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"Ah, cut!"
Out of the canteen, she sneezed again.
She confirmed this time that someone must have scolded her behind her back, mostly Jiang ziyue.
This person is also insane. Tell her to stay away from Yue Chen.
Did she do anything?
For the past half a year, she has been hiding when she sees Yue Chen. She hasn't even said a few words. What else should she do? I'll fly all day if I don't land, right?
I really want to have something with Yue Chen. Even if I fly in the sky, I can talk on the radio.
To put it bluntly, he still thinks highly of his own man. He thinks he is a treasure. Others want to rob him at a glance. I don't think about Yue Chen's comments on the world airlines. Who doesn't know about him? I don't think about the girl who is going through the day who dares to marry him, and I'm not afraid of saving money to buy a hat after marriage.
Ruan Sixian felt that she shouldn't express her ideas so directly just now. She should put on a pathetic look and said to her, "I'm sorry. I didn't expect you to misunderstand me. I have nothing to do with Captain Yue. We just have a chat and chat together. In the future, I'll try my best to avoid contact with him. Don't let me have any trouble with him."
Just these words, make sure she can't sleep tonight.
But it's better now.
Ruan Sixian knew that other colleagues had received the invitation one after another, and she always worried that Jiang ziyue would send her a copy next to her.
Now that she is so afraid of herself and tears her face, I don't have to worry about it.
What does that mean.
This shows that Jiang ziyue is praising her beauty in another way.
When Ruan Sixian thought about this, she didn't know that she was suffering from a direct and rude rainbow fart on the Internet.
Are models still invited to shoot the promotional film? Can't you use your own staff? 】
two hours ago, the propaganda microblog just came out, and someone commented on it under the official microblog of World Airlines. Xiaobian specially turned it out and replied: it's not a model, it's our pilot.
As a result, the usual few official blog comments immediately broke a thousand.
[sister pilot! I can! I can! 】
[does the recruitment assessment standard have the item of face value? If there is, I won't come. 】
[sister is so beautiful, tell me the flight, I'm going to take it! 】
[it's really flying in the sky. It's a fairy in the sky! 】
[is that ok The female drivers are very annoying. Can the female captain's plane do it? 】
[Oh, some women still look down on women. Your mother gave birth to you just to make you discriminate against your mother? You don't have to pee to see if you can be a pilot? Oh, no, I forgot that pilots don't accept disabled people. Brain disability is also considered disabled. 】
[I can do the other captains, too! Is there anyone to show me the way? 】
after a night's fermentation, the microblog forwarded tens of thousands of messages, and "women pilots of World Airlines" quietly climbed to the top 20 of the hot search list.
Ruan Sixian woke up in the morning, and her mobile phone almost got stuck.
At ordinary times, a small number of microblogs suddenly poured into all kinds of comments and private messages, and the number of fans rose rapidly for several days.
Ruan Sixian was still a little confused. According to the content of everyone's private letter, she found out the source.
But there were too many comments, and she couldn't know how these people got to her microblog.
Her head portrait was taken a few years ago in the Seine River, and her microblog nickname is "I am with the sun" with a little bit of middle air at first glance, so everyone is sure that this is her.
Ruan Sixian opened her private letter again and scanned it. Most of them were from girls.
Some say they want to know each other, some simply express themselves, and some only know how to send "ah ah ah ah ah ah" shrieking chickens.
Of course, there are also very simple, rude and direct private letters expressing one's wishes, usually with only two words - "about?"
Ruan Sixian is very curious about this kind of person's self-confidence. Curiosity makes her pick one out to read the microblog. The desire for survival makes her quit immediately and completely pull the black.
Who can be unhappy when so many strangers blow a rainbow fart.
Ruan Sixian is about to send a screenshot to Bian Xuan and Si Xiaozhen, but the screen is interrupted by a call.
She didn't save the number, but she knew who it was.
After getting through the phone, Ruan Sixian didn't speak, and the other end was silent for a moment.
"Ruan Ruan, is that the woman pilot on the world aviation official blog today you?"
Ruan Sixian was still sitting on the bed with her legs crossed and her head tilted.
Dong Xian's voice softened.
"Why didn't you tell me? I always thought you were still a flight attendant
"You didn't ask me."
"Ruan Ruan, you have realized your dream. Mom is very happy," she said
After listening, Ruan Sixian had nothing to say.
This is what they do every time they call. They are always silent for no reason.Dong Xian didn't understand why Ruan Sixian had become so indifferent to her, sometimes even a little hostile.
"Ruan Ruan, it's your birthday today. Let me cook for you."
"No more." "I have an appointment with a friend," she said
It was countless times that she refused to meet each other. Dong Xian was used to it.
But today is not the same, online photos let her for a long time back to God, more can't believe that her silent daughter has changed so much, she especially want to see her, "then I give you a cake OK?"
"My friends will order cakes for me. Well, I have to work."
Dong Xian inhaled and sighed, "OK, I won't disturb you."
After hanging up, she lay down again and went to sleep.
On the other hand, after Ruan Sixian became a KPI Koi in the world airlines' publicity department, guanbo quickly took advantage of the popularity and sent out a second wave of publicity documents, with a few more photos of Ruan Sixian.
Fu Mingyu looked at the comments on Weibo, calm, but with a cold smile, "it's really loved by everyone."
Bo Yang in the side of the mouth: "not blind love."
Fu Mingyu looked at him, and the other side immediately looked at his nose and heart, pretending to say nothing.
