139: Chapter 139 First Class Competition for Favor, Young Girl's Heart Fluttering

Although the members of the Divas Hit the Road Group complained endlessly, they were quite calm in their hearts.

Everyone understood that this was just the routine of a reality show; no matter how shameless the Production Team was, they wouldn't actually let a group of celebrities go begging on the streets and starve to death in a foreign land.

It was likely just another bizarre task, and they would get paid after completing it.

At twelve noon, the bus from the Production Team pulled up to the airport terminal.

When the eight members of the Divas Hit the Road Group dragged their suitcases and marched into the departure hall, they instantly caused a commotion.

Fans and curious onlookers surged over like a tide.

Among them, the most stylish and eye-catching were Lin Chen and his family of four.

Lin Chen, wearing that thin white trench coat, walked in the center position with an upright posture.

He held Liu Shishi on his left, had his arm around Tong Liya on his right, and Guli Nazha was obediently sticking to the very outside.

The combination of these four people had heaven-defying looks; walking through the airport was just like walking on the runway of an international fashion week, radiating brilliance.

"Teacher Lin! I am your fan! Can I have an autograph!"

"Sister Shishi, you are so beautiful!"

"Yaya, look here!"

The fans were highly enthusiastic, and screams rose one after another.

However, in a crowded place like the airport, the Divas Hit the Road Group dared not linger, fearing it might cause a stampede. They could only smile, wave, and quickly slipped into the VIP lounge under the escort of security personnel.

The flight booked by the Production Team was at 12:30.

Everyone caught their breath in the lounge, and not long after, ground staff guided them through the VIP channel to board the plane early.

It had to be said that although the first-class ticket price was exorbitant, the experience was truly incomparable to economy class.

The space was spacious and private, and the leather seats could not only be adjusted at multiple angles but could even be laid flat with one click to use as a bed.

All kinds of luxury facilities were readily available, and even the air was permeated with the fragrance of money.

The first-class seats were arranged in pairs.

As soon as Liu Shishi boarded the plane, she acted like a little hen protecting its food, skillfully walking to the seat next to Lin Chen, preparing to sit down.

This was already her exclusive throne.

Just as her pert buttocks were about to touch the seat, a deliberate cough suddenly came from behind.

Liu Shishi's movements stiffened. She turned her head and saw Guli Nazha looking at her with a half-smile.

Liu Shishi instantly lost her nerve. She flashed a flattering, sweet smile, blinking her watery big eyes desperately to act cute: "Good sister, I lost too much blood last night and my body is very weak, so please let me sit next to my husband~ I beg you~"

If it had been Lin Chen, this act of coquetry would definitely have worked.

But in front of Guli Nazha, this trick simply wouldn't work.

Everyone was a thousand-year-old fox, so there was no point in playing tricks.

Guli Nazha tossed her hair and snorted coldly: "Who is your sister? In terms of age, you are actually half a year older than me. I am your younger sister."

After speaking, Guli Nazha twisted her snake-like waist, unceremoniously pushed past Liu Shishi, and sat down next to Lin Chen.

"You are the younger sister!"

Liu Shishi was so angry that her nose was crooked. She glared fiercely at Guli Nazha, but helpless, she could only walk to the back in a huff and plopped down into the empty seat next to Tong Liya.

"Sister Yaya, look at how bossy she is! I even called her sister, and she still fought me for it! I just became a woman last night and really need a loving hug from my husband. Can't she show some consideration for an injured patient? Is there no traditional virtue of respecting the old and cherishing the young in this family anymore!" As soon as Liu Shishi sat down, she couldn't help but pour out her grievances to Tong Liya.

Tong Liya was tinkering with the seat's adjustment buttons.

After adjusting the seat to a comfortable semi-reclining angle, she kicked off her white sneakers, revealing her crystal-clear toes, and crossed her legs on the footrest.

She put her hands behind her head and glanced at Liu Shishi lazily: "Alright, stop being sour. Nazar only broke her fast one day earlier than you, so why should she let you have it? Besides, the flight to Dali is only three hours; is it worth fighting tooth and nail over a seat?"

Liu Shishi pouted: "Of course you can say that! You spent a whole day in a world for two with my husband. Quickly tell me, since it was just the two of you that day, wasn't it incredibly exciting?"

