I can't control myself (1)

Half an hour later, the two of them boarded the plane.

On the plane, Long Chen and LAN 'er didn't talk about the cultivation world because there were people in front and behind them. Instead, they talked about many emotional things.

Of course, most of the time, it was LAN 'er who was asking questions out of curiosity.

Just as the two of them started to chat, LAN 'er and Long Chen suddenly smelled something stinky.

LAN 'er almost vomited when she turned around and took a glance. She leaned closer to Long Chen.

Because the person behind her was wearing stinky socks. His feet were stretched very high, right above LAN 'er's head.

It was hard to say that he didn't do it on purpose, because his expression was very arrogant and disdainful.

Frowning, Long Chen stood up and said calmly, " "Sir, I hope you can take your foot back. It's affecting us."

"Oh, really? How did it affect you?" The man asked indifferently.