Main Text Volume 578 First Class Passion

Sister Xue, who will return to the United States with designer Yin Changtao after a few days, naturally will not specifically inform Qin Guan that she only applied for the anepressplatinum credit card to save money. When your flight mileage reaches When the mileage stipulated by their company, they will give away two first-class air tickets for free.

What's more cost-effective is that these two tickets are not limited to the time period.

Therefore, Qin Guan, who didn't know it, was very touched, and then he was very calm and prepared to enjoy a high-end travel service.

Forgive the previous Qin Guan for his belief in economic convenience, which has been thoroughly implemented.

No wonder the old man Barris kept saying that Chinese people have too many traits similar to Jews.

In the working state of flying around, Qin Guan, who has been flying business class, is the first time to take a first-class seat.

The large flight seat, the space for a double bed that can be directly laid down, and the small dark brown folding desk, all of which show the simplicity and magnificence.

There are 8 people in the first-class cabin, and there are two flight attendants, one male and one female, leading the way for Qin Guan. Qin Guan, who claims to have seen big storms, feels a little turmoil in his heart.

According to the seat number of the ticket, the service staff at the side opened the small compartment in front of Qin Guan's seat very intimately, indicating that the guest can put the personal backpack in the compartment.

After seeing that Qin Guan was settled, he bowed and left in front of him.

But in a minute, when the flight attendant reappeared, there was a rolled up wet towel box in his hand, and a glass of amber champagne in a thin tall glass.

The disposable slippers were taken apart with ease by the red-haired stewardess, and then she bent down and placed it directly in front of Qin Guan's feet.

Qin Guan, who was sitting on the seat, was extremely embarrassed, and the waiter was too considerate, it always felt like the sight of the old landlord ordering the girl!

But Matasha, who was wearing a short skirt and holding a neat bun, was happy in her heart at this moment.

At the reception desk at the door of the first class cabin, she immediately saw Qin Guan who had just boarded the plane. As a flower among the flight attendants of American Airlines' international flight, she naturally took advantage of her position to grab the job of serving Qin Guan.

"Guest, there are still 8 hours before the flight arrives in New York. Do you need to change the slippers?"

Hello! If there is a rich businessman with a big belly next to him at this time, he will definitely complain angrily! When will American Airlines have such a value-added service? I also want! Do a dozen!

It's a pity that this is an empty first-class cabin that hasn't been boarded yet. After Matasha said what she just said, she raised her beautiful face with the most graceful gesture full of deep meaning.

At this time, the fuselage shook slightly, to the extent that Qin Guan sat there shaking slightly, but it caused a flash in the eyes of Matasha on the opposite side, and took the opportunity to cling to him.

"oops…"

Accompanied by the sound of oops, Matasha turned towards Qin Guan in a half-squatting posture.

'boom'

In the embrace of the nymphomaniacs who went on and on, Qin Guan had already practiced an extremely powerful coping ability, and when Matasha's oops sounded, he had already made the most accurate response.

He couldn't tolerate the other party rushing towards her, so he already sent her long legs over, giving her a knee, which can be regarded as a crutch. After all, it's embarrassing for a little girl to fall on her face, isn't it?

It's a pity that things in this world always have their coincidences. When the plane trembled slightly, the second passenger in the first-class cabin walked in under the guidance of the stewardess.

"oh!"

"shh"

The two people behind them only saw Matasha with an obsessive smile, and jumped directly at the steps of the first-class passengers whose backs were facing them.

And without hesitation, he buried his face between the opponent's legs.

Misplaced shots can create a kissing effect, and different angles can interpret two lives.

The flight attendant behind her shyly covered her surprised little mouth with her hand, but she couldn't extinguish the flame of gossip she had ignited.

And the second guest whistled for fear of chaos.

Qin Guan looked at Matasha, who was lying face down in front of him with her hands still tightly hugging his knees, with a look of disgust. When the passengers behind her made untimely noises, she acted indifferently and infinitely calmly. eyes, looking back.

The flight attendant who was covering his mouth quickly put down his hands, and under the pressure of Qin Guan's eyes and the low pressure around him, he quickly stood up straight, as if he was a soldier waiting for a general to inspect.

And the other first-class passenger, after seeing Qin Guan who turned his head clearly, opened his mouth wider and wider, and then snorted a few times.

Then he brazenly put his hand behind Qin Guan's seat, gestured a thumb in front of Qin Guan with one hand, and laughed hysterically.

Qin Guan sighed, and said helplessly, "Long time no see, Chris Angel."

The guy Qin Guan took the initiative to say hello to was the American magician Chris Angel. He happened to end a magic show in Europe today and returned to New York on this flight.

"Hahahaha, Qin Guan, you also have today, aren't you the statue worshiped in the ivory tower? Pure and flawless like the angel Angel."

"What is lying in front of you now? Let me guess, just like Hilton's group of silly women who threw themselves into their arms?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, Qin Guan, Qin Guan, what can I say about you? You are just a light bulb glowing in the middle of the night, attracting countless moths to the flame!"

When Chris Angel sat down on the seat opposite to Qin Guan, clutching his stomach and rolling on the seat facelessly, Matasha, who was half lying in front of Qin Guan, quickly took the opportunity to get up.

"Dear guest, what service do you need?"

The courteous and well-mannered service attitude can ease the embarrassment of your failed attempt a little bit.

Chris Angel stopped laughing out of interest, looked Matasha up and down a few times, and waved his hand to indicate that they could leave.

And Lilian, who was on the same service shift, was so angry that her alveoli were about to explode! You used means to rob Qin Guan's service, so we won't say anything.

Now, for my own selfishness, I'm robbing my guests again! What is your intention!

You know, these days, as a flight attendant who flies around all year round with unstable time, apart from digesting it internally at work, you can only turn your attention to those single travelers. (To be continued.)

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