It's just a glass of plain boiled water.
She has already taken the medicine, so why bother others.
Looking at the face of a pear flower with rain in front of me, Su Cen wanted to take out a piece of paper from his pocket. However, his hand had not touched the bag yet, and suddenly a pair of fingers with clear joints came out next to him, accompanied by a chuckle. "The makeup has been spent, wipe it."
Su Cen heart stunned, she looked at the stewardess red a face to pick up over, small track a thank you.
Su Cen felt his neck almost stiff.
"You're welcome."
Men's tone is warm, with a trace of self-sustaining.
Su Cen just remembered where he had heard it. Also, she turned her head and looked at that pair of long and narrow eyes. How could she forget this person?