Zuo An felt a bad feeling in her heart, but she was still a little slow to react because the man had already hugged her and kissed her with hot lips.

"Aren't you going to take a shower?" Zuo An'an asked while avoiding.

"Washing, but you stay with me." Nangong Yehan was already on the verge of breaking out. How could he let her go?

Zuo Anan twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "I've already washed it."

Are all their men this virtuous?

"You can wash it again." His voice was hoarse with lust, and his breath blew on her neck, causing waves of tingling.

Zuo An'an passively cooperated with him. The towel fell to the ground at some point, and the sight of him in her eyes became even more misty and boundless, making it impossible for her to grasp it.

"It smells so good." It's the familiar scent of shower gel, and it's also her favorite brand.

"Honey, let's go back to the room, please." Zuo An'an's voice became soft and weak, but it could arouse emotions. The bathroom was too cold, and she didn't want to be pressed against the cold marble later.

The man shook his head, reached out and turned on the shower, letting the warm water curtain fall on him.

This was a long process, so much so that when it came to a stop, Zuo Anan didn't even have the strength to speak.

"Didn't I say you are in good physical condition?" Someone got an advantage and behaved well.

Zuo Anan glanced at him lightly, and then said angrily, "No matter how good your physical fitness is, I can't withstand your torture!"

"Waili, go to sleep! Otherwise, the night will be long. I don't mind discussing radio gymnastics with you again." There was an evil smile on the corner of the man's mouth.

"What does this have to do with radio gymnastics!" Zuo Anan was at a loss, feeling that his brain was still in a state of lack of oxygen and could not think normally.

"Stretching exercise." Nangong Yehan licked his lips evilly, feeling unspeakably seductive.

Zuo Anan's face turned red. She was indeed a pervert. This could also be related. It seemed that she would never be able to watch gymnastics broadcasts directly in the future.

The next afternoon, Nangong Yehan took Zuo An'an's flight back to Ye City. Although they entered the airport together, they still had to wait in the VIP room to board the plane. It was no different because he was the president of Changyou Airlines.

"Pusher, can I go to first class today?" Bai Mu asked Fan Shisi quietly, with a very clear purpose.

"No, it doesn't comply with the regulations." Fan Shisi rejected her flatly, leaving no room for change.

Bai Mu originally thought that as long as he acted coquettishly and said some nice words to her, he would be able to get his wish, but he did not expect that she would refuse him flatly.

"Oops! Can you be accommodating? I don't feel very well today, so just let me stay in first class!" As he said this, he shook Fan Shisi's hand.

"Then you get some more rest later, and I'll make Qiao Ke work harder." Fan Shisi couldn't possibly not know what the other party was thinking, but she was overestimating her own abilities. Or, in her opinion, she was better than herself.

Captain Zuo is an excellent person, otherwise why would he think President Nangong would like her.

Alas! Another person who is very ambitious, but she must not be the second Fang Yaya.

"Huh! No need." Bai Mu got angry when he saw that she refused to accept her offer, but he didn't dare to be too arrogant and went to make preparations angrily.

"Flight steward, it seems to me! She only wanted to go there when she saw President Nangong in the first class cabin." Qiao Ke leaned over and gossiped in a low voice.

Fan Shisi smiled and said, "I know, so it's impossible for her to cause trouble for Captain Zuo."

"President Nangong is so fierce, she actually has the courage to provoke him, tsk tsk." Qiao Ke said, shaking his head. Anyway, she was unwilling to get close to him even to death.
Chapter completed!