The danger that happened in the air of this plane not only fell into the eyes of airport staff, but also attracted the attention of some reporters.

As soon as the plane landed, the fire truck and ambulance rushed into the runway, and the reporters followed desperately with long guns and short cannons.

Chrys walked over and said, "Sir, there are many reporters coming outside."

Fu Song turned his head and looked out from the porthole. Sure enough, someone was holding a camera and shooting wildly.

"Chrys, I don't want too many people to know about this, and I don't want to be disturbed by the media." Fu Song said with a headache. He also wanted to continue to develop in a low-key manner.

Chrys said: "Sir, I know what to do."

After the hatch door opened, Fu Song had already put on his sunglasses and lowered his hat to cover his face. He embraced Chu Linlin, who was dressed up in the same flash, was surrounded by Chrys and others and got off the plane.

The reporters immediately surrounded and asked questions.

"Can you tell me what happened to the plane just now?"

"How does it feel to escape from death?"

...

But the bodyguards didn't care about that, and pushed away the reporter violently, and then blocked a passage with their bodies. Fu Song took the opportunity to leave quickly.

As for the aftermath, he doesn't need to deal with it himself, otherwise what would the lawyer he spent so much money to support for?

This time, Fu Song almost lost his life. If it was really as Ke Baowen said, it was caused by Airbus' design flaws, if he did not let Airbus get rid of the skin, he would never give up.

Ukraine naturally has offices, and the Ukrainian office is the largest in addition to the Moscow office.

Everything is for two years, for everything in two years.

After getting into the car sent by the office to pick it up, Fu Song breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Chu Linlin turning her head out the window, without saying a word, Fu Song suddenly felt a headache. He was really impulsive just now, and it was so impulsive that he killed people.

After a moment of silence, Fu Song took the initiative to speak: "What are you thinking?"

"Nothing." Chu Linlin shook her head gently, "It feels so good to have a life after the disaster, it's so good to be alive!"

Fu Song smiled, then said with a bitter face: "Just..."

Chu Linlin interrupted with a smile: "Nothing happened just now, I was shocked. As for what happened, I didn't know anything."

Fu Song: “….”

Somehow, a faint feeling of loss surged in his heart. It seemed that the scene that happened just now was really a dream, but this dream was extremely real. To this day, there was still a sweet fragrance in his mouth...

"Damn it, I will never take a plane again!" Fu Song felt a hint of embarrassment and cursed fiercely on purpose.

Chu Linlin said: "If you don't take a plane, will you take a boat when you go abroad in the future? Some people can choke to death when drinking water, some people can choke to death when eating, and some people can be hit to death when going out. You might as well stop drinking water, don't eat food, and don't take a car."

Fu Song was choked by her and smiled bitterly, then curiously said, "Aren't you afraid?"

Chu Linlin looked at him and said, "What do you think?"

Fu Song coughed guiltily, her stubborn eyes were still vivid in her eyes on the plane, and her words seemed to be right in her ears. She didn't know what to say for a moment, and finally she said: "If you survive a disaster, you will have good fortune."

When he arrived at the hotel room, Fu Song saw a few bottles of wine in the wine cabinet. He didn't look carefully. He couldn't wait to pour a full glass of glass, and then leaned his head and poured it into his mouth.

"Huh!" Fu Song suddenly felt a fire thread burning from his throat to his stomach, and he couldn't help but frown and said, "What wine? It's so damn strong!"

Chu Linlin smiled and said, "What kind of wine do you think is it in the hotel in Kiev?"

"Vodka?" Fu Song looked at the bottle but couldn't see anything. Then he poured another cup and was about to pour it into his mouth, but Chu Linlin stopped him.

"Drinking less will make you drunk easily."

She was right. After drinking alcohol after a lot of ups and downs and nervousness, she was really drunk. After drinking this glass of wine, Fu Song began to feel dizzy.

Despite this, he still wanted to drink it, snatched the cup from Chu Linlin's hand and poured it into his throat.

"Hiss!" Fu Song took a deep breath and soon felt as if he was drifting with the wind, then he fell back and sat on the sofa.

After struggling for more than a day, until now, in a safe environment, he finally felt endless fear.

Especially the helpless feeling of you who think you can do everything and control everything, but when facing disasters, you are helpless and powerless, and can only wait for the judgment of Death to cause a huge spiritual impact on him.

It's just a little bit short, just a little bit!

On the plane, there were a few times when he really thought he couldn't overcome this hurdle...

Chu Linlin immediately noticed his abnormality and asked worriedly: "Mr. Fu, are you okay?"

Fu Song seemed to have not heard it, but just sat there in a daze with his eyes blank.

Chu Linlin sat down beside him, hesitated for a moment, reached out to put his hand on his back, feeling his muscles tense and his shoulders tremble slightly.

She knew that no matter what she said at this time, the only thing she could do was to be with him.

I don't know how long it took, Fu Song opened his eyes drowsyly and found that he was sleeping on Chu Linlin's thighs, and his hands were holding her waist unhonestly.

What made him even more embarrassed was that his face was accidentally buried in her lower abdomen, and the fabric at the corner of his mouth was soaked with his saliva.

Should I get up or pretend to be asleep?

This is really a big problem.

Logically speaking, he should get up quickly and then pretend that nothing happened, but deep down he was a little man kept saying to him, "Continue, continue!"

Then continue.

"Okay, don't pretend to be asleep." Chu Linlin suddenly smiled. She felt it as soon as he woke up.

Not only did Fu Song not get up, he hugged her waist hard and asked curiously: "How did you know I was awake?"

"I won't tell you." Chu Linlin continued to pat his back gently as she did just now.

"Then I'll just sleep like this tonight. Don't say it, you're quite comfortable here."

Chu Linlin felt his strong breath spraying on her body, and her whole body trembled, "Mr. Fu, you are my teacher at least, don't be fooled?"

Fu Song finally raised his head and said with a hilarious look: "I forgot if you don't say it, but why do I feel that you didn't treat me as a teacher?"

Chu Linlin blushed and turned her head aside, saying, "You are my boss now, and I don't want to lose this job."

Fu Song was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "How do you know?"

Chu Linlin pursed her lips and smiled: "I guess it."

Fu Song was about to ask again when the doorbell rang.
Chapter completed!