He went to Ruan Sixian's microblog again, looked at the number of fans, and said, "tell the propaganda department that it's enough, don't over consume her."
"Good."
Bo Yang said that he was going to do it. Fu Mingyu stopped him again. "Have all the things moved in?"
"We've arranged for people to move. It should be ready this afternoon."
Fu Mingyu nodded, Bo Yang turned and went out.
At the same time, a call came in from Fu Mingyu's mobile phone.
He frowned and was a little surprised. He didn't know why Dong Xian suddenly called him.
"Auntie, what's up?"
"I'm sorry to disturb you. I want to ask you a little help."
"Well, you say."
"Can you tell me the flight information of the female pilot on the microblog of world airlines today? I have something to do with her
"Sorry, auntie, I can't reveal that."
At the same time, Fu Mingyu has transferred out today's flight information.
Ruan Sixian's flight time has reached the upper limit this month. She has a rest today.
Dong Xian hesitated for a moment and then asked, "then you don't have to tell me the details. Just tell me when she will get off the plane."
Fu Mingyu laughs: "Auntie, I have so many pilots under my hand, how can I know when everyone gets off the plane?"
Then he asked, "do you know her?"
Dong Xian gave a "um".
Fu Mingyu said: "if you know her, you can call her directly. Do you have no contact information?"
"Well." Dong Xian falsely admits, "please, I won't disturb your work first."
"Good."
"Beep" sounds on the phone, Fu Mingyu holds the mobile phone, and the screen automatically returns to the poor picture.
---
in the evening, before the sun sets, the dark clouds come from the west mountain, which has the tendency of rainstorm.
Fu Mingyu didn't let the driver drive him back to Mingchen's apartment.
On the way, big raindrops fell.
Before entering the underground garage, he saw a black Porsche parked outside the gate, a middle-aged driver in the driver's seat, and a woman standing beside the car, with an umbrella in one hand and a cake in the other.
Fu Mingyu didn't meet Dong Xian many times. On rainy days, people couldn't see him clearly. He just felt familiar. Until he got on the elevator, he remembered who he was.
Although they don't know much about Ruan Sixian and Dong Xian, Fu Mingyu can probably guess that if Ruan Sixian wants to see her, why does Dong Xian need to call him for flight information.
But she didn't get any information from him, so she went to find out her address.
Fu Mingyu's finger was about to touch the button on the 16th floor. Thinking about this, he moved down a little and pressed the button on the 14th floor.
The elevator stopped slowly.
Before the door was fully opened, Fu Mingyu heard the man outside singing out of tune and running to Siberia.
As the crack in the door grew bigger, Ruan Sixian, who was wearing a red dress, slowly quieted down.
She coughed, covered up her embarrassment and gave a demure smile.
"Mr. Fu is off duty?"
"Well." Fu Mingyu looked at her, "are you in a good mood today?"
"Not bad."
Ruan Sixian went in and pressed the first floor. The door closed slowly.
When the elevator began to descend, she suddenly asked, "are you going up or down?"
"Downstairs."
"Oh."
Ruan Sixian was not in a good mood today. Two days ago, Bian Xuan's grandmother was ill. She closed the door and went back to her hometown. Now she hasn't come back. Only Si Xiaozhen accompanied her birthday. Midway, she received a phone call from Dong Xian. Her concern did not destroy her mood, but she was not happy. She was wandering in the middle of the world.But in the afternoon, she received countless rainbow farts from netizens, and soon drowned her. She felt like a fairy.
Fairies naturally can't worry about common things.
It's not easy to sing in front of Fu Mingyu at this time, but happiness can't be suppressed. The brain starts a concert by itself, and its fingers are behind him beating the beat.
But God will always give the fairy a little punishment.
When the elevator stopped on the eighth floor, Ruan Sixian had a premonition that Erlang God sent his wheezing dog to catch her and return to Tianting.
Before the dog comes, the sound comes first.
Ruan Sixian's intracerebral concert was cut off instantly.
So the rich are better.
If she didn't live in a single family villa, she couldn't have asked the residents in the same building not to have dogs.
In silence, she retreated to the corner, supported the railing, and looked at the dog in horror.
Ruan Sixian's nerves were tense and her palms were cold. Yu Guang saw the shadows of the two people reflected by the elevator door getting closer and closer until they overlapped.
The cool fir smell on his body is getting closer and closer - Ruan Sixian's vision is slowly blocked by his body, and his shirt and collar are in front of her eyes.
Ruan Sixian looked up at him and blinked. She didn't seem to understand the operation.
She was standing in the corner, and Fu Mingyu's body almost shrank her in this right angle.
It's just that, unlike in the past, he is facing Ruan Sixian instead of turning his back on her.
The narrow space suddenly shrinks, even the breath is difficult to circulate.
He was still looking down at her.
His eyes are particularly calm, as if to maintain their own habit of squinting.
But her eyes were fixed on her face!
Ruan Sixian can't. She can't look at Fu Mingyu like this.
She didn't open her face, but her heart beat uncontrollably.
No, you block the dog. What do you mean when you stand facing me?
The dog is blocking, but your posture is too strange.
It's easier to face the dog than to face the dog man.
In addition to the sound of the dog, she could only hear her own breathing and heartbeat.
when she lowered her eyes, Fu Mingyu could clearly see the brown eyeshadow and the raised Eyeliner on her eyes, and the long eyelash that was specially painted.
