Gambling on Stones: A windfall of 200 million will come from the sky at the beginning

"Sir, wait until the plane is flying smoothly before unbuckling your seatbelts, and if you need a drink, please give me orders.

Ye Qing didn't answer, and now he was so weak that he couldn't even open his mouth.

The dragon stone jade in the palm of the palm is getting redder and redder, as if it is about to drip blood.

The stewardess bowed slightly and left disappointed.

A deafening roar suddenly rang out, and the plane slid across the long runway and took off.

The huge feeling of pushing back made Ye Qing's body involuntarily lean back.

A

gentle and pleasant liquid flowed into Ye Qing's flesh and blood along the Pixiu horn.

As the blood flowed through the veins, his eyes began to ache and ache, and tears could not stop pouring out.

The plane entered the stratosphere, and the huge inertia disappeared.

"Sir, what's wrong with you!" I

don't know when, the beautiful stewardess appeared beside Ye Qing again, carefully took out a white handkerchief, and wiped the tears on his face.

"Thank you!" Ye Qing opened her eyes and smiled ashamedly, but suddenly saw the white handkerchief in the flight attendant's hand, which was dirty with her own tears

: "I'm sorry, I soiled your handkerchief, how much is it, I'll pay you

!" The beautiful flight attendant held back a smile and asked curiously: "Sir, is it the first time to take a plane, I was scared to cry just now!"

Ye Qing was inexplicably wronged, but he also knew that no matter how much explanation he had, he would be weak:

"I'm sorry,

I'm really sorry." He took out his wallet and took out two hundred yuan: "Trouble you, when the plane lands, buy another

handkerchief for yourself!" "

A handkerchief, worthless!" Seeing that he didn't mean to return the handkerchief to herself, and didn't ask for his money, the flight attendant smiled:

"Sir, you were sweating all over just now, do you want to go to the bathroom to scrub and change your clothes?"

Only then did Ye Qing discover that the inexplicable liquid in the dragon stone seed Pixiu just now was poured into the blood vessels.

Not only are tears pouring out, but even the pores are secreting a lot of sweat, exuding a foul smell, no wonder the flight attendant kindly reminded him.

Ye Qing hurriedly unbuckled his seat belt, carried his small suitcase, and rushed into the bathroom in embarrassment!

Locked the door, turned on the faucet, stuffed the dragon stone seed Pixiu in his hand into the suitcase, and took out a change of clothes.

Ye Qing took off the casual clothes on his body and looked at the spots on his skin.

I also secretly wondered in my heart, I am not dirty on my body, why is there an extra layer of dirt when I sweat.

Could it be the legendary hair cutting and marrow washing, I have read too many novels!

Ye Qing shook his head and smiled bitterly, the towel was dipped in water, and he quickly cleaned his body, the smell disappeared, and he suddenly became refreshed.

Staring at the mirror on the wall and observing your own eyes, there is no clairvoyant ability, and there is nothing unusual.

took out the dragon stone seed pixiu from the suitcase, and carefully observed the half-ring, the blood color inside was not at all, like a piece of verdant glass.

Suspiciously, he hung the dragon stone seed Pixiu around his neck, and then put on a white sportswear.

Cleaning up and opening the door, the beautiful flight attendant, crouching ten meters away with her back to her, whispered something to a passenger.

The emaciated back arched a graceful curve, and there was a long broken hair on her shoulder!

When did my eyesight get so good, Ye Qing was shocked!

In order to verify that he was not mistaken, Ye Qing pulled the suitcase and walked over quickly.

The beautiful stewardess moved her body slightly to make a way.

Ye Qing stood beside her and said in a low voice

, "Thank you!" "Sir, you're welcome, it's what I should do!"

The stewardess smiled with a smile.

"There's a hair here, I'll take it down for you!" Ye Qing didn't wait for the flight attendant's permission, his fingers twisted on her fragrant shoulder, but he felt her smooth skin wrapped in her clothes, and instantly tightened

! "Boy, what are you doing, take advantage of the flight attendant!" The middle-aged passenger who was talking to the flight attendant in a low voice just now shouted in a low voice, but his eyes were a little envious!

Ye Qing glanced at him coldly, pinched the long hair with his fingers, and sent it to the flight attendant!

"Sir, no, it's also rude for our flight attendant to have hair loss on her, thank you to this gentleman for helping me take it off!" The flight attendant blushed and explained softly.

The middle-aged man ignored the flight attendant, stood up suddenly, and said sharply:

"Boy, what are you staring at, as if my Kyoto masters are afraid of fighting!"

"It seems that I am also a Kyoto master." Ye Qing's eyes became even colder

: "Otherwise, when you get off the plane, let's compare

!" "Two gentlemen, it's all a misunderstanding!" The stewardess stood up and said with a smile

: "Besides, we are all civilized people, and fighting can't solve the problem

!" "Boy, where are you messing around!"

The middle-aged man shouted:

"I am mixed with Chaoyang, and I have the ability to go back to Kyoto to make an appointment."

Ye Qing sneered: "Accompany me at any time, you can come to Panjiayuan Shizhai to find me after returning to Kyoto!"

"My name is Wang Liang, if I don't go, I will be my grandson!" Wang Liang sat back angrily.

"Sir, it's not worth it!" the beautiful stewardess accompanied her smiling face:

"They are all gentlemen from Kyoto, bright and atmospheric, don't hurt the harmony because of a little thing!"

The stewardess begged softly, and the two of them didn't want to lose the face of the Kyoto gentlemen.

Under Wang Liang's vicious gaze, Ye Qing returned to his seat!

The stewardess brought Ye Qing a drink in an empathetic manner, and asked in a low voice: "Is your body okay?"

"It's okay, thank you!" Ye Qing smiled and thanked him. Glancing at her nameplate, the flight attendant Qin Mingyue

smiled and said, "The first time I take a plane, it is normal to be afraid in my heart, and I will get used to it after a few more rides." "

I was treated by the beautiful flight attendant as a rookie who took a plane for the first time, and I was so scared that I cried.

But Ye Qing really couldn't explain the strange incident just now, so he could only smile and nod bitterly.

Seeing that Ye Qing didn't mean to talk to herself, the flight attendant smiled slightly and left in a disappointed mood!

Ye Qing closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, but Wang Liang in the back row refused to let him go: "Guys, it's a gambling stone to go to Ruili, right? Be careful that you even lose your pants."

Ye Qing didn't open his eyes, and said with a smile: "It seems that you are an old gambler."

But don't forget, those who drown know how to water, if it's your turn to line up on the rooftop, I can help you bring the urn back

!" "You!"

Wang Liang gritted his teeth and scolded unlucky, but he didn't want to touch his head again, gamblers are afraid that others will curse him for losing.

Stimulate this kid again, God knows what feces came out of his mouth, and said with hatred: "Go back to Kyoto and settle accounts with you!"

Ye Qing smiled, people who gamble on stones are the most taboo and impetuous, this guy can't find the north if he is provoked, and it's strange if he is not deceived to death.

After a five-hour flight, the plane landed at Mangshi Airport, and when Ye Qing walked out of the airport, he saw Master's old Bentley!