The little dough stick whispered, "Miss Wen, the people behind are urging. It's better to go to the reception room first and check the suitcase. It shouldn't take a few minutes."

What he said was reasonable, but Wen churan was still a little unwilling and threatened the security inspector coldly, "I can not delay others' time and actively cooperate with your work, but if nothing is checked out, if there is something wrong with your machine, have you thought about how to compensate me for my loss?"

The security inspector smiled and said, "if it's our fault, we will give you the most sincere apology and send a special plane to send you to your destination as soon as possible."

"Better so!" Wen churan pulled up the suitcase, took the small milk can and walked towards the reception room.

When we arrived at the reception room, the little fried dough stick saw Wen churan fidgeting, so he comforted, "Miss Wen, sit down for a while. It's fast to check the suitcase, and we don't have any illegal items. When the check is over, we can still catch the plane. The security inspector also said that even if we can't catch up, they will arrange a special plane to take us back."

Wen churan took a deep breath and slowly sat on the sofa.

The small milk can looks like it has nothing to do with itself. It even plays Xiaole while sipping juice. It looks very casual.

He waited left and right. He didn't wait until any professional came to check his luggage. Wen churan gradually became anxious. At the same time, he noticed something wrong.

She rushed to the door and twisted the door handle hard. Then she found that the door couldn't be opened. It was obviously locked from the outside!

Seeing this, the little fried dough sticks asked, "Miss Wen, what's the matter?"

Wen churan turned back and his face became a little pale. "We... Are trapped..."

As soon as he heard this, the little fried dough stick was shocked and rushed to the door. He couldn't open the door with all his strength.

"Locked?!"

Wen churan was paralyzed on the wall. His body seemed to be evacuated. His tone was very annoyed, and even with hate, "he was fooled! We were fooled by him again! "

Before the little fried dough sticks understood what she said, they heard a click in her ear.

Then the door handle was manually.

The little fried dough sticks seemed to notice and immediately jumped open. Sure enough, they saw that the door had just been locked and was being pushed away slowly from the outside. A slender figure broke into sight.

He suddenly widened his eyes and couldn't help exclaiming, "President Adair?!"

Accompanied by the startled voice of the teenager, Wen churan's heart trembled fiercely.

It's him! It was him!

Deliberately fabricated that there was a problem with her suitcase, tricked her into the reception room, afraid she might escape, and even locked the door.

All this is the despicable means used by Sheng Shimo to prevent her from boarding the plane!

"You and the little milk can go out first." Sheng Shimo looked at the small fried dough sticks and said in a commanding tone.

The little fried dough sticks faded their amazement and frowned. Instead of being obedient, they blocked the door like a mountain, as if they wanted to prevent Shengshi ink from entering.

In his prime, Mo knew that he was loyal to the city and would not leave obediently, so LengSheng ordered "take him and his Highness the little prince out!"

As soon as the voice fell, a group of security guards suddenly appeared, forcibly rushed into the reception room, set up the arms of small fried dough sticks and small milk cans, and dragged them out.

With a flying leg, the little fried dough stick kicked away the security guard around him and turned around to save the small milk can.