Chapter 565, I like it, only you~

On the plane of Huijiang City.

Because of the flight, there are only business and economy classes on this aircraft.

Bo Siqing made a business class, and he was tied to the position of the cloud painting.

The aircraft is not allowed to use electronic products during take-off and landing, but after the flight is stable, the laptop can be used, but domestic flights have not been able to connect in the last ten years.

Cloud painting is just a manuscript and does not require networking.

However, he is sitting around, it is easy to be distracted.

She can't help but see him, and she doesn't want to be caught by him.

I told myself to concentrate, even if I could hold back and look at him, I couldn’t control the rest of my eyes...

Just as the cloud painting was distracted, a slender hand suddenly appeared in front of him, and then the laptop was closed.

Cloud painting turned his head and looked at someone who suddenly shot.

"This kind of environment looks at the computer is not good for the eyes." Bosi Qing leaned on the wide seat back and looked at her from the side. "And... your attention is on the computer, I am very upset."

"..."

The heart of the cloud painting suddenly began to get hot.

"Rely on the rest." Bosiqing did not know where to pull out a pair of neck pillows, one is a black and white panda, and the other is a white panda, he wants to put the black and white set of clouds in his neck.

The cloud painting directly took the black and white from his hand. "I want this, pink for you, do you like it?"

She didn't use him to help, she put on her neck pillow and smiled at him with a smile.

Bo Siqing looked at the pink panda in his hand, quite helpless. "You like it, I don't care. Anyway, I like it... only you."

For a moment, the breathing of the cloud painting was chaotic.

He put the pink panda in his neck...

The thin temperament of the original temperament, with this lovely pink panda, the whole person looks a lot warmer.

Cloud painting is difficult to hide the smile on the lips, my heart is really sweet and sweet.

Sure enough, people are handsome, and everything can hold!

Both leaned against the back of the seat, he leaned to the right, and she leaned to the left, facing each other.

He pulled her hand and put it on the lap.

No one of them talked, so they looked at each other quietly, and the sweetness of the stream continued to accumulate in such a quiet confrontation, sweet to the bottom of my heart.

He held her hand and gently held her fingertips. The fingertips kept stroking on the skin of her back. Every time I touched it, I took a squeaky current through each sputum. Nerves, passed to her limbs...

He looked at her intently, his eyes stunned. He gently lifted her hand and sent it to the lips. They kissed each other gently and wetly, and fell lightly at her fingertips.

She doesn't need extra words, she already feels his feelings.

She is really happy.

......

Cloud painting didn't know when she was asleep. When she woke up, the plane had already slowed down on the runway, and some bumps and roars suddenly loudened.

She moved and her body was a little numb.

"Slow down." He reached up and held her up, carefully helping her to remove the neck pillow, and the slender hand was pinching on her shoulder and neck.

"Do you feel better?"

"Yeah." Cloud paintings are still somewhat uncomfortable. "Is your shoulders not numb?"

Bosi Qing's eyes are gentle: "In the sniper position, often for a few hours, I am used to it."

Cloud painting looked at him and suddenly asked: "Are you going to be out of the task? Isn't it a break for half a year?"

(End of this chapter)