Chapter 248

A very gentle kiss, like a dragonfly, he pressed her head and kissed him. Fang Chi Xia's body was stiff and raised his hand to push him away. Luo Yibei pressed her hand, but he retracted himself. The long leg moved a little and took back his eyes as if nothing had happened. He adjusted the thin quilt she covered him and continued to sleep on his own. He seemed addicted to her pillow and didn't mean to move his head. He just lay on his back and really slept. The plane journey was still very long. Fang Chi Xia bainai stared at the window for a while. He found a water pen in the room and drew a picture on the window glass. She painted slowly to pass the time, but she painted beautifully. First, I drew a kitten, and then I drew a busy street with a rainy day in the background. The kitten is on the street. There are no pedestrians on the street. There is only such a cat. It was raining heavily outside. The cat squatted alone in front of a closed shop and looked up at the rain curtain outside, as if taking shelter from the rain. The whole street is very quiet. There are no pedestrians or other stray animals. Only this lonely cat on the corner is weak, small and helpless. At that moment, it seemed that the whole world was in silence. Fangchi Xia's painting project is a little big and took a long time. After painting, it was several hours later. She shook her sore wrists and took out a thin quilt to cover herself. She didn't push loebye away, so she sat down and slept. She just wanted to take a nap. However, as soon as her head leaned against the back of the chair, she was dizzy, and her consciousness was a little out of control. Loebye woke up not two minutes after she slept. People who have had enough rest for such a long time are in good spirits at this time. First, he stared at Fang Chi Xia, who was sleeping in his chair with his arms around him, and took back his head on her. He sat up and wanted to go to the restaurant. His eyes were accidentally attracted by the picture on the window glass. Fang Chi Xia is painted with black water strokes, which is very eye-catching and clear. Luo Yibei quietly stared at her painting, looked again and again, looked at the lonely street kitten in her painting, and his eyes only felt stinging. I don't know how long I saw the picture. I hugged Fang Chi Xia who slept against the window, took her to the bedside, placed her on the bed, and sat in her position instead of her. She picked up the pen she had just used on the table, and Luo Yibei painted next to her painting. His speed is very fast, and he doesn't know what to draw. The outline of the construction seems to be very huge. The plane is still in the air. Fangchi Xia slept soundly when she got back to bed and didn't wake up from beginning to end. When I opened my eyes again, it was in the turbulence of the plane and seemed to be descending. Luo Yibei stood outside the door. It seemed that someone was talking to him at the door. It's French. Fang Chi Xia can understand it. Roughly speaking, the plane will land at Nice Airport in about ten minutes and ask Loeb what they should do next. Loeb went out after that, probably to explain things. In the room, Fang Chi Xia was left alone for a moment. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation