here."
Tong Yan didn’t want to go, but she couldn’t control her feet!
Why is she so obedient to Emperor Bo!
This isn’t scientific, hey!
Tong Yan chanically walked up to Bo Yimo, looking at him eagerly, full of vigilance, just afraid he would take her back to the villa.
#Guard against fire, theft, and Emperor Bo#
She thought he would take so other action, but unexpectedly, he just closed his eyes.
Huh? He asked her to co over just to watch him sleep?
However, honestly, Emperor Bo looks really good and gentle when he sleeps.
Tong Yan admired his sleeping face foolishly for a long ti.
The flight attendant beside her gently reminded, "Miss, this gentleman wants you to sit here."
Uh, sit next to Emperor Bo?
Even though they had done so intimate things before, her mind was blank then, but now being asked to approach Emperor Bo voluntarily, she was sowhat... unsure of what to do.
In the end, she sat down beside Bo Yimo.
Although Emperor Bo didn’t say a word, his presence was extrely strong.
Tong Yan looked around, and it was just the two of them in the entire first class.
Did Emperor Bo reserve the whole first class?
Truly powerful and wealthy!
First-class is indeed enjoyable, with spacious seats and attentive service. The only downside was that Bo Yimo was next to her.
Even if Bo Yimo didn’t say a word, she couldn’t pretend he didn’t exist.
However, five minutes went by, and Tong Yan fell asleep.
Bo Yimo gently placed the blanket covering himself over her, looked at her sweet sleeping face, smiled slightly, lowered his head, and lightly touched her forehead, full of tenderness.
Sweet dreams, my darling.
The flight attendant next to them covered her mouth, stifling a scream.
If she were that person, she would have fainted from happiness.
In the spacious first-class cabin, the sunlight cast through the plane window outlined Bo Yimo’s perfect profile, well-defined and exuding aloofness, except when facing the girl beside him, only then did he beco gentle as water.
Such a peaceful and pleasant ti.
When it was alti, the flight attendant bent down to softly ask what al he wanted, but Bo Yimo glanced at the sleeping Tong Yan with a smile, shook his head, and signaled them to keep quiet, fearing even the slightest noise would wake her.
The flight attendant left reluctantly, turning back three tis as she exited first class.
A man like this is hard to co by in a hundred years.
When the plane ca to a stop, Tong Yan slowly opened her eyes, lazily stretched, and got off the plane leisurely.
Tong Yan casually glanced at the flight attendants, noticing their warm gazes on her.
Uh, did sothing happen while she was sleeping?
The flight attendants looked at Tong Yan with envy, and then at Bo Yimo, who got off the plane with reluctance.
They truly envied this girl, being deeply loved by such a man.
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