He recalled that it was the first time he had seen her make-up in more than half a year.
"Who are you going to see, dressed up so beautifully?"
Ruan Sixian
The point of the whole sentence is "beautiful".
And she found that today, thousands of rainbow farts she accepted, also forward to them.
But when Fu Mingyu said "beautiful", she blushed.
She whispered out two words: "friend."
"Men and women?"
Ruan Sixian's voice was lower: "it's none of your business."
"Feel free to ask." He said slowly, "men and women?"
Do you ask twice casually?
Ruan Sixian didn't want to answer, but the shadow on her head was so oppressive that she couldn't lift her head.
"Man."
"Oh." Fu Mingyu seemed to know that Ruan Sixian said this on purpose, and then asked, "did you go home that night?"
"No return."
"I'll take you there."
His tone was too direct to be a discussion at all.
"No more."
"Are you sure?"
At this time, the elevator stopped on the first floor, the door opened slowly, and the sound of rain came in.
Ruan Sixian
Before going out, she closed the window and concentrated on her make-up. She didn't notice that it was beginning to rain outside.
The owner of the dog took the dog out and was stunned after two steps.
Ruan Sixian thought carefully and immediately pressed the key to close the door.
When the dog owner responded, the door was closed.
But Fu Mingyu was still standing.
Ruan Sixian reached out and pushed his chest. At the same time, she pressed the button on the first floor and said in a hurry, "go, go."
When she got to the parking lot, she got on the co pilot and pulled out the seat belt buckle. Suddenly she thought of something and chuckled.
Fu Mingyu: "what are you laughing at?"
"Nothing." Ruan Sixian said, "I think your co pilot is very comfortable."
"Well." Fu Mingyu nodded and said, "not everyone can sit."
Don't open your face and don't speak.
Next, there is only one direction for this topic.
A man's co pilot sometimes has a special meaning.
At this time, she called suddenly.
Today's rainstorm, weather fusion, many aircraft routes to change, as a dispatcher, Si Xiaozhen can not leave, must work overtime.“……”
She didn't mean to stand up. That's what she did. She understood it, but she was also disappointed.
Fu Mingyu put his hand on the steering wheel and turned to look at Ruan Sixian.
"Friends are not coming?"
It sounds like a bit of schadenfreude.
Ruan Sixian turned her head and did not speak.
Fu Mingyu began to unfasten his seat belt.
"Then go back."
Ruan Sixian didn't speak and didn't object.
It's raining hard outside. If she eats alone in a restaurant, it's her birthday today, and the loneliness index is too high.
Re entering the elevator, Ruan Sixian was at the bottom of the air pressure, and she had already lost her elation when she went out.
She hung her head to press the 14th floor, but was suddenly pulled away by Fu Ming.
"Come upstairs to dinner with me."
He did not wait for Ruan Sixian to answer, but pressed the 16th floor directly.
All right.
In a low mood, she didn't want to struggle or talk.
She didn't want to eat alone on her birthday.
Fu Mingyu is just a person sometimes. Make do with it.
On the 16th floor, Fu Mingyu pressed his fingerprints and unbuttoned his coat.
When the door opened, he suddenly thought of something. He turned back and said with a smile, "you look so beautiful today. In the end, I'm not the only one to watch."
Ruan Sixian said with a smile: "yes, it's cheaper for you."
After entering the door, he took off his coat, put it on the sofa and went to the kitchen in his shirt.
Ruan Si Xian probe into, "do not take out?"
"No point."
"Can you cook?"
"Not bad."
Fu Mingyu opened the refrigerator, looked at the fresh food stuffed by the nanny and asked, "what would you like to eat?"
"All the Manchu and Han people."
Ruan Si Xian picks eyebrow to smile, "can you?"
Fu Mingyu ignored her, reached out his hand in the refrigerator and looked back at her: "longevity noodles, do you want to eat?"
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"Ah, cut!"
Out of the canteen, she sneezed again.
She confirmed this time that someone must have scolded her behind her back, mostly Jiang ziyue.
This person is also insane. Tell her to stay away from Yue Chen.
Did she do anything?
For the past half a year, she has been hiding when she sees Yue Chen. She hasn't even said a few words. What else should she do? I'll fly all day if I don't land, right?
I really want to have something with Yue Chen. Even if I fly in the sky, I can talk on the radio.
To put it bluntly, he still thinks highly of his own man. He thinks he is a treasure. Others want to rob him at a glance. I don't think about Yue Chen's comments on the world airlines. Who doesn't know about him? I don't think about the girl who is going through the day who dares to marry him, and I'm not afraid of saving money to buy a hat after marriage.
Ruan Sixian felt that she shouldn't express her ideas so directly just now. She should put on a pathetic look and said to her, "I'm sorry. I didn't expect you to misunderstand me. I have nothing to do with Captain Yue. We just have a chat and chat together. In the future, I'll try my best to avoid contact with him. Don't let me have any trouble with him."
Just these words, make sure she can't sleep tonight.
But it's better now.
Ruan Sixian knew that other colleagues had received the invitation one after another, and she always worried that Jiang ziyue would send her a copy next to her.
Now that she is so afraid of herself and tears her face, I don't have to worry about it.
What does that mean.
This shows that Jiang ziyue is praising her beauty in another way.
When Ruan Sixian thought about this, she didn't know that she was suffering from a direct and rude rainbow fart on the Internet.
Are models still invited to shoot the promotional film? Can't you use your own staff? 】
two hours ago, the propaganda microblog just came out, and someone commented on it under the official microblog of World Airlines. Xiaobian specially turned it out and replied: it's not a model, it's our pilot.
As a result, the usual few official blog comments immediately broke a thousand.
[sister pilot! I can! I can! 】
[does the recruitment assessment standard have the item of face value? If there is, I won't come. 】
[sister is so beautiful, tell me the flight, I'm going to take it! 】
[it's really flying in the sky. It's a fairy in the sky! 】
[is that ok The female drivers are very annoying. Can the female captain's plane do it? 】
[Oh, some women still look down on women. Your mother gave birth to you just to make you discriminate against your mother? You don't have to pee to see if you can be a pilot? Oh, no, I forgot that pilots don't accept disabled people. Brain disability is also considered disabled. 】
[I can do the other captains, too! Is there anyone to show me the way? 】
after a night's fermentation, the microblog forwarded tens of thousands of messages, and "women pilots of World Airlines" quietly climbed to the top 20 of the hot search list.
Ruan Sixian woke up in the morning, and her mobile phone almost got stuck.
At ordinary times, a small number of microblogs suddenly poured into all kinds of comments and private messages, and the number of fans rose rapidly for several days.
Ruan Sixian was still a little confused. According to the content of everyone's private letter, she found out the source.
But there were too many comments, and she couldn't know how these people got to her microblog.
Her head portrait was taken a few years ago in the Seine River, and her microblog nickname is "I am with the sun" with a little bit of middle air at first glance, so everyone is sure that this is her.
Ruan Sixian opened her private letter again and scanned it. Most of them were from girls.
Some say they want to know each other, some simply express themselves, and some only know how to send "ah ah ah ah ah ah" shrieking chickens.
Of course, there are also very simple, rude and direct private letters expressing one's wishes, usually with only two words - "about?"
Ruan Sixian is very curious about this kind of person's self-confidence. Curiosity makes her pick one out to read the microblog. The desire for survival makes her quit immediately and completely pull the black.
Who can be unhappy when so many strangers blow a rainbow fart.
Ruan Sixian is about to send a screenshot to Bian Xuan and Si Xiaozhen, but the screen is interrupted by a call.
She didn't save the number, but she knew who it was.
After getting through the phone, Ruan Sixian didn't speak, and the other end was silent for a moment.
"Ruan Ruan, is that the woman pilot on the world aviation official blog today you?"
Ruan Sixian was still sitting on the bed with her legs crossed and her head tilted.
Dong Xian's voice softened.
"Why didn't you tell me? I always thought you were still a flight attendant
"You didn't ask me."
"Ruan Ruan, you have realized your dream. Mom is very happy," she said
After listening, Ruan Sixian had nothing to say.
This is what they do every time they call. They are always silent for no reason.Dong Xian didn't understand why Ruan Sixian had become so indifferent to her, sometimes even a little hostile.
"Ruan Ruan, it's your birthday today. Let me cook for you."
"No more." "I have an appointment with a friend," she said
It was countless times that she refused to meet each other. Dong Xian was used to it.
But today is not the same, online photos let her for a long time back to God, more can't believe that her silent daughter has changed so much, she especially want to see her, "then I give you a cake OK?"
"My friends will order cakes for me. Well, I have to work."
Dong Xian inhaled and sighed, "OK, I won't disturb you."
After hanging up, she lay down again and went to sleep.
On the other hand, after Ruan Sixian became a KPI Koi in the world airlines' publicity department, guanbo quickly took advantage of the popularity and sent out a second wave of publicity documents, with a few more photos of Ruan Sixian.
Fu Mingyu looked at the comments on Weibo, calm, but with a cold smile, "it's really loved by everyone."
Bo Yang in the side of the mouth: "not blind love."
Fu Mingyu looked at him, and the other side immediately looked at his nose and heart, pretending to say nothing.
He went to Ruan Sixian's microblog again, looked at the number of fans, and said, "tell the propaganda department that it's enough, don't over consume her."
"Good."
Bo Yang said that he was going to do it. Fu Mingyu stopped him again. "Have all the things moved in?"
"We've arranged for people to move. It should be ready this afternoon."
Fu Mingyu nodded, Bo Yang turned and went out.
At the same time, a call came in from Fu Mingyu's mobile phone.
He frowned and was a little surprised. He didn't know why Dong Xian suddenly called him.
"Auntie, what's up?"
"I'm sorry to disturb you. I want to ask you a little help."
"Well, you say."
"Can you tell me the flight information of the female pilot on the microblog of world airlines today? I have something to do with her
"Sorry, auntie, I can't reveal that."
At the same time, Fu Mingyu has transferred out today's flight information.
Ruan Sixian's flight time has reached the upper limit this month. She has a rest today.
Dong Xian hesitated for a moment and then asked, "then you don't have to tell me the details. Just tell me when she will get off the plane."
Fu Mingyu laughs: "Auntie, I have so many pilots under my hand, how can I know when everyone gets off the plane?"
Then he asked, "do you know her?"
Dong Xian gave a "um".
Fu Mingyu said: "if you know her, you can call her directly. Do you have no contact information?"
"Well." Dong Xian falsely admits, "please, I won't disturb your work first."
"Good."
"Beep" sounds on the phone, Fu Mingyu holds the mobile phone, and the screen automatically returns to the poor picture.
---
in the evening, before the sun sets, the dark clouds come from the west mountain, which has the tendency of rainstorm.
