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The plane lowered its altitude and passed through the thin clouds and mist, with the unfathomable blue sea below.The flight attendant in charge of the first-class cabin was collecting passengers' garbage for the last time. A little boy couldn't sit still and crawled around on the seat.

Kong Shao walked over, bent down and softly reminded the little boy to sit down.But the little boy pointed behind him, put his index finger in front of his lips, and said, "Shh—"

The young master turned around, the seat on the other side of the aisle was flat, and a person was lying quietly on it, covered from head to toe with a wine-red blanket.Mr. Kong didn't remember the customer who served this position, except that he could see that the body under the blanket was very thin, he didn't even know whether this person was a man or a woman.

"This..." Kong Shao leaned down, not sure whether to call him "Sir" or "Ma'am".He hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "This passenger, wake up."

A few seconds passed, and the person under the blanket remained unresponsive.The little boy over there has already ran over curiously, sticking out his little head from the edge of the seat.

Young Master Kong hesitated for a moment, but he didn't push directly.He leaned down again, moved a little closer to the man, and said, "Passenger, our plane has already started to descend, you..."

Before he finished speaking, a hand quickly stretched out from under the blanket, and lifted the blanket off.The lying person showed his face, and stared at Shao Kong for a while.

Young Master Kong froze on the spot. He wanted to say sorry, but he couldn't open his mouth, and his cheeks and neck had already started to turn red quickly.The person lying on the seat seemed to have lost interest in him, and pulled the blanket up again, and the whole person disappeared under the wool again.Only then did Master Kong straighten his body, and the little boy was pushed aside by him, and he just looked down in disbelief.

From this moment on, every time he sees the plane blanket and the first-class seat that has been put down, he will think of the face he saw just now.

It was a face with blurred age and gender. It was too feminine for a man, but it was a bit sharp for a woman.

She had a charming and pale face, a frivolous and lazy demeanor, her skin was like the petals of a magnolia, her nose was narrow and straight, and her full lips looked very soft, like delicate and helpless roses.A pair of long eyebrows are angular but not tough, the high eyebrows are pressed a little low, there is a natural mist in the eyes, when looking at people, there is a kind of indifference that spreads from the pupils and disappears. The slightly raised corners of the eyes turned into an extremely charming and enchanting look.

A feeling of being entangled and invited crawled into his body along Shao Kong's gaze, forming an exciting and shameful desire.

The little boy had already returned to his seat, and his mother was sitting next to her, holding a powder compact and looking in the mirror.The little boy leaned over through the armrest and said quietly, "That aunt over there is so beautiful."

The little boy's mother poked her head, but only saw a young empty boy running away.She didn't take it seriously, but the people across the aisle lay down until the captain broadcasted again.

Teng Cuo lifted the blanket and sat up, straightened the seat, and moved his shoulders and neck.His hair was long, hanging down to his waist, and he fiddled with it casually, putting his face close to the window.

The city standing on the coastline presents a piece of silver-gray steel, and a little further away is the green of the mountains.Teng Cuo was a little hot from the sun, and raised his hand to unbutton four shirts.

He was wearing a black shirt, and his slender, pale fingers moved nimbly across it, forming an attractive color contrast.He opened his collar, still looking out of the window, took a deep breath, and slowly turned his face back, and found that the little boy on the other side of the aisle was looking at him.

He looked back, tilted his head slightly, and acted like some kind of small animal.The little boy was amused and said, "Hello, Auntie."

The corner of Teng Cuo's mouth moved, showing a very shallow smile, then raised his hand and tapped his Adam's apple.

The little boy was stunned for a while, and finally showed an expression of sudden realization, and then whispered, "Uncle."

Teng Cuo was very satisfied, so he sat back with his clothes half open, the radio in the cabin rang, and two flight attendants came out, and began to do the final check before landing.The flight attendant who came to call him just now was in charge of their row. When he passed by, Teng raised his eyes by mistake. The flight attendant didn't look in his direction, but his neck was already red.

Teng Zuo laughed, reached out and touched Young Master Kong's wrist.

This made Kong Shao jump almost on the spot, his eyes slid stiffly from his arms to Teng Cuo's chest, and he hesitated for two seconds before meeting Teng Cuo's eyes.He saw Teng Cuo looking up at him, his cat-like eyes blinked slowly.

Teng Cuo said, "I'm hungry."

