My Peerless Beauty President

On the surface, Yang Qianqian pretended to ignore her reaction, but in fact, only Zhang Chenfeng could understand the deep meaning contained in it.

She obviously hasn't come out of the shy misunderstanding yet.

The fierce battle last night was probably still warm, right?

At this time, the pilot Zhan Bo just came out of the cockpit. Seeing Yang Qianqian's reaction, he was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled to himself.

The colder his girlfriend's attitude towards Zhang Chenfeng was, the happier he would be, seeing if this poor boy would dare to be shy in front of him in the future.

"Yo, not bad. You drank so much yesterday, and you are still so energetic today. It seems that you are also a soldier who has experienced drinking."

Zhang Chenfeng smiled at Zhan Bo, and said kindly.

"Humph."

Zhan Bo gave a cold snort of disdain, glared at Zhang Chenfeng, turned his head, and walked into the cab again, not paying any attention to Zhang Chenfeng.

The feeling of a hot face against a cold butt will make Zhan Bo feel very refreshed.

"Ugh."

Seeing this scene, Zhang Chenfeng shook his head helplessly.

This buddy's head is green, he doesn't know yet.

Zhang Chenfeng really felt a little sorry for him, and it was right to let him vent.

"Hey, let's go, what are you dawdling in here?"

Zhang Chenfeng turned his head, and found five tall and burly black-faced men standing behind him, with dark faces full of flesh, all urging with fierce expressions.

Seeing Zhang Chenfeng turning his head, a big black-faced man at the front even pushed Zhang Chenfeng unscrupulously.

Zhang Chenfeng was quite helpless. This time he came to Feizhou, not only wiped out the Blood Fiend Group, but also incorporated Shangpa's mercenary group. The friendship of the African people, let's bear with it.

Zhang Chenfeng shrugged, not angry, and quickly walked towards the cabin.

Zhang Chenfeng was seated in the first-class cabin, and deliberately chose a seat by the window. After more than ten hours of flying, occasionally looking at the blue sky and white clouds and the scenery below is indeed a good way to relax.

"This trip to Feizhou has been very fruitful, and I have thoroughly experienced the local customs. I have a lot of aftertaste. I guess I will be busy again after returning to Tianzhou."

Zhang Chenfeng clasped his hands behind his head, put down the comfortable seat, stretched his body at a [-]-degree angle, and thought while looking at the passengers who came in one after another.

One of his two major enemies, the Blood Fiend Group, has now been completely eliminated.

However, the Xiao Clan estimated that the more powerful enemy had been brewing for a long time, and it was possible to launch an action against him at any time.

After returning to Huaxia, it is the top priority to refine all the remaining true qi into fighting breath. Only by stepping into the realm of Qi King can they truly have the strength to compete with the century-old Xiao Clan.

Thinking about it this way, the first class cabin was already full of people.

The flight attendant, Yang Qianqian, explained the precautions before takeoff in fluent English, and then the plane started slowly, taxiing faster and faster on the runway, and finally flew slowly into the blue sky.

After more than ten minutes, Yang Qianqian walked into the cabin again wearing a set of exquisite flight attendant blue uniform.

"Sir, would you like a drink?"

Yang Qianqian is dressed in a uniform and has the noble temperament of a stewardess, even in international flights, she is considered one of the best.

It's just that compared with Lin Weiwei, Yang Qianqian is much inferior.

She pushed the cart full of drinks and asked the passengers one by one what they needed.

Seeing this scene, the corner of Zhang Chenfeng's mouth twitched.

The last time this kind of scene happened, it seemed that it was the first time I met Weiwei. It was also because of a misunderstanding that I and Weiwei slowly came together.

Now it was Weiwei's colleague, but the rice had already been cooked before this scene happened. It is really hard to predict the worldly affairs.

"Sir, may I ask..."

Yang Qianqian pushed the car and slowly came to Zhang Chenfeng's side. She was about to ask politely, but when she looked up, she found Zhang Chenfeng looking at her with a smirk.

Seeing this sunny and handsome face with a bad feeling at the same time, Yang Qianqian's fair and smooth cheeks suddenly showed a shy red.

What happened in the room yesterday immediately came to her mind.

The explosive scene, full of passion and challenge, still cannot dissipate in the beauty's heart for a long time, but it also makes people feel a deep sense of guilt.

"Hey, beauty, give me a cup of coffee, no sugar, less milk."

Zhang Chenfeng didn't call him by his name directly, but said in a half-joking tone.

This method can narrow the distance between men and women, and it is most suitable for two people who have already got to know each other in depth.

"Coffee? Sorry, no right now."

Yang Qianqian raised her beautiful eyes, and deliberately gave Zhang Chenfeng a blank look. After saying this, she straightened her chest, pushed the cart and continued to walk back, without any intention of giving Zhang Chenfeng the coffee.

Zhang Chenfeng smiled helplessly.

It seems that this girl still can't let go of what happened yesterday.

As for whether he can't let go of the embarrassment in his heart or Zhang Chenfeng's might, it's hard to say.

However, he and Yang Qianqian belonged to a dewy relationship, which is different from Weiwei's situation, and I am afraid that there will not be many intersections in the future.

Zhang Chenfeng shook his head helplessly, and continued to look at the magazine in his hand.

However, after more than ten minutes, Yang Qianqian suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Chenfeng with a cup of coffee.

"Here, here...here is your coffee, freshly brewed, be careful not to burn it."

Yang Qianqian carefully put the coffee on the tray in front of Zhang Chenfeng with her slender and slender hands. When she spoke, her tone was very twitchy, her face was already red like a ripened big apple before she finished speaking.

Zhang Chenfeng put down the magazine, glanced at Yang Qianqian, and then at the steaming coffee in front of him.

The fragrance is overflowing, the smell is full of taste, the beauty is delicious, and the coffee brewed is so different.

"Hey, are you caring about me? I have to taste the coffee that the beauty specially made for me."

With a mean smile on Zhang Chenfeng's face, Chaoyang Qianqian raised her eyebrows twice, causing the tall beauty in front of her to feel shy and roll her eyes.

Zhang Chenfeng picked up the coffee and blew on it, drinking it slowly like a cup of peerless tea.

Once in the mouth, it is soft and lingering, full of fragrance, no sugar and less milk, and the amount of milk in it is just right, which is exactly what Zhang Chenfeng likes to drink.

More importantly, this cup of coffee is not the uniform bagged coffee on the plane, but Yang Qianqian specially went to the work area to grind it with a coffee machine. The taste is definitely not comparable to the bagged coffee.

No wonder you didn't give it to me just now, because you wanted to make a cup of loving coffee for me yourself!

What this girl did was obviously expressing her concern and deep love for me. Could it be possible that we can play happily together in the future?