"The master must be too tired. He fell asleep very late last night and got up very early today." Shen Yingyue put Shang Lige's head on his lap so that he could sleep more comfortably.

"So that's it, but, is he as for this? It's not that he hasn't been there, so he's too...excited..."

"The master was not excited, he just did something wrong."

"What's the matter?" Ximu opened his eyes wide and listened very seriously. Be good, this is Shang Lige's mistake, the godfather's mistake, this is something he has never seen before. He really wants to know and leave a souvenir.

"Well...this..." Shen Yingyue spoke a little and looked at Gong Feisheng with her eyes.

Ximu followed his eyes and looked at Gong Feisheng, "No way... Shengsheng, you said, what did he do wrong? Don't worry, I'll make the decision for you." Ximu patted his chest, looking like he was upholding justice.

"Agent Xi, I think... you're thinking too much... the godfather just forgot to inform me to set off today." Gong Feisheng's mouth twitched. What did Ximu say... the godfather, it seems that he is not a person who is greedy for beauty.

However, Shen Yingyue's expression suddenly became cold after hearing Ximu's words. In late autumn, Ximu suddenly felt a sense of coldness.

"I didn't tell you to leave today? He was too disgusted with you...I'll tell you, if I do..."

"You can say another word!" Shang Lige changed his position on Shen Xiangyue's legs and fell asleep again.

Ximu didn't dare to speak anymore. Why could this person hear him when he fell asleep?

"You can hear people talking even when you are asleep. Do you... have a pair of ears on your back?"

"You have only a pair of ears behind you! It's immoral to say that people are bad, do you know? Besides, how do you know that I'm asleep? What if I don't fall asleep? It's not good to say bad things outside in the future." Shang Lige slowly opened his eyes, supported his hands on Shen Yingyue's legs, squinted his eyes, and looked at Ximu with a teasing expression.

"You look at me like this... you always feel that something bad will happen, making people feel chilly behind you."

Shang Lige turned over, lying on Shen Yingyue's leg, yawned, but the words he said could make Ximu die. "That's because you did something wrong."

"Please, do you think I can do anything wrong?"

"Who thought that Shengsheng and I were in a relationship just now? You can go to court to sue you with malicious slander."

"I... ahem... are all friends, what's the point of caring about so much? You said right, can you take me seriously? For people like me, it's much better to speak a few times."

"Oh? Do you think what you say most of the time is wrong?"

Ximu's whole body stiffened. Why did he feel like he was trapped by Shang Lige?

"Of course this is not the case, but what I said today is not right."

"Hmph! You still say it if you know what you said is wrong!"

"I..." Isn't it to motivate you?

But Ximu didn't say the following words. He had a premonition that if he said it, there might be a news that "a man fell from the plane" tomorrow, and he didn't want this to happen.

"Do you have nothing to say? Just don't talk nonsense. Do you think I can be with Shengsheng? It's never possible. She doesn't like me."

Shang Lige narrowed her eyes. She was sleepy. What she said now doesn't go through her brain at all. She also knew that she would definitely make Ximu angry, but she just didn't want to get up. This was not illness, it was just fatigue.

"The master fell asleep again. He didn't say what he said just now, because he was too tired."

"I know, I won't care about him, because he can be ten years younger than me, and this is the real brother."

"Xi Mu, how old are you?" Shen Yingyue's name is always called by Xi Mu, because he is not used to calling strangers with very intimate names, and he thinks that calling "Xi Mu" is already very gentle.

"I? I'm twenty-eight, I'm about to become a flower, because 'a flower in my thirty'."

“…I’m eight years younger than you.”

"Eight years younger? That's you twenty...twenty...good!" Ximu suddenly shouted in a low voice, "Are you two years younger than Li Ge?"

"Yes, I'm two years younger than my master."

"My God, then Li Ge teaches you something?"

"Yes, no one stipulates that the master must be older than the apprentice, and the master is younger than me, and there is not much generation gap."

"Then you are really happy, but what do you want Li Ge to teach you?"

"You can teach me any of the masters, you can do it without compromising me."

"I want an apprentice too. You are so nice to you, are you very good to your master?"

"This... cannot be judged by me. You have to ask my master."

"Okay, ask when he wakes up."

Shen Yiyue said a lot to Ximu today. Even if he took on programs or practiced songs and released albums, he didn't say much. Maybe he thought that Shang Lige would not fall in love with Ximu, but was just a party friend. It was because of Shang Lige that Shen Yiyue talked to Ximu. If Ximu had nothing to do with Shang Lige, he thought that he would never be able to talk to Ximu.

"Shengsheng..."

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

"I found you so beautiful."

Ximu called Gong Feisheng and wanted to ask her how old she was. Suddenly, she thought of asking the girl was very disrespectful, so she changed it to praise her casually.

Gong Feisheng rolled her eyes. Why didn't she believe it? But she didn't say anything, after all, no one wanted to ask anymore.

“There is one hour to reach the destination and one hour to reach the destination.”

The radio on the plane rang, and Gong Feisheng stretched, and she felt that her feet were about to be numb and she could not move. She was too tired.

"Um--Is it going to come?" Shen Xiangyue opened her eyes in a daze and asked.

"There is an hour left, the master will sleep for a while..."

"Okay..." As she said that, she fell asleep again...

Shen Yiyue frowned. Why did the master love sleeping so much? It shouldn't be right, he just slept for a while late. And the master slept for a while yesterday afternoon, so why did he love sleeping now?

He suddenly had a very bad premonition, and always felt that something would happen.

He touched Shang Lige's forehead, but he didn't know it. He was shocked when he touched it. It was so hot that he quickly called the flight attendant.

"A guest here is sick, has a fever, and his forehead is very hot." Shen Yingyue finished speaking this sentence very quickly. If she listened carefully, she found that the voice was trembling.

"Fever? OK, I'll let the doctor come over immediately." The flight attendant was calm and calmly asked the doctor to come over. After all, she had not encountered such a thing once or twice, and she already knew what to do.

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