Chapter Fifteen: A Night of Passion with Little Lian

  That's right, it is indeed 'Qian Lian Xia, I—love—U,' only the love in between was painted into a heart shape, a bright red color like blood, dazzlingly drawn on the machine body, making that sentence 'I love you' even more piercing to the eyes.

  However, this is said to all female compatriots, because at this moment, many people have fainted due to this sudden romantic scene and are blaming themselves for not being the heroine on the plane. Some girls even clutched their chests, pretending that romance belonged to them. However, in this era, whether it's driving a BMW or a Bugatti Veyron, it's indeed not as cool as flying a helicopter.

  But the phrase "dazzling" is exactly what describes our Qian Lian Xia's shoes. Firstly, who is this man who claims to love her? Secondly, she doesn't even remember having a boyfriend, how could a man who claims to love her suddenly appear out of thin air? Thirdly, this is probably another man who is after her status, even if his approach is novel, but she has just escaped the wolf's den and successfully fallen into the tiger's trap. One word: besieged on all sides.

  The helicopter was still hovering over the square, as if it wanted to engrave every word on its body into the hearts of the people present. Finally, after another five minutes or so of circling, the aircraft slowly descended, flying lower and lower until it landed on a vacant lawn in the square.

  Everyone held their breath as they watched the plane, or more accurately, the person who came out of it.

  Ten thousand miles of clear clouds, wafting fragrance, rushing towards me.

  Finally, the helicopter's cabin door opened, and under the gaze of the crowd, a slender hand like jade slowly grasped the door handle. The man's unruly hair was disheveled by the sunlight, revealing a dazzling color, his chin was delicate and flawless, his face was calm and peaceful, his eyebrows and eyes were as clear as snow-capped mountains, but his lips seemed to curve into an almost imperceptible sly smile.

  As he stepped off the plane with his tall and handsome figure, the classmates who were crowded at the window all buzzed again, pushing and shoving to occupy the best viewing position, and some even ran down the stairs. Some girls almost fainted on the windowsill.

  What a handsome man! What a charming man! Top-level handsome guy!

  But when Chihiro saw the man, her mind was filled with a thunderous sound of thousands of horses galloping by, and her little heart was trampled into two halves. Why is it this uncle again! Chihiro let out a mournful cry, she really wanted to dig a hole in the ground and slip away unnoticed.

  The man walked down from the plane, but never took another step. One hand was in his pocket and the other was behind his back. Just as everyone failed to notice this behavior, the man slowly brought his other hand back from behind him, and amazingly, he was holding a large megaphone commonly used in schools.

  He elegantly and seductively stretched out his finger, placing it on his lips, signaling to the classmates beside him to be quiet. This action almost made the female classmate next to him faint, too, too, too captivating!

  The man raised his eyebrows, looking at the white teaching building with a sly gaze, then slowly put the loudspeaker to his lips.

  Chihiro's heart was about to jump out of her throat, she clasped her hands together in prayer, please don't say it, please don't say it, this demon uncle must not say it. Her heartbeat frequency now almost had a direct and indirect relationship with that man's breathing. If he said it, then she really wouldn't need to live anymore AAAAAHHHHH!!!!!

  It seems heaven didn't receive her decree, the man slowly opened his lips to the microphone, his pleasant voice with a hint of playfulness, in the morning breeze, slowly floated, "Little Lianlian, your husband is here to pick you up, aren't you coming out?"

  Plop plop, Qian Lian Xia's little heart ah, shattered into pieces...... However, when she listened carefully to that 'little love', it was even more unrefined and directly spat out.

  It seems that the man did not intend to let go of Qian Lian Xia with just one sentence, and his beautiful lips slowly spat out in front of the microphone, "Little Lian Lian, don't you remember our wonderful romantic affair last night?"