"Hu Lei!" Pierre shouted in the airport and rushed to her.
He swept her into a hug and swung her around. Hu Lei could not help smiling. Pierre might be a damsel-in-distress kind of person, but his heart had always been good, even after hooking up with that barbarian, Vlad the Impaler.
"Pierre, put me down." She ordered as she noticed some people taking photos.
Pierre with his golden hair, height and flair was the kind of man who attracted attention. It was a pity that he was always the painter and never the model because he had the je ne sais quoi that attracted the eyes of both males and females.
"I am so glad that you are here, Hu Lei." He put her down after another hug.
"Next time you do that, I will shave your head." Hu Lei threatened.
"You wouldn't. You know this glorious mane is the only reason Vlad keeps me around." He sighed with a generous dose of dramatic shivering.
Hu Lei rolled her eyes. "Let's go and pick up your luggage."
