Qin Guan was left alone in the cabin. As he heard the background sounds, he started to miss Cong Nianwei so much that he teared up.
Some people were gifted, or they tried to seem impressive. Qin Guan had to relieve himself in the business class washroom. When the plane began to descend, Chris went out looking satisfied.
"I love american airlines! Don't forget your promise, Qin Guan. See you in Las Vegas!"
Matta's black lace panties were still in Chris' pocket, but he had already switched to business mode. Matta went out looking normal, but the money in her hand betrayed the nature of their deal.
"Are you crazy? You paid her?"
"All adults do. It's normal, dude!"
Qin Guan was speechless. The trend of sexual liberation would also reach China in the future, but this had been unheard of even at ancient Chinese whorehouses. Back then, people would be thrown into a river for committing such a sin.