Fu Mingyu didn't let the driver drive him back to Mingchen's apartment.
On the way, big raindrops fell.
Before entering the underground garage, he saw a black Porsche parked outside the gate, a middle-aged driver in the driver's seat, and a woman standing beside the car, with an umbrella in one hand and a cake in the other.
Fu Mingyu didn't meet Dong Xian many times. On rainy days, people couldn't see him clearly. He just felt familiar. Until he got on the elevator, he remembered who he was.
Although they don't know much about Ruan Sixian and Dong Xian, Fu Mingyu can probably guess that if Ruan Sixian wants to see her, why does Dong Xian need to call him for flight information.
But she didn't get any information from him, so she went to find out her address.
Fu Mingyu's finger was about to touch the button on the 16th floor. Thinking about this, he moved down a little and pressed the button on the 14th floor.
The elevator stopped slowly.
Before the door was fully opened, Fu Mingyu heard the man outside singing out of tune and running to Siberia.
As the crack in the door grew bigger, Ruan Sixian, who was wearing a red dress, slowly quieted down.
She coughed, covered up her embarrassment and gave a demure smile.
"Mr. Fu is off duty?"
"Well." Fu Mingyu looked at her, "are you in a good mood today?"
"Not bad."
Ruan Sixian went in and pressed the first floor. The door closed slowly.
When the elevator began to descend, she suddenly asked, "are you going up or down?"
"Downstairs."
"Oh."
Ruan Sixian was not in a good mood today. Two days ago, Bian Xuan's grandmother was ill. She closed the door and went back to her hometown. Now she hasn't come back. Only Si Xiaozhen accompanied her birthday. Midway, she received a phone call from Dong Xian. Her concern did not destroy her mood, but she was not happy. She was wandering in the middle of the world.But in the afternoon, she received countless rainbow farts from netizens, and soon drowned her. She felt like a fairy.
Fairies naturally can't worry about common things.
It's not easy to sing in front of Fu Mingyu at this time, but happiness can't be suppressed. The brain starts a concert by itself, and its fingers are behind him beating the beat.
But God will always give the fairy a little punishment.
When the elevator stopped on the eighth floor, Ruan Sixian had a premonition that Erlang God sent his wheezing dog to catch her and return to Tianting.
Before the dog comes, the sound comes first.
Ruan Sixian's intracerebral concert was cut off instantly.
So the rich are better.
If she didn't live in a single family villa, she couldn't have asked the residents in the same building not to have dogs.
In silence, she retreated to the corner, supported the railing, and looked at the dog in horror.
Ruan Sixian's nerves were tense and her palms were cold. Yu Guang saw the shadows of the two people reflected by the elevator door getting closer and closer until they overlapped.
The cool fir smell on his body is getting closer and closer - Ruan Sixian's vision is slowly blocked by his body, and his shirt and collar are in front of her eyes.
Ruan Sixian looked up at him and blinked. She didn't seem to understand the operation.
She was standing in the corner, and Fu Mingyu's body almost shrank her in this right angle.
It's just that, unlike in the past, he is facing Ruan Sixian instead of turning his back on her.
The narrow space suddenly shrinks, even the breath is difficult to circulate.
He was still looking down at her.
His eyes are particularly calm, as if to maintain their own habit of squinting.
But her eyes were fixed on her face!
Ruan Sixian can't. She can't look at Fu Mingyu like this.
She didn't open her face, but her heart beat uncontrollably.
No, you block the dog. What do you mean when you stand facing me?
The dog is blocking, but your posture is too strange.
It's easier to face the dog than to face the dog man.
In addition to the sound of the dog, she could only hear her own breathing and heartbeat.
when she lowered her eyes, Fu Mingyu could clearly see the brown eyeshadow and the raised Eyeliner on her eyes, and the long eyelash that was specially painted.
He recalled that it was the first time he had seen her make-up in more than half a year.
"Who are you going to see, dressed up so beautifully?"
Ruan Sixian
The point of the whole sentence is "beautiful".
And she found that today, thousands of rainbow farts she accepted, also forward to them.
But when Fu Mingyu said "beautiful", she blushed.
She whispered out two words: "friend."
"Men and women?"
Ruan Sixian's voice was lower: "it's none of your business."
"Feel free to ask." He said slowly, "men and women?"
Do you ask twice casually?
Ruan Sixian didn't want to answer, but the shadow on her head was so oppressive that she couldn't lift her head.
"Man."
"Oh." Fu Mingyu seemed to know that Ruan Sixian said this on purpose, and then asked, "did you go home that night?"
"No return."
"I'll take you there."
His tone was too direct to be a discussion at all.
"No more."
"Are you sure?"
At this time, the elevator stopped on the first floor, the door opened slowly, and the sound of rain came in.
Ruan Sixian
Before going out, she closed the window and concentrated on her make-up. She didn't notice that it was beginning to rain outside.
The owner of the dog took the dog out and was stunned after two steps.
Ruan Sixian thought carefully and immediately pressed the key to close the door.
When the dog owner responded, the door was closed.
But Fu Mingyu was still standing.
Ruan Sixian reached out and pushed his chest. At the same time, she pressed the button on the first floor and said in a hurry, "go, go."
When she got to the parking lot, she got on the co pilot and pulled out the seat belt buckle. Suddenly she thought of something and chuckled.
Fu Mingyu: "what are you laughing at?"
"Nothing." Ruan Sixian said, "I think your co pilot is very comfortable."
