Chapter 493 Flying to Paris

Lin Qinghan didn't hate Zhang Xuan, she just wanted to gradually distance herself from Zhang Xuan.

The plane takes off.

Lin Qinghan sat at the closest window. After flying in the plane for a while, Lin Qinghan always felt a little strange. When she turned her head, she saw Zhang Xuan staring at her with her eyes fixed on her.

"Look at what I'm doing!" Lin Qinghan deliberately showed an unhappy look.

"Ah?" Zhang Xuan looked puzzled, "I'm looking at the clouds outside."

Children won't believe this kind of cheating.

Lin Qinghan simply picked up the eye mask and put it on, leaned against her seat and started to sleep.

The plane glided in the sky, and the sky was blue and white clouds flashed by.

Lin Qinghan is wearing headphones, and the soft music is played in the headphones, which makes people relax their whole body and mind.

Lin Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief. During the past few days, she has been busy with various social interactions every day, and her mind feels very tired. It has been a long time since she has been as relaxed as she is now.

Before taking off, Sylvia Lin contacted Milan. Milan was in Paris at this moment. The two girls agreed to have a fancy meal together tonight.

Just as Lin Qinghan was planning to relax and take a little rest, she felt a head fall on her shoulder. Lin Qinghan didn't have to look at it at all, and everyone knew who this head belonged to.

At this moment, Zhang Xuan was making a faint whine, leaning against Lin Qinghan, and was already asleep.

Lin Qinghan took off her blindfold and reached out to wake Zhang Xuan up, but when she saw Zhang Xuan's unconscious smile, she was about to pat her hand on Zhang Xuan's body and stopped in the air.

Lin Qinghan suddenly realized a problem. Where did he stay last night? The hotel rooms were all full. He came here as his husband. Could it be that he had sat in that small pavilion all night last night?

When Lin Qinghan thought of this, she felt a tingling pain in her heart.

The raised hand slowly lowered, and Lin Qinghan carefully adjusted her sitting position, which made Zhang Xuan lean more comfortably and sleep more comfortably.

Lin Qinghan put on her eye mask again, but took off her headphones. The sound of the symmetrical breathing of the man beside her was the most pleasant sound in the world. Maybe she would never hear it again after returning to the trip to Faguo. Such a sound made her feel at ease.

Gradually, Lin Qinghan also fell asleep.

For some people, ten hours passes by just one sleep, but some people can’t sleep any longer. They feel that these ten hours are particularly boring and tormented.

When Lin Qinghan opened her eyes, the scenery outside the window was still blue sky and white clouds, and there was no change.

Lin Qinghan looked at the watch on her white wrist and was shocked. More than six hours have passed! Including the time when it just took off, there are another three hours, the plane will land in Paris.

Lin Qinghan felt her shoulders numb, and when she turned her head, she saw Zhang Xuan leaning against her shoulder and sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, Zhang Xuan's head slid forward from Lin Qinghan's shoulders, and fell into Lin Qinghan's soft spots.

Lin Qinghan could clearly feel the strangeness in front of her. Her pretty face turned red suddenly. Her eyes subconsciously glanced around and found that no one noticed her here. Everyone was either sleeping soundly or doing their own things. Even Su Mi was wearing an eye mask and was still sleeping soundly.

Lin Qinghan wanted to help Zhang Xuan up, but she couldn't bear it, afraid of disturbing Zhang Xuan's sleep. After all, he still slept like this and must be too tired.

Lin Qinghan measured her body slightly, making Zhang Xuan lie on her body more comfortable. Her pretty face turned red, feeling a little shy and a little sweet.

Lin Qinghan looked at Zhang Xuan quietly. After more than ten seconds, Lin Qinghan's pretty face suddenly changed. She stretched out her hand and pushed Zhang Xuan's head hard, "Get up!"

Just now, Lin Qinghan clearly saw that although Zhang Xuan's eyes were closed, his eyebrows were blinking constantly, and he was obviously awake!

"Well...what...what happened?" Zhang Xuan suddenly shuddered and pretended to have just woken up, "Have you arrived? Have you arrived?"

Lin Qinghan looked at Zhang Xuan like this and was so angry that she trembled all over. He must have woken up long ago. His behavior just now was intentional!

Lin Qinghan said with anger in her beautiful eyes: "I haven't arrived, but I'm going to lie down."

"Lying down?" Zhang Xuan showed a look of confusion, "I just lay down pretty well, soft."

"That's because you're lying..." Lin Qinghan blurted out her words, but then stopped abruptly. She really didn't know how to say the next words.

Zhang Xuan tilted his head and rubbed his temples, "Where did I lie down just now, it feels so comfortable."

When Zhang Xuan spoke, he deliberately arched his head.

When Lin Qinghan thought of the scene just now, her pretty face turned red as if it could drip out of water. She glared at Zhang Xuan without saying a word.

Zhang Xuan smiled and leaned happily on the seat without saying a word.

Lin Qinghan rolled her eyes. She really couldn't get angry with Zhang Xuan. If he had this advantage, just take advantage. No matter what, is he still his wife now?

Three hours passed in a swaying manner, and the plane drove over the Paris Airport in Faguo and gradually landed.

The current time is eleven o'clock in the evening in China time, and in Faguo, it is about five o'clock in the afternoon.

Some people slept all the way from the capital and couldn't feel anything, but some people didn't fall asleep all the way and were already lonely. Now, as soon as the plane stopped, they couldn't wait to rush off the plane.

Many disciples of aristocratic families have a high status in China and have a wealthy family background, but they have never traveled far away. As soon as they graduate, they have to return to the aristocratic families. For example, those disciples even live in manors. If there is no special situation, the manors rarely go out.

After all, among the ancient martial arts families, strength is the king, and these different values ​​lead to different lifestyles.

Now, some people can't wait to rush out of the plane and experience the romantic French style.

It is also the first time that Lin Sylvia has come to Paris. She is also very curious about everything here and wants to see what this city, which has lived in Milan for several years, looks like.

"Ah, Paris." Zhang Xuan stretched, walked off the plane, and looked at the sky outside. He had not been to this city for a while.

After the plane landed, the people from the Ji family had already arranged the car. In Fa Country, the Ji family also had its own industry. After people from major families came here, they still lived in the Ji family's hotel.
Chapter completed!