Mr. You, Please Dote On Me

"Why don't I know when I had a bad temper?"

Zhongyi smiled awkwardly, rubbing her hair and explaining. 「^ 追 ^ 书 ^ 帮 ^ 首 ~ 发」

"Mainly, I think you'll miss Zhao Xuehan quite a lot. Wouldn't this help you solve your worries? Who knows that you are going to choke someone ... what a terrible man."

Youze waved his palm and hid in time.

"Who said I missed her! You can't stop talking about me and throw you away from here!"

Zhongyi squinted his eyes and nodded again and again, "No need to explain, I understand I understand!"

You Ze smoked his cigarette, put on his coat and was ready to go out. He couldn't listen anymore. He never thought of Zhao Xuehan, was it because he was drunk ...

bother! Anyway, he finally knew why Shiyao rejected himself, so coaxing his wife was the key!

Zhong grabbed Youze's clothes desperately and hugged his arm in tears.

"Don't go! You just promised me to fly for my flight today. I can't regret it!"

Zhongyi blinked his black and swollen eyes, and now he can fall asleep when he turns his head, not because he wants to be lazy, but is really afraid of something wrong.

Youze opened his favorite hand and pushed it into the lounge. Five minutes later, Youze came out wearing his favorite clothes.

"Go back and quit Jiayuan's job. Take care of your wife and children. This job is not for you."

Zhongyi sat on the bed, and felt helplessly. Indeed, Youze has helped him to adjust all the flights to daylight. It will still not work in this way. He will spend a lot of energy on Xu Youyou every day, and he will not adjust at all.

"I will think about it……"

Youze brought sunglasses to leave the office, attracting many people's eyes along the way.

"Oh my god! So handsome ..." Some stewardesses started committing idiots, and some people recognized that it was not what they wanted.

Although he is very handsome, there is no such kind of domineering as Youze, but just before everyone can guess, Youze has already set foot on the plane.

...

When the passenger's problem was solved, Shi Yao returned to the rest cabin.

Shi Yao was lying lazily on the small bed, and the whole person was lethargic.

"Well, I'm so tired."

Shi Yao rubbed his waist weakly and felt tired when he first worked.

It seems that protecting the body is still very important. When thinking about this, Yao Yan drank a big mouthful of water, and resentment against You Ze resurfaced.

After a simple meal, Shi Yao closed her eyes and planned to take a nap. The voyage was not too far, but she returned to City A at about 8 pm. She is in a bad state of mind.

Shi Yao was about to fall asleep, and suddenly there was a bump, and Shi Yao couldn't control and fell to the ground.

"by!"

Shi Yaoqiang propped up his body, his bones were about to break.

After rubbing his numb arm, Shi Yao no longer felt pain.

After another bump, Shi Yao got up and stumbled to the cabin.

There was already a stewardess comforting passengers. Shi Yao had just stood still and another more violent bump came.

The passengers looked at each other, and the voice of uneasy rumors gradually sounded. Despite the patient consolation of the stewardess, some people cried in panic.

Shi Yao adjusted her mentality and methodically soothed the passengers' emotions.

This is not the first time she has encountered this situation, just stick to this paragraph. However, some passengers didn't buy the bills and kept urging to go down. Shi Yao explained patiently and was speechless in her heart.

Please, is it more dangerous to jump off the plane ...

The tall and strong young man did not listen to Shi Yao's advice and kept roaring loudly, did he still have two swear words.

Good professional quality makes Shi Yao have infinite patience and always has a standard smile on his face. If it hadn't been on the plane, if not during her work, she would have carried the man down.

Stronger bumps than before have reappeared, not only could young men not help, more passengers began to question.

Shi Yao was tired and sweaty, but he was not in a hurry.

She can handle it, which is not a problem for her.

Just when everyone was upset, the cold male voice suddenly sounded.

"Don't panic. Sit back to your place, fasten your seat belts, and don't move around. The destination will be here soon. Please stay calm."

Shi Yao blinked, the boss with his mouth open.

This ... this is Youze's voice!

Obviously it should have come to fly, how did it become Youze! Shi Yao was so confused, why didn't she know when You Ze would fly?

Maybe Youze's voice was too calm, and the big house calmed down. Just after Youze spoke, the plane was smooth.

Shi Yao sat back to his place dullly, all tired, all of You Ze's figure in his mind.

"Master, are you okay? You look so bad. I'll get you a bottle of water?"

An air hostess asked intimately, Shi Yao smiled and nodded, raised his hand and touched his cheek.

It's strange ...

...

Shi Family, Shi Nian furnished the old man's room over and over again, finally satisfied.

Shi Nian brought hot water to wipe the face of the old man, while talking to himself.

"Father, rest assured, I will take care of you as my father. You, rest in peace here, don't think about the mess."

The old man's eyes moved, I don't know if he was talking about what he was talking about.

The steward returned from Qin's house and took only some simple luggage. He didn't have anything valuable either, he hurried over after just packing a few clothes.

There is a jewelry box on the bedside of the old man, which is exactly the one Shi Yao took from Shi Nian. Before Shi Yao left, he was ordered to put the jewelry box in a place where grandpa could see, and no one could move. I changed a brand new lock on the jewellery box and shook my eyes. I didn't understand the connection between this box and the old man.

The housekeeper lives next to the old man, and when he wants to help him clean up the room, the housekeeper gratefully bows.

He had put the resignation letter on the table in the living room, and Qin Shaofeng could see it as soon as he went back.

The housekeeper and Shi Nian were chatting with the old man in the room, and he wanted to sit alone in the yard and smoke.

A furry lamb was placed beside the stool, about the size of a cat. When I wanted to pick it up and put it on my lap, I looked at it, smiled slightly, and put it on the ground again.

This is a plush toy, which was lost to him after the old man lost chess with him. At first, he wanted to reject everything. What was it like for a man who was almost fifty years old to hold a toy? But the old man refused to give up and had to give it to him, saying that this was his favorite toy.

What kind of gift is not important, the old man's mind he took it!

When a cigarette was finished, I wanted to decide to put the lamb on the old man's bed.

Since this is his favorite toy, the old man who put it back next to him may be much pleased.