"Well." Fu Mingyu nodded and said, "not everyone can sit."
Don't open your face and don't speak.
Next, there is only one direction for this topic.
A man's co pilot sometimes has a special meaning.
At this time, she called suddenly.
Today's rainstorm, weather fusion, many aircraft routes to change, as a dispatcher, Si Xiaozhen can not leave, must work overtime.“……”
She didn't mean to stand up. That's what she did. She understood it, but she was also disappointed.
Fu Mingyu put his hand on the steering wheel and turned to look at Ruan Sixian.
"Friends are not coming?"
It sounds like a bit of schadenfreude.
Ruan Sixian turned her head and did not speak.
Fu Mingyu began to unfasten his seat belt.
"Then go back."
Ruan Sixian didn't speak and didn't object.
It's raining hard outside. If she eats alone in a restaurant, it's her birthday today, and the loneliness index is too high.
Re entering the elevator, Ruan Sixian was at the bottom of the air pressure, and she had already lost her elation when she went out.
She hung her head to press the 14th floor, but was suddenly pulled away by Fu Ming.
"Come upstairs to dinner with me."
He did not wait for Ruan Sixian to answer, but pressed the 16th floor directly.
All right.
In a low mood, she didn't want to struggle or talk.
She didn't want to eat alone on her birthday.
Fu Mingyu is just a person sometimes. Make do with it.
On the 16th floor, Fu Mingyu pressed his fingerprints and unbuttoned his coat.
When the door opened, he suddenly thought of something. He turned back and said with a smile, "you look so beautiful today. In the end, I'm not the only one to watch."
Ruan Sixian said with a smile: "yes, it's cheaper for you."
After entering the door, he took off his coat, put it on the sofa and went to the kitchen in his shirt.
Ruan Si Xian probe into, "do not take out?"
"No point."
"Can you cook?"
"Not bad."
Fu Mingyu opened the refrigerator, looked at the fresh food stuffed by the nanny and asked, "what would you like to eat?"
"All the Manchu and Han people."
Ruan Si Xian picks eyebrow to smile, "can you?"
Fu Mingyu ignored her, reached out his hand in the refrigerator and looked back at her: "longevity noodles, do you want to eat?"
"Ah, cut!" Out of the canteen, she sneezed again. She confirmed this time that someone must have scolded her behind her back, mostly Jiang ziyue. This person is also insane. Tell her to stay away from Yue Chen. Did she do anything? For the past half a year, she has been hiding when she sees Yue Chen. She hasn't even said a few words. What else should she do? I'll fly all day if I don't land, right? I really want to have something with Yue Chen. Even if I fly in the sky, I can talk on the radio. To put it bluntly, he still thinks highly of his own man. He thinks he is a treasure. Others want to rob him at a glance. I don't think about Yue Chen's comments on the world airlines. Who doesn't know about him? I don't think about the girl who is going through the day who dares to marry him, and I'm not afraid of saving money to buy a hat after marriage. Ruan Sixian felt that she shouldn't express her ideas so directly just now. She should put on a pathetic look and said to her, "I'm sorry. I didn't expect you to misunderstand me. I have nothing to do with Captain Yue. We just have a chat and chat together. In the future, I'll try my best to avoid contact with him. Don't let me have any trouble with him." Just these words, make sure she can't sleep tonight. But it's better now. Ruan Sixian knew that other colleagues had received the invitation one after another, and she always worried that Jiang ziyue would send her a copy next to her. Now that she is so afraid of herself and tears her face, I don't have to worry about it. What does that mean. This shows that Jiang ziyue is praising her beauty in another way. When Ruan Sixian thought about this, she didn't know that she was suffering from a direct and rude rainbow fart on the Internet. Are models still invited to shoot the promotional film? Can't you use your own staff? two hours ago, the propaganda microblog just came out, and someone commented on it under the official microblog of World Airlines. Xiaobian specially turned it out and replied: it's not a model, it's our pilot. As a result, the usual few official blog comments immediately broke a thousand. sister pilot! I can! I can! does the recruitment assessment standard have the item of face value? If there is, I won't come. sister is so beautiful, tell me the flight, I'm going to take it! it's really flying in the sky. It's a fairy in the sky! is that ok The female drivers are very annoying. Can the female captain's plane do it? Oh, some women still look down on women. Your mother gave birth to you just to make you discriminate against your mother? You don't have to pee to see if you can be a pilot? Oh, no, I forgot that pilots don't accept disabled people. Brain disability is also considered disabled. I can do the other captains, too! Is there anyone to show me the way? after a night's fermentation, the microblog forwarded tens of thousands of messages, and "women pilots of World Airlines" quietly climbed to the top 20 of the hot search list. Ruan Sixian woke up in the morning, and her mobile phone almost got stuck. At ordinary times, a small number of microblogs suddenly poured into all kinds of comments and private messages, and the number of fans rose rapidly for several days. Ruan Sixian was still a little confused. According to the content of everyone's private letter, she found out the source. But there were too many comments, and she couldn't know how these people got to her microblog. Her head portrait was taken a few years ago in the Seine River, and her microblog nickname is "I am with the sun" with a little bit of middle air at first glance, so everyone is sure that this is her. Ruan Sixian opened her private letter again and scanned it. Most of them were from girls. Some say they want to know each other, some simply express themselves, and some only know how to send "ah ah ah ah ah ah" shrieking chickens. Of course, there