Chapter 274 (1/2)

After Ling Han said this, he reached out to help her get rid of the broken hair on her cheek. However, when he touched her, he saw the tears falling from her eyes and three cold words.

”Don't touch me.”

Red eyes, do not know how many times for him to cry, how many tears.

His hand was in mid air, gradually clenched and took back.

Until Linghan left, ye Huanyan never opened his eyes to see him.

She just wanted to be alone, waiting for the wound to heal. New wounds were constantly added, and the healing speed could not catch up with the speed of his knife on her.

He hated himself so much that he refused to believe what she said, so how could she believe that what he just said was true or false, or how long was the validity period?

At this time, the Los Angeles Airport is far away from Lanjiang River,

Ji Xiaoyue, wearing a British windbreaker and pulling a silver suitcase to check in at the check-in counter, is very fashionable. She only betrays her with poor English,

At the moment, she is dancing with her hands and feet, and gesticulating with the check-in staff at the counter, ”that... Give me a place... By...”

Head suddenly stuck, she secretly scolded, ”Damn, how to say the window in English?” She was checked in by a blonde girl who was staring at her at the moment. No matter how many times she had heard her say or watched her perform, she didn't understand. She spread her hands and gave her a helpless smile. Out of politeness, she asked repeatedly, ”watt? One more time, please

Times. ”

Ji Xiaoyue stands in front of the check-in counter, scratching her ears anxiously. Suddenly, a low male voice not far behind intrudes into her. She has fluent spoken English and pure London accent,

”Madam, please give this lady a window seat. Thank you.”

The blonde nodded her head in a moment of understanding, with a bold smile at the man.

Ji Xiaoyue turns back, only to see a man one meter away. At this time, she turns around to talk to her descendants, only showing the appearance of silver hair on the back of her head.

He is tall and has a good voice. How can he be an old man?

”Thank you, sir...” she gave a smile and said thanks to the figure.

”Sir?” Looking back, the man with silver hair turned out to be a handsome man with beautiful features. The skin set off by his silver hair was more transparent. There was a cross on his left ear and the earnail was shining with a cool light,