When boarding the plane, Xuan Ye unexpectedly met someone.

VIP first class.

Xuan Ye had already sat down, half-squinting his eyelids and pretending to sleep, he drank a bottle of half-high-strength spirits last night, and he still had some stamina.

He raised his hand and pinched his temples again, and a trace of tiredness passed between his cold brows.

Suddenly, there was a voice in the cockpit in front of me.

“…… Thank you ......."

Very authentic and smooth American pronunciation, pure timbre, warm and subtle, so good to listen to even if it disturbs the rest, it will not make people feel annoying.

Xuan Ye's originally indifferent eyebrows moved slightly, but why did this voice sound so familiar?

……

When Xuan Ye opened his eyes slightly, he looked up and saw a tall and handsome person standing sideways in front of the seat in front of him.

Wearing a minimalist off-white long coat, the stiff and soft fabric is perfectly cut, showing the man's slender and beautiful body shape more vividly.

He also wore a woolen scarf of the same color around his neck, revealing a side of his face, and his complexion was fair and delicate.

"Thank you."

The man smiled again and thanked the flight attendant, then placed the guitar on his back in another first-class seat next to his own seat.

The action is very careful, as if it is afraid of breaking it.

It seems to be similar to him, and the mafia brothers are very considerate to buy him the VIP first-class tickets next to him, for fear that someone will make a noise with him, and this beautiful man also bought two VIP first-class tickets for a guitar.

Xuan Ye thought in his heart, raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking of him playing the guitar and singing in the entertainment city bar last night.

So, the guitar is a treasure.

……

After the man settled his guitar, he straightened up and took off the beige scarf around his neck, revealing his entire face.

Because of the high temperature of the air conditioner in the cabin, it was already very hot in his coat, and a faint layer of red rippled on his face, very light, very shallow, so that the cold white complexion with a sense of paranoia melted into a soft and weak feeling.

It looks more beautiful.,It's like a comic boy in the Japanese painting style.,Extraordinarily good-looking and beautiful.。

Soon, the beautiful man also saw Xuan Ye when he turned around, and Xuan Ye finally saw his face.

To be honest, a straight face is not as good as a side face.

The man's masked eyes last night weren't as delicate as he had imagined, and although they were dark, they weren't glamorous enough, unlike their little bastard.

A pair of narrow eyes with demonic flow are long, and they are born with their own eyeliner, and just a light movement from the corner of the eye can hook all the seven souls and six souls of a person.

Therefore, the 10,000-year-old goblin is really not touted by plastic flowers.

However, perhaps it should be said that his expectations are too high, and on the whole, this person still has a good-looking skin and is also a beautiful man.

……

When the man saw Xuan Ye, he was stunned at first, a little surprised, and he didn't expect to meet him again on the plane today, and then quickly recovered his complexion, and smiled at Xuan Ye with slightly bent eyes, his eyes were bright and clear.

Xuan Ye pursed the corners of his mouth rarely.

This was considered a greeting, and neither of them communicated after that.

It was quiet in the first-class cabin, and Xuan Ye wanted to let himself sleep for a while, but his head seemed to have too many things, too heavy, and the mess made him unable to sleep soundly.

And so it went all the way until the plane arrived at the Houston airport.