are also very simple, rude and direct private letters expressing one's wishes, usually with only two words - "about?" Ruan Sixian is very curious about this kind of person's self-confidence. Curiosity makes her pick one out to read the microblog. The desire for survival makes her quit immediately and completely pull the black. Who can be unhappy when so many strangers blow a rainbow fart. Ruan Sixian is about to send a screenshot to Bian Xuan and Si Xiaozhen, but the screen is interrupted by a call. She didn't save the number, but she knew who it was. After getting through the phone, Ruan Sixian didn't speak, and the other end was silent for a moment. "Ruan Ruan, is that the woman pilot on the world aviation official blog today you?" Ruan Sixian was still sitting on the bed with her legs crossed and her head tilted. Dong Xian's voice softened. "Why didn't you tell me? I always thought you were still a flight attendant "You didn't ask me." "Ruan Ruan, you have realized your dream. Mom is very happy," she said After listening, Ruan Sixian had nothing to say. This is what they do every time they call. They are always silent for no reason.Dong Xian didn't understand why Ruan Sixian had become so indifferent to her, sometimes even a little hostile. "Ruan Ruan, it's your birthday today. Let me cook for you." "No more." "I have an appointment with a friend," she said It was countless times that she refused to meet each other. Dong Xian was used to it. But today is not the same, online photos let her for a long time back to God, more can't believe that her silent daughter has changed so much, she especially want to see her, "then I give you a cake OK?" "My friends will order cakes for me. Well, I have to work." Dong Xian inhaled and sighed, "OK, I won't disturb you." After hanging up, she lay down again and went to sleep. On the other hand, after Ruan Sixian became a KPI Koi in the world airlines' publicity department, guanbo quickly took advantage of the popularity and sent out a second wave of publicity documents, with a few more photos of Ruan Sixian. Fu Mingyu looked at the comments on Weibo, calm, but with a cold smile, "it's really loved by everyone." Bo Yang in the side of the mouth: "not blind love." Fu Mingyu looked at him, and the other side immediately looked at his nose and heart, pretending to say nothing. He went to Ruan Sixian's microblog again, looked at the number of fans, and said, "tell the propaganda department that it's enough, don't over consume her." "Good." Bo Yang said that he was going to do it. Fu Mingyu stopped him again. "Have all the things moved in?" "We've arranged for people to move. It should be ready this afternoon." Fu Mingyu nodded, Bo Yang turned and went out. At the same time, a call came in from Fu Mingyu's mobile phone. He frowned and was a little surprised. He didn't know why Dong Xian suddenly called him. "Auntie, what's up?" "I'm sorry to disturb you. I want to ask you a little help." "Well, you say." "Can you tell me the flight information of the female pilot on the microblog of world airlines today? I have something to do with her "Sorry, auntie, I can't reveal that." At the same time, Fu Mingyu has transferred out today's flight information. Ruan Sixian's flight time has reached the upper limit this month. She has a rest today. Dong Xian hesitated for a moment and then asked, "then you don't have to tell me the details. Just tell me when she will get off the plane." Fu Mingyu laughs: "Auntie, I have so many pilots under my hand, how can I know when everyone gets off the plane?" Then he asked, "do you know her?" Dong Xian gave a "um". Fu Mingyu said: "if you know her, you can call her directly. Do you have no contact information?" "Well." Dong Xian falsely admits, "please, I won't disturb your work first." "Good." "Beep" sounds on the phone, Fu Mingyu holds the mobile phone, and the screen automatically returns to the poor picture. ---in the evening, before the sun sets, the dark clouds come from the west mountain, which has the tendency of rainstorm. Fu Mingyu didn't let the driver drive him back to Mingchen's apartment. On the way, big raindrops fell. Before entering the underground garage, he saw a black Porsche parked outside the gate, a middle-aged driver in the driver's seat, and a woman standing beside the car, with an umbrella in one hand and a cake in the other. Fu Mingyu didn't meet Dong Xian many times. On rainy days, people couldn't see him clearly. He just felt familiar. Until he got on the elevator, he remembered who he was. Although they don't know much about Ruan Sixian and Dong Xian, Fu Mingyu can probably guess that if Ruan Sixian wants to see her, why does Dong Xian need to call him for flight information. But she didn't get any information from him, so she went to find out her address. Fu Mingyu's finger was about to touch the button on the 16th floor. Thinking about this, he moved down a little and pressed the button on the 14th floor. The elevator stopped slowly. Before the door was fully opened, Fu Mingyu heard the man outside singing out of tune and running to Siberia. As the crack in the door grew bigger, Ruan Sixian, who was wearing a red dress, slowly quieted down. She coughed, covered up her embarrassment and gave a demure smile. "Mr. Fu is off duty?" "Well." Fu Mingyu looked at her, "are you in a good mood today?" "Not bad." Ruan Sixian went in and pressed the first floor. The door closed slowly. When the elevator began to descend, she suddenly asked, "are you going up or down?" "Downstairs." "Oh." Ruan Sixian was not in a good mood today. Two days ago, Bian Xuan's grandmother was ill. She closed the door and went back to her hometown. Now she hasn't come back. Only Si Xiaozhen accompanied her birthday. Midway, she received a phone call from Dong Xian. Her concern did not destroy her mood, but she was not happy. She was wandering in the middle of the world.But in the afternoon, she received countless rainbow farts from netizens, and soon drowned her. She felt like a fairy. Fairies naturally can't worry about common