I don't know why. Instead of taking the train from Shanghai to Tibet, Yang Qiu secretly booked a ticket and took the flight to the capital.

He booked the flight of the airline that met Qingning that night, and even the tickets were in the same position.

Perhaps there is telepathy in the world. When Yang Qiu just stepped on the airport, he saw the girl at a glance.

It is still a cheongsam style uniform, with high hair on the top of the head, beautiful cheeks, swan like smooth and elegant neck, slender and curved figure, but a quiet and gentle smile on the face.

This is the most beautiful and gentle stewardess in the world.

This is Yang Qiu's stewardess.

The purser on the plane is still the middle-aged woman Yang Qiu saw that day. Even the air policeman didn't change. Yang Qiu couldn't help laughing. Maybe only Qingning, a silly girl, wouldn't know. Because of some of her hobbies and interests, this airline was packaged and bought by her father, and then sent directly to the original boss.

In other words, this airline basically exists because of her.

Of course, Qingning doesn't know all this.

The pilot of this flight is the most ace pilot in the military. The air policeman on the plane is the most powerful and powerful special forces in the world. Even the purser is also a top judo Black Belt expert.

At the moment of seeing Yang Qiu, the purser obviously had some accidents, but soon the most professional smile appeared on his face.

"Welcome to this flight, young master Yang... Sir, we meet again. This way, please."

Yang Qiu nodded politely, then raised her eyes and smiled brightly at the girl with a shy smile on her face behind her. The other party soon stared at him with a little shame, and then began to welcome the guests boarding the plane.

The purser naturally knows some things. For example, what terrible strength this sunny and handsome boy has. For example, he stayed with Qingning for a week, and even Qingning changed his underwear by himself.

Obviously, the boy got the acquiescence of the whole family. I'm afraid he will become the son-in-law of the Green family if he doesn't have the future.

Yang Qiu's heart is filled with a very warm feeling. It's really comfortable. It's like you just confessed to a girl you like, and she just likes you. After the two met, the excitement disappeared.

Warm, very warm.

Naturally, there will be no more disruptive middle-aged men on today's flight. In fact, the arrogant middle-aged man on the last flight ended up very miserable after leaving the airport.

His company went bankrupt overnight, and even the money on the book mysteriously disappeared. I'm afraid he will live in confusion and panic from now on.

The plane took off soon. I don't know if it's not easy to sell first class today. Yang Qiu is the only one.

In fact, this is an urgent arrangement of the airline. There are several very important people who take this flight, and they are Platinum members of the airline, but they were mercilessly stopped outside.

Are you kidding? This airline exists to satisfy a little interest of the young lady. With two platinum members, where is it important for the young lady to fall in love?

Looking at the white clouds outside the window, Yang Qiu was a little distracted. At this time, a faint fragrance came into his nose. As soon as he turned his head, he saw the girl holding a cup of warm water in her hand, just like that cup of warm water. He looked at him tenderly.

"Here is your warm water, sir."

Yang Qiu grinned. When she reached for it, she naturally slipped in each other's hands. Qingning was shy and glared at him.

The purser was walking through the corridor at this time, but his face was with a mysterious smile, and Qingning's face was red again.

The purser who knew all her secrets was obviously laughing at her.

Holding back her slight panic, she sat beside him, looked up at his angular side face and asked in a low voice:

"Where are you going?"

Yang Qiu took a sip of water, naturally reached out and took her little hand, joked and said:

"I came to see you."

Qingning blushed, but lowered her head and said clumsily:

"You're lying. You're obviously going away."

Yang Qiu couldn't help being surprised. It's really strange. Is a woman's intuition really so accurate?

He was injured and stayed with Qingning for a week. Du Qingyu knew that he was going out now. She didn't tell Qingning that she also knew.

"I originally scheduled a train at 4 p.m. to go to Tibet. I had something to do, but I wanted to go to the capital to see you, so I came."

Qingning looked at him with a smile and asked softly:

"How long have you been there?"

"A month."

"What a pity."

She slowly lowered her head, slightly scratched her fingers on Yang Qiu's big hand, pouted her pretty little mouth and said:

"I won't see you for a month."

Yang Qiu's heart warmed and said softly:

"I'll be back soon."

"So is that."

She sighed softly, then lovably tilted her head, smiled and said:

"I can check whether the company has a direct flight to Tibet. I'll fly over to see you, hee hee."

"Silly girl."

Yang Qiu's age is two or three years younger than Qingning, but his psychological age is much older than her. These three words are purely emotional. Unexpectedly, Qingning giggled immediately, listened to her heart beating with a red face, and then reached out and gently touched Yang Qiu's head:

"I'm older than you, little brother. Be good. Tell my sister to have sugar."

Yang Qiu originally wanted to pretend to be a gentleman, but Qingning and this action suddenly aroused his tenderness and extreme love. Looking at the beautiful face in front of him and the slightly Lavender lips, he suddenly kissed like Du Qingchen.

Qingning was suddenly stupid. It took her a second to wake up.

"Ah!!"

She pushed Yang Qiu away and covered her mouth with one hand. Her little face was as red as a flame, and her head was as low as her chest:

"You...!"

Yang Qiu grinned, then turned her head and looked at the white clouds outside the window.

That ambiguous feeling diffused in the airport, making Qingning melt. At first, she saw Yang Qiu's surprise, and then she was secretly kissed. First, she was a little frightened, but then she became an endless surprise. Her heart was tender and full of knots. That feeling is really unspeakable.

With a faint sigh, Qingning holds Yang Qiu's arm and slowly leans against his shoulder.

She thought to herself, I wish this was a voyage without an end.