Quick Travel: There must be sugar in your pocket

Chapter 214 The Idol Disillusioned

Gao Weishen was taken aback by Fu Luo's direct words, and stared blankly at Fu Luo.

The roots of the ears are more rosy than before.

But Fu Luo wasn't satisfied, he touched his nose again, stared at Gao Weishen seriously and said, "I'm not joking."

But I couldn't help laughing in my heart, Gao Weishen's silly look was so interesting and amusing.

Gao Weishen's heart was so nervous that he sweated, and he didn't dare to look directly at Fu Luo anymore.

Deciding to change the subject, he pretended to be calm and asked, "Mr. Fu, what would you like to drink?"

Isn't it a joke that his idol said he likes him?This was simply a blatant tease, and he didn't know whether he should be angry or happy.

After asking, he felt that he was very witty, and it was already pretty good to be able to maintain his rationality in front of his idol.

It's just that the topic was so blunt that Fu Luo wanted to laugh, but he was trying to hold back.

Cooperating with Gao Weishen, he said, "Then just have a glass of water."

Simple enough!Don't make things difficult!How wonderful!
Fu Luo was still sighing in his heart, at this time Gao Weishen asked, "Then what is Mr. Fu planning to use for the durian layer?"

This durian mille-feuille was specially prepared by Fu Luo for the airline, because Fu Luo was a very troublesome person, and he wanted to be able to enjoy afternoon tea at three o'clock in the afternoon every day.

And his favorite dessert is durian mille-feuille, who would have thought that a man who looks as gentle as jade would like such a strong dessert, Gao Weishen's expression became weird when he knew about it.

Gao Weishen is afraid to avoid durian, he really doesn't like the smell of durian.

And now that Gao Weishen mentioned this, Fu Yao also remembered it. He raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and said seriously, "You will be served in an hour and 23 minutes, and then you will have a glass of Blue Mountain."

The feeling became tricky in an instant.

In Gao Weishen's mind, Fu Xiao is easy-going and gentle, but he can't bear the difference between his idols.

He kept smiling and said politely, "Then I'll pour a glass of water for Mr. Fu now."

An idol is an idol, but you can see it from a distance but not up close.

I'm really going to be disillusioned... I actually like durian!

Gao Weishen turned around to find his own dining car, and quickly poured Fu Xiao a glass of warm water.

After that, Fu Xiao didn't think about what to say, because he should take a nap, and it was too late now.

Don't look at Fu Xiao's easy-going appearance, but in fact, sometimes there are more rules.

He should take a nap at 02:30, wake up at 06:30, have afternoon tea at 07:30, have dinner at [-]:[-], take a bath at [-]:[-], go to bed at [-]:[-], wake up at [-]:[-] the next morning, [-] Morning run at :[-], breakfast and shower at [-]:[-], lunch at [-]:[-].

Nothing can be shaken every day. Of course, if there are force majeure factors, some things will have to be postponed.

Didn't he postpone his nap time just now, and now he can only sleep for an hour.

Thinking about it, Fu Xiao couldn't help but yawned, and then lay down on the bed.

I fell asleep after a while.

Gao Weishen, who was highly nervous, was relieved when he saw that Fu Luo fell asleep.

Gao Weishen, who was sitting on the chair, also relaxed, it was really not easy to be in the same room with his idol.

He looked at the layers of clouds outside and suddenly became dazed.

Thinking of Fu Xiao's blog, he opened it and took a few more glances.

The latest one is still stuck in last night's "Next stop - Tahiti~"

Also attached is a selfie of Fu Xiao.

He remembered that he still thought it was amazing at that time, it was rare to see Fu Xiao go abroad, this was a rare time, and he was looking forward to and excited about the new photos that Fu Xiao was about to take.

But I didn't expect to receive the news this morning that the passenger who will be responsible today is Fu Xiao.

He was stunned.

He was actually the one who personally sent Fu Xiao to Tahiti!
Excited to think about it.

But in the next second, he saw the real Fu Xiao, who was still good-looking, but he couldn't bear it in terms of personality.

Glancing again at Fu Luo who was already sound asleep, Gao Weishen sighed inwardly.

In a daze, time passed by minute by minute.

After hesitating for a while, he went to make Blue Mountain coffee for Fu Xiao.

When Fu Luo woke up, Gao Weishen was not in the mini-suite.

Glancing at the watch again, the biological clock was still on time and only one or two minutes had passed.

His expression was still a little dazed, and it took him a while to remember that he was on the plane.

He took a sip of the cold water to moisten his parched lips and throat.

Then he also had expectations for the durian mille-feuille prepared by the airline. He has tasted all kinds of durian mille-feuille, both good and bad, but he has not yet found his favorite.

He looked at the travel guide for a while, and then he heard the rustling sound of the wheels of the dining car sliding on the ground.

Then Gao Weishen's clear and clean voice was heard, "Mr. Fu, your durian Melaleuca and Blue Mountain are ready."

Gao Weishen gently put the cake and coffee on the table.

It's just that Fu Luo noticed Gao Weishen's strange expression, which should be an expression of disgust.

It seems that I don't like the taste of durian, after all, durian is also considered a heavy food.

And completely different from Gao Weishen, Fu Luo had an expression of enjoyment on his face.

The fragrance of durian is simply Fuzhi's favorite.

And seeing that Gao Weishen doesn't like durians, Fu Luo wanted to tease Gao Weishen.

Fu Luo first dug a small spoonful of durian mille-feuille and put it into his mouth. The tip of his tongue enjoyed the aroma of durian meat, sweet but not greasy.

The durian meat is still a high-quality product, but he prefers to substitute the glutinous rice skin for the panji skin, which is softer, so Fu Xiao is not very satisfied with the durian millefeuille provided by the airline, but he can still eat it.

He took another sip of coffee, he is not very particular about coffee, as long as the taste is right.

After trying it, Fu Luo was going to play tricks on Gao Weishen.

He hooked his fingers to Gao Weishen, and said lightly, "Hey, Gao Weishen, come here."

When Gao Weishen came over, Fu Luo took the opportunity to dig out a small spoonful of cake.

Gao Weishen respectfully asked with a smile, "Mr. Fu, do you need any help?"

"Would you like to take a bite? Gao Weishen?" Fu Luo stood up straight away, and brought the cake closer to Gao Weishen's mouth.

His expression seemed serious, but there was an uncontrollable smile on his lips.

He couldn't wait to see Gao Weishen's deflated appearance.

Obviously he disliked him, so he could only cater to him, and then he didn't dare not listen, after all, passengers come first.

As soon as the cake got closer, the smell of durian wafted over, and Gao Weishen's expression instantly became indescribable.

Gao Weishen forced a serious and righteous look, lowered his eyelids and looked at Fu Luo earnestly, "Mr. Fu, I can't eat the food of the passengers."

I hate durian so much.

Seeing Fu Luo's obviously playful eyes, Gao Weishen knew that he was being deliberately played by Fu Luo.

"Then I let you eat, you should eat it? The principle of passenger first!"

Fu Luo curled his lips and began to play tricks.

(End of this chapter)