"Ugh..." The sound of vomiting came from the private plane.

"Are you okay?" Ling Qiuying took a tissue and handed it to Chen Qianxue who was vomiting violently.

"You, you, try it! Ugh..." Chen Qianxue threw a sanitary eye to Ling Qiuying.

Poor Xiaoxue was born with severe mysophobia and was disgusted with those disgusting and sticky things. Who knew? All the men at the airport were drooling at them. The thought of them made me feel horrible, sticky and disgusting saliva.

, that’s it! Chen Qianxue will always make a ‘heroic sacrifice’ to the pain of mysophobia.

"Then, take your time...I'll go see Ting first..." Ling Qiuying smiled dryly, and then shook her head helplessly. Before going out, she heard Chen Qianxue's voice crying for her father and mother, which was pitiful.

.Actually, there is another beautiful girl who is quite pitiful...

"How's it going? Are you okay?" Ling Qiuying said condolences to Fanting, who was closing her eyes to rest. While asking, she could faintly see that Fanting's face was pale. Lan Fanting said casually and changed to another one.

Posture sitting.

"Then you're not feeling well..." Before Ling Qiuying could finish speaking, a white shadow flashed in front of her eyes, making Ling Qiuying's mind filled with stars, twinkling and twinkling, and her head almost felt dizzy. She didn't wait.

Ling Qiuying reacted, and Lan Fanting ran back.

Ling Qiuying shook the twinkling stars in her mind and came to her senses, only to find that Lan Fanting, who was sitting in her seat with her eyes closed and concentrating, ran to the toilet.

It seems that the white shadow just now should be Xiaoting, right?

Fan Ting, who had closed her eyes just now, was now replaced by...

The sound of Lan Fanting vomiting came from the toilet on the other side.

Ling Qiuying shook her head and sighed again. Poor Xiaoting, she is not used to flying, so she will always look pale when flying. Then, just like now, she vomits... Lan Fanting and Chen Qianxue's vomiting

Skills are really not something that ordinary people can learn or are born with potential. Ling Qiuying quickly walked up to Lan Fanting, handed Fanting a tissue, patted Fanting's back and said: "Xiaoting, you're okay.

Bar?"

Lan Fanting took the tissue from Ling Qiuying's hand, wiped her mouth, and said calmly: "It's okay."

"Really? You seem to be in pain..." Ling Qiuying said a little sadly, and Lan Fanting shook her head.

Suddenly, leaning on the iron rod outside the toilet door with one hand, she said a little weakly, "How can it be okay?! I'm about to vomit to death!"

That carefree and nervous Chen Qianxue...

Maybe because I vomited quickly and ran out of air, I had to rely on the iron rod to maintain my balance...

Ling Qiuying immediately supported Chen Qianxue and said sarcastically: "Go back to sleep! Otherwise you will really die!"

"You girl!" Maybe you really need to rest? Chen Qianxue didn't say anything to Qiu Ying, just walked back to her seat and lay down directly...

Xiaoxue is such a terrible girl... Ling Qiuying shook her head helplessly.

"You should go back and sit down first, otherwise it will be even more uncomfortable..." Ling Qiuying said to Lan Fanting with a smile on her face.

"Yeah." Lan Fanting responded lightly and stumbled to her seat.
Chapter completed!