Private jets are much more ornate and extravagant than airliners.
The large floor-to-ceiling windows on the car offer a panoramic view of the scenery outside.
Before the plane flew into the clouds, the sea was endless.
Ciel laughed happily as she looked at the endless sea, for she saw a pod of whales leaping out of the water to breathe, spewing out long jets of water.
"Hey, look, there's a lot of whales out there."
She turned to look at the man sitting next to her, trying to share the funny thing with him, only to find that he was looking at her intently and smiling.
She couldn't help but blush.
"Hmph."
She snorted, stopped him, and turned back to continue looking at the sea.
But at this moment, her mind could no longer be poured into the sea as it had just been, and she would always remember the charming way he looked at her and smiled.
She had to admit that as a man, he could really be described as perfect.
If it hadn't happened four years ago, if he hadn't killed her father indirectly, she would have loved him madly and would have been his wife with peace of mind.
Live a simple and happy life with him, raise Becca to grow up together, and grow old together.
But what ifs are there in this world?
Now they are enemies.
Her mission to approach him is not love, but revenge.
She lowered her eyes, feeling mixed and sad.
When the plane was about to stop, he insisted on tying a white ribbon around her eyes before leading her off the plane.
Cill tried to reach out and tear the ribbon from her eyes, but he grabbed her hand as soon as she raised it.
"I said, don't untie it."
"Be obedient, don't make trouble."
"But it's so blindfolded that I feel uncomfortable, why don't you try blindfolding yourself, selfish ghost."
She stood there angrily, refusing to go.
He looked back at her cute and angry appearance, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips slightly.
He walked back, took the puffing girl into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her pursed lips, so frightened that she quickly released her lips and did not dare to pout again.
"Well, just for a while."
"Okay" She nodded sullenly in agreement, then reached for his hand to get him to hold her "blind man".
But somehow, she couldn't touch his hand.
The first time I touched his shoulder, it was so hard that she was so frightened that she quickly let go of her hand.
The second time was to touch his chest, which was not only hard but also had some strange touch, much more terrifying than the place just now, and she quickly withdrew her hand.
Her face was burning, so don't look over her head and say nothing.
Fortunately, he was a rare gentleman this time, and he didn't make fun of her because of this, took the initiative to hold her hand, and then led her forward.
She obediently followed him.
After walking for a while, Ciel felt that the road under his feet was different from the one he had just walked.
The road here is soft and looks like a dirt road.
"There's a staircase here, I'll carry you up."
He turned to look at her and said.
Ciel puffed out his face unhappily, "I'm not without feet, why do I want to?"
Before she finished speaking, the whole person was hugged by him.
It's not so much a hug as a carry.
Most of her body was upside down.
She hated the feeling and kept patting his back with both hands.
"Put me down, put me down, you big pervert" "Sir, everything is ready to go."
Cill buried his face in his back, too embarrassed to shout. oshow7 t1706231537: