Rebirth: My Tiger-Type Girlfriend is Truly Delicious

Chapter 76

Under the guidance of the service staff, the two took a special car and entered the aircraft first.

I have to say that the treatment given to VIP members is indeed quite pleasant.

Unfortunately, Lu Chen helped buy the ticket this time, and the treatment was based on his VIP status.

Jiang Zhifei therefore secretly made up his mind to never stop making money.

Under the guidance of the polite stewardess, the two walked into the first class cabin and found their seats.

After Jiang Zhifei sat down, the pretty stewardess, wearing light makeup, squatted down and said softly to Jiang Zhifei:

"Hi, Mr. VIP, welcome to take this flight MU5533 from Shengjing to Songhu.

I am the flight attendant serving you on this flight. If you need anything, you can ask it in time..."

The stewardess is in good shape and has a dignified temperament.

The main thing is that she wears uniform and hey silk.

If this outfit were worn on Xiaoyu...

Jiang Zhifei had wild imagination and couldn't help but feel a little excited secretly.

"Sir?" After the flight attendant finished speaking the usual words, she saw Jiang Zhifei staring blankly at the TV in front of her and couldn't help but remind him.

"what?"

"Excuse me, what drinks do you need? We have cocktails, black tea, milk..."

"Just a glass of warm water, thank you."

"Ok sir."

The stewardess stood up and said the same words to Lu Chaoyu again.

When the flight attendant went to the front kitchen to prepare, Lu Chaoyu couldn't help but snorted coldly and said to Jiang Zhifei:
"Lao Jiang, what were you thinking about just now? Why were you so absorbed in it?"

Jiang Zhifei secretly glanced at Xiaoyu's long legs, and then replied quite seriously:

"I think every industry has its unknown hardships, and being a flight attendant is not easy."

As soon as these words came out, he was suddenly stunned.

It seems that something is not quite right.

Lu Chaoyu casually picked up a reader's magazine with an angry expression on his pretty face, indicating that I don't believe your nonsense at all.

Jiang Zhifei smiled wryly, and there was another burst of sweet words, crazily outputting.

A few minutes later, another man and a woman walked into the first class cabin.

The man is a bearded foreign man.

The woman, on the other hand, is dressed fashionably and beautifully, with wavy hair, and she looks no older than 30.

The uncle smiled at the two of them.

The woman, on the other hand, walked proudly to her seat as if her eyes were on top of her head.

The place where she sat was right in front of Jiang Zhifei.

Seeing that Lu Zhaoyu was reading a magazine, the woman also picked up a full-English magazine, flipped through a few pages, and pretended to read it with gusto.

After the bearded man replied a few messages on his mobile phone, he turned off the phone and looked at the woman on the right, frowning slightly and said:
"My dear, you don't have to force yourself to read things you can't understand."

"Old John, don't you look down on me?" The woman put down the magazine and said proudly:
"I read English magazines to enhance cultural connotation, instead of reading boring chicken soup articles for the soul."

Jiang Zhifei:?

Lu Chaoyu:? ?
The bearded man obviously had no idea about his little girlfriend's aggressive temper, so he said helplessly:

"Ok, Ok, whatever you want, you can watch whatever you like."

When Jiang Zhifei saw this, he suddenly said a series of words to the bearded man in English fluently.

In an instant, the bearded face changed slightly.

He quickly stretched out his neck, looked at the magazine on the woman's desk, and then expressed a strange expression.

The woman was also stunned, turned to look at Jiang Zhifei and asked, "What did you say to my old John?"

"It's nothing, I just explained to this gentleman what you read for a long time, madam."

"What?"

The woman looked down at the English magazine, but she looked confused.

In fact, she didn't understand what this page was about at all. She just thought there were too many pictures, so she didn't turn the page.

The woman didn't care about pretending to be a cultured person. She picked up the magazine and asked the bearded man quickly:

"Old John, what is this talking about?"

The bearded man had a weird expression, but finally said: "This is a popular science warning written specifically for women who have had multiple abortions."

woman:……

During the flight, which lasted more than two hours, the woman kept explaining.