He was good at it, because he knew what he looked like, so he didn't even ask if there was any food.His voice was very soft, not loud, but surprisingly youthful, it sounded very young, not like a woman.Kong Shao was in a daze, desperately restraining himself from looking at Teng Cuo's chest.

Now of course there is no airplane meal, and Teng Cuo doesn't eat that either.He raised his face, knowing that the innocent young man in front of him would think of a way for him.

Sure enough, Master Kong came to his senses, leaned down, and asked him in a very gentle whisper: "Sir, is chocolate okay?"

The brand of chocolate is quite good, there are six in a small box, which have not been opened yet.It's not uncommon for first-class passengers to give desserts as gifts, but such a whole box is rare. The stewardess delivered it with a tray and a hot towel, which Teng mistakenly took and wiped his hands slowly and carefully.

Kong Shao squatted in front of Teng Cuo the whole time, looking at his face every two seconds.

Teng mistakenly threw the towel back to the tray, and was slow to get the chocolate. The flight attendant lowered his eyes in embarrassment, and stumbled when he got up to leave.Teng Cuo leaned on the armrest and watched him off for a while with a smile on his face.He turned his face inadvertently, and suddenly met the eyes of the man sitting diagonally behind him.

The man was wearing a suit, the fabric looked expensive, and he was full of his huge figure.He looked straight at Teng Cuo, and the light in his eyes implied that the content was quite obscene.He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but Teng Cuo just glanced at him and turned his body back.

No one saw that a cold and fierce emotion was quickly spreading across Teng Cuo's face.He stared out the window, moved his shoulders aggressively like a beast, but ultimately did nothing.

They're still flying and it's not a good place to get out afterwards.

When getting off the plane, Teng Cuo picked up his bag and walked towards the cabin door. A man in a suit was moving the suitcase down from the luggage rack.This movement was a bit difficult for him. When he raised his arms, the hem of the suit was lifted, revealing his beer belly wrapped in a light-colored shirt.

The aisle was tightly blocked, and Teng Cuo stood beside him and waited.The man was holding the box, as if he didn't stand still, his body was crooked, and one arm seemed to be unintentionally stretched towards Teng Cuo's waist.

Teng Cuo smiled and took a step back.

The man failed, so he withdrew his hand embarrassingly, raised his head and smiled at Teng Zuo without restraint, squeezing the flesh on his face to both sides.He took this opportunity to look Teng Cuo up and down, his eyes slid down from Teng Cuo's face, and finally lingered on the waist and hips.

Teng Cuo reacted almost subconsciously and touched the pocket of his trousers, only to remember that his knife had been confiscated during the security check at a foreign airport, and he almost alarmed the customs.The man had already turned around, and he could only walk out slowly with the team, his hands in his trouser pockets, and his fingers tapping on the outside of his thighs without rhythm.

When leaving the cabin, the flight attendant stood by the door, his eyes could even draw sticky threads, but Teng Cuo didn't squint, acting as if he didn't know anything about it, and was extremely cold-blooded.

Teng Cuo didn't have any checked luggage to carry, but he aimed at the person, walked around the luggage carousel, and then entered a bathroom in a relatively remote location.As expected, there was no one inside. When the man in the suit entered, Teng Cuo was leaning sideways against the wall with his luggage at his feet.

Such solitude was interpreted by the man as an invitation, much to his delight.He opened the door of the compartment, faced Teng Cuo, and walked back in step by step.And Teng Cuo understood, and followed him in obediently, while raising his hand to tie up his hair skillfully.

The man showed his smoky teeth and smiled excitedly at Teng Cuo.The cubicle blocked the light from the headlight of the mirror, and in the dark shadows, Teng Cuo, like him, was also smiling excitedly.

The door of the compartment was slammed shut, and then kicked open a few minutes later, and Teng walked out by mistake.

He calmed down, shook his right hand, and there was only joy in his eyes.His mood improved obviously, and he was about to hum a song, but when he lowered his head, he saw the little boy he had seen on the plane standing in front of him blankly.

At this time, the door of the compartment behind Teng Cuo was still wide open, revealing that the man inside was kneeling on the ground, his head buried in the toilet, his shoulders were still twitching, and there were a few shoe prints on the shirt behind him.From the height of a little boy, this man seems to have lost his head.

Teng Cuo turned around quickly and closed the compartment door again.But the little boy had already grinned, his expression stiffened for a few seconds, and then he cried out silently.

