"What are you looking at?"
On an international flight over the East Sea.
A flight attendant walked by, her classic sheer stockings and short skirt drawing away Jiang Chen's gaze.
It just so happened that Li Shuru caught this scene.
"I think she looks familiar."
Jiang Chen's eyes returned to his own space, not rushing to deny it, but the explanation he offered seemed a bit far-fetched.
Beauty, I think we've met somewhere before.
What a classic pick-up line of a sea king?
Li Shuru had experienced it countless times before.
"Then shall I call her over so you can take a closer look?"
Li Shuru, the beauty of the academy, was not a petty person. Not only was she not angry, she even smiled as she spoke.
In the eyes of ordinary people, being a flight attendant may seem like a glamorous job, but really it's just a service position.
Especially for first-class passengers.
Jiang Chen cleared his throat.
"No need for that."