Fortunately, a flight attendant came to dissuade him, otherwise Jiang Zhifei would feel his ears buzzing.

Ten thousand meters above the ground.Jiang Zhifei turned his head and found that Xiao Yu had her eyes closed tightly and was taking a nap in her seat.

A pair of long legs curled up, like a well-behaved Persian cat, made Jiang Zhifei never tire of it.

He waved to the stewardess and said in a low voice: "Please cover the lady next to you with a blanket."

"Okay, sir."

The flight attendant came back after a while and brought two red blankets.

After gently covering Lu Chaoyu, she asked Xiang Jiang Zhifei: "Sir, do you also need..."

"No, thank you. Also, how long will it take to arrive at Hongqiao Airport?"

"According to the estimated landing time of the flight, it will be about 40 minutes later."

"OK, thanks."

Jiang Zhifei turned his head and looked at the seemingly still clouds outside the porthole, feeling slightly lost.

This is his second visit to the magical city of Songhu.

This time, Jiang Zhifei wanted to write a story that was completely different from his previous life.

……

……

Songhu, by the Pujiang River.

Jiang Pingchuan, who rarely had a moment of leisure, stayed in the living room of a mansion with a river view covering an area of ​​over 500 square meters.

He sat comfortably on the handmade custom-made leather sofa, enjoying the plain, unpretentious and ordinary family life.

"Husband, what do you think of this set?"

Jiang Zhifei's stepmother, Yuan Rong, walked out of the cloakroom and asked Jiang Pingchuan.

She was wearing an off-white suit, silver wide-leg pants, and a pair of white high heels.

Even though she was dressed very elegantly, she couldn't hide her natural beauty.

Jiang Pingchuan, who squinted his eyes slightly, looked up lazily.

"Well, it's pretty good. She's gentle, decent, and generous. She's dignified and virtuous without appearing old-fashioned."

Jiang Pingchuan pretended to comment seriously, but actually answered perfunctorily.

"Jiang Pingchuan, when I changed into my third set of clothes, you said exactly the same thing as you do now."

Jiang Pingchuan: ...

Careless.

But you have changed at least a dozen sets, including all kinds of shoes.

It's not like a centipede. Why buy so many high heels?

Jiang Pingchuan thought so in his heart, but said calmly:
"Oh, really? Maybe it's because you are so beautiful, madam, that I was at a loss for words."

"Stop talking to me here. Why are you still sitting there? Go change clothes quickly. Time is running out."

Jiang Pingchuan stood up reluctantly and complained:

"Obviously I am the father and he is the son. How can a son come to Songhu and wait like his father?"

Yuan Rong took off her high heels, gave Jiang Pingchuan a roll of her eyes and said:

"Then what do you want to do, sit at home and wait for Xiao Fei to bring the girl to your door and kowtow to you?"

“The father is the guide for the son, this is the ancestral motto passed down by our ancestors.

That brat Jiang Zhifei, since he doesn't want to recognize me as his father, why should I give him face. "

Obviously, Jiang Pingchuan is still worried about his son's speech at the graduation ceremony.

"Don't keep mentioning those old almanacs to me, I don't want to hear them.

Otherwise, from now on, you will sleep with Sanzang and Wuchang in your arms at night, and don't go to my bed. "

When Jiang Pingchuan heard this, he couldn't help but snorted in his heart.

He is a strong-willed man who reads books from sages, so how could he bend his back for a mere beauty?

But when Jiang Pingchuan took a closer look at his wife's delicate face and her weak and boneless waist...

"Honey, it's the ironed shirt, right? I'll change it right now."

Jiang Pingchuan said with a chuckle.

　Thank you to Mr. Feng Xiaoxiao for your reward and monthly pass. I am so lucky to have the love of Mr. Feng Xiaoxiao.

　　Thanks for the tip, boss.

　　Thanks for the votes guys.

　　Happy weekend everyone, I am begging for all kinds of votes.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)