Teng Cuo raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth moved, and said helplessly, "You..."

He suddenly thought of something, squatted down and took out the box of chocolates that he didn't have time to eat from his luggage bag.Then he stood up and handed the chocolate to the little boy.

The little boy's shoulders were still twitching, and he looked up at Teng Cuo with snot and tears all over his face.

Teng mistakenly sent the chocolate forward and said, "Eat candy, don't cry."

The little boy slowly reached out to take it, Teng Cuo lowered his voice, and said: "After eating, I go to the toilet to wash my hands and face, and then go out to find my mother, you know?"

He is very seductive when he is not ruthless, and this kind of allure essentially has the same effect on adults and children, it is to make people want to be obedient.The little boy hugged the chocolate and nodded, no more tears, Teng Cuo picked up the bag with satisfaction, and walked out without looking back.

***

Yufang City is one of the most developed cities in the south. There are many people in the airport lobby. The heat wave in August is coming in from the outside, and the air conditioner is fully turned on.Teng Cuo walked briskly through the crowd, stopped at the corner, and leaned against the pillar.

He has slender limbs, the sleeves of his shirt are rolled up casually, his legs are tightly wrapped by black trousers, a little ankle is exposed under the bottom of the trousers, and the ankle bone and Achilles tendon are a little scary.Standing leaning like this made him look a bit slouched, his eyes half-closed, and he seemed out of focus at all.

A woman walked towards him across the hall. There was at least three or forty meters between the two of them, but the woman walked quickly, as if she had already determined that Teng Cuo was the person she was looking for.Teng Cuo saw her, smiled, and raised his chin.

The woman was eye-catching, wearing dark glasses, painted lips scarlet, hair just a little longer than her cut, and a black turtleneck vest.Elongated tattoos protruded from the skin on the back of her neck and arms, but it was impossible to tell what it was, and there were many people in the airport staring at her back.

She walked up to Teng Cuo, and Teng Cuo folded his arms and said, "Hi, Lan Die."

Lan Die and him looked at each other for a while, then nodded, and said in a very cold voice: "Teng Cuo."

Teng Cuo stood up straight and said, "Long time no see."

"It's been a long time," Lan Die said, "Ten years."

He smiled, and stretched out his slender fingers to hook off the sunglasses on Lan Die's face, revealing the dark, unwavering eyes behind him.This action was very frivolous, Lan Die frowned, Teng Cuo smiled indifferently, and put the sunglasses on his face.

He looked at Lan Die from above the lens, the deep double eyelids and eye sockets caught people's attention.

"The Eighteenth Change of the Women's University is very good, Miss Cool." He sounded very emotional, and asked, "How is the business recently?"

Lan Die didn't answer, but turned around and said, "Let's go."

Teng Cuo didn't ask where he was going, but followed Lan Die into the waiting hall and walked towards the coffee shop near the international passenger entrance.There are a lot of people in the coffee shop, most of them are sitting here to waste time after the flight is late, and more people are queuing up to buy and leave.Lan Die took him directly in, and Teng Cuo caught up with her.

Lan Die looked ahead and said, "Mr. Chen is waiting for you."

Teng Cuo lowered his eyes and said "hmm".

Instead of going in, they took a seat by the door.In the farthest corner sat an old man with the appearance of a scholar, his dark gray hair was carefully groomed, and his white shirt was very decent.The old man was reading a book, he was not distracted by the noisy crowd, and his behavior was low-key.

Teng Cuo's eyes slid over him without stopping.

Lan Die sat opposite him, made a call, and then put the phone in the center of their table.There are wired earphones connected to the phone, and Teng Cuo and Lan Die each have one, looking like a pair of friends listening to music together.

Lan Die's voice was a bit low, she said very respectfully: "Mr. Chen."

"Hmm." The voice from the earphone was a little old, with a very gentle tone.Mr. Chen said, "Teng is wrong."

He wanted to talk to Teng Cuo, so Lan Die took off his earphones politely, and turned to look at the crowd outside the coffee shop.Teng took off his sunglasses by mistake, stared down at the phone screen, and whispered, "Mr. Chen."

"Hey." Mr. Chen responded, "You're back?"

His tone was natural and kind, as if the conversation at this moment was the most common greeting between acquaintances.

Teng Cuo was silent for a while, and said, "I'm back."

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