things. It's not easy to sing in front of Fu Mingyu at this time, but happiness can't be suppressed. The brain starts a concert by itself, and its fingers are behind him beating the beat. But God will always give the fairy a little punishment. When the elevator stopped on the eighth floor, Ruan Sixian had a premonition that Erlang God sent his wheezing dog to catch her and return to Tianting. Before the dog comes, the sound comes first. Ruan Sixian's intracerebral concert was cut off instantly. So the rich are better. If she didn't live in a single family villa, she couldn't have asked the residents in the same building not to have dogs. In silence, she retreated to the corner, supported the railing, and looked at the dog in horror. Ruan Sixian's nerves were tense and her palms were cold. Yu Guang saw the shadows of the two people reflected by the elevator door getting closer and closer until they overlapped. The cool fir smell on his body is getting closer and closer - Ruan Sixian's vision is slowly blocked by his body, and his shirt and collar are in front of her eyes. Ruan Sixian looked up at him and blinked. She didn't seem to understand the operation. She was standing in the corner, and Fu Mingyu's body almost shrank her in this right angle. It's just that, unlike in the past, he is facing Ruan Sixian instead of turning his back on her. The narrow space suddenly shrinks, even the breath is difficult to circulate. He was still looking down at her. His eyes are particularly calm, as if to maintain their own habit of squinting. But her eyes were fixed on her face! Ruan Sixian can't. She can't look at Fu Mingyu like this. She didn't open her face, but her heart beat uncontrollably. No, you block the dog. What do you mean when you stand facing me? The dog is blocking, but your posture is too strange. It's easier to face the dog than to face the dog man. In addition to the sound of the dog, she could only hear her own breathing and heartbeat. when she lowered her eyes, Fu Mingyu could clearly see the brown eyeshadow and the raised Eyeliner on her eyes, and the long eyelash that was specially painted. He recalled that it was the first time he had seen her make-up in more than half a year. "Who are you going to see, dressed up so beautifully?" Ruan Sixian The point of the whole sentence is "beautiful". And she found that today, thousands of rainbow farts she accepted, also forward to them. But when Fu Mingyu said "beautiful", she blushed. She whispered out two words: "friend." "Men and women?" Ruan Sixian's voice was lower: "it's none of your business." "Feel free to ask." He said slowly, "men and women?" Do you ask twice casually? Ruan Sixian didn't want to answer, but the shadow on her head was so oppressive that she couldn't lift her head. "Man." "Oh." Fu Mingyu seemed to know that Ruan Sixian said this on purpose, and then asked, "did you go home that night?" "No return." "I'll take you there." His tone was too direct to be a discussion at all. "No more." "Are you sure?" At this time, the elevator stopped on the first floor, the door opened slowly, and the sound of rain came in. Ruan Sixian Before going out, she closed the window and concentrated on her make-up. She didn't notice that it was beginning to rain outside. The owner of the dog took the dog out and was stunned after two steps. Ruan Sixian thought carefully and immediately pressed the key to close the door. When the dog owner responded, the door was closed. But Fu Mingyu was still standing. Ruan Sixian reached out and pushed his chest. At the same time, she pressed the button on the first floor and said in a hurry, "go, go." When she got to the parking lot, she got on the co pilot and pulled out the seat belt buckle. Suddenly she thought of something and chuckled. Fu Mingyu: "what are you laughing at?" "Nothing." Ruan Sixian said, "I think your co pilot is very comfortable." "Well." Fu Mingyu nodded and said, "not everyone can sit." Don't open your face and don't speak. Next, there is only one direction for this topic. A man's co pilot sometimes has a special meaning. At this time, she called suddenly. Today's rainstorm, weather fusion, many aircraft routes to change, as a dispatcher, Si Xiaozhen can not leave, must work overtime. She didn't mean to stand up. That's what she did. She understood it, but she was also disappointed. Fu Mingyu put his hand on the steering wheel and turned to look at Ruan Sixian. "Friends are not coming?" It sounds like a bit of schadenfreude. Ruan Sixian turned her head and did not speak. Fu Mingyu began to unfasten his seat belt. "Then go back." Ruan Sixian didn't speak and didn't object. It's raining hard outside. If she eats alone in a restaurant, it's her birthday today, and the loneliness index is too high. Re entering the elevator, Ruan Sixian was at the bottom of the air pressure, and she had already lost her elation when she went out. She hung her head to press the 14th floor, but was suddenly pulled away by Fu Ming. "Come upstairs to dinner with me." He did not wait for Ruan Sixian to answer, but pressed the 16th floor directly. All right. In a low mood, she didn't want to struggle or talk. She didn't want to eat alone on her birthday. Fu Mingyu is just a person sometimes. Make do with it. On the 16th floor, Fu Mingyu pressed his fingerprints and unbuttoned his coat. When the door opened, he suddenly thought of something. He turned back and said with a smile, "you look so beautiful today. In the end, I'm not the only one to watch." Ruan Sixian said with a smile: "yes, it's cheaper for you." After entering the door, he took off his coat, put it on the sofa and went to the kitchen in his shirt. Ruan Si Xian probe into, "do not take out?" "No point." "Can you cook?" "Not bad." Fu Mingyu opened the refrigerator, looked at the fresh food stuffed by the nanny and asked, "what would you like to eat?" "All the Manchu and Han people." Ruan Si Xian picks eyebrow to smile, "can you?" Fu Mingyu ignored her, reached out his hand in the refrigerator and looked back at her: "longevity noodles, do you want to eat?"