Hearing this, a trace of infatuation flashed in Tong Liya's alluring peach blossom eyes.

The scene of her and Lin Chen shopping alone that day was still vivid in her mind.

Was she happy? It was simply the happiest and craziest day of her life.

Lin Chen held her hand domineeringly, took her to watch a movie, bought her bags, and even in the fitting room...

Thinking of that hot scene, a blush involuntarily rose on Tong Liya's cheeks.

"Tell me, tell me, anyway, live streaming isn't allowed on the plane right now, so what are we afraid of whispering to each other?"

Liu Shishi's soul of gossip was burning fiercely, and she shook Tong Liya's shoulders, urging her.

"What is there to say?" Tong Liya came back to her senses and adjusted her collar to cover up.

"Just tell me what you guys did when you went out that day? Did you secretly do something naughty?"

"What do you mean something naughty? We just went shopping normally and watched a movie."

"Wow! Husband even took you to watch a movie? So romantic! Hmph, when we go back, I'm going to pester my husband to take me too, and we'll book the whole theater!"

The two women hid in the back, whispering and sharing their intimate secrets.

In the row in front, Guli Nazha, who was sitting next to Lin Chen, was much quieter.

She was like a docile Persian cat, holding Lin Chen's arm tightly with both hands and burying her little face on his shoulder.

Actually, the two first-class seats were separated by a large storage armrest. For her to force herself to lean over like that, with her body twisted, it must have been uncomfortable.

But Guli Nazha didn't care.

As long as she could be next to this man, feeling his body temperature and scent, she felt incomparably secure in her heart.

"Aren't you sleepy? Lay the chair flat and sleep for a while."

Lin Chen had a sketchbook spread on his lap, his right hand holding a drawing pen, sketching storyboards. He turned his head to look at the woman hanging on him like a koala.

Last night, these three little enchantresses had pestered him, tossing and turning until after three in the morning before they fell asleep, exhausted.

Lin Chen's constitution was monstrous; he was full of vitality after sleeping just two or three hours a day.

But Guli Nazha and the others clearly couldn't handle it; there was a faint trace of fatigue under their eyes right now.

"I'm not sleeping; this damn armrest is digging into my waist and hurting me." Guli Nazha said coquettishly in a soft, sweet voice.

Lin Chen amusedly rubbed his chin against her smooth forehead: "If you know it digs into you, why do you insist on leaning over here? Behave and lie back in your own seat."

"I don't want to! I want to hug my husband!" Guli Nazha hugged Lin Chen's arm even tighter.

Lin Chen shook his head helplessly, put down his drawing pen, and reached out to unbuckle his and Guli Nazha's seatbelts.

The plane had entered level flight, and the seatbelt sign had gone off.

"Come here, sleep in your husband's arms." Lin Chen patted his thigh.

"Really?"

Guli Nazha's watery big eyes instantly lit up, excited as if she had won the lottery.

She quickly kicked off her flip-flops, stepped directly over the middle armrest, and nimbly burrowed into Lin Chen's large leather seat, curling up in his arms like a baby, finding the most comfortable position.

"Husband, you are the best! Mwah!" Guli Nazha gave Lin Chen's cheek a big kiss.

Lin Chen's broad palm covered her slender waist, which could be grasped in one hand, and patted it gently: "Be good, close your eyes and sleep."

Guli Nazha looked up at the sketchbook on Lin Chen's lap: "Husband, if I'm pressing on you like this, how can you draw?"

"I won't draw anymore; I'll draw when we get to the hotel."

"Mm!"

Guli Nazha rubbed against Lin Chen's chest with satisfaction, closed her eyes, and within a few minutes, even breathing sounds could be heard.

The first-class cabin was only so big; the people in the back row could hear the commotion on Lin Chen's side clearly.

Lei Jiayin and Xiaoyueyue looked at each other and tacitly put on their eye masks to pretend to be blind.

Looking at the two people hugging each other, Song Dandan smiled kindly.

Youth is truly wonderful, like dry firewood and raging fire; being sticky is normal.

Song Zuer, who was sitting by the window on the other side, didn't look so good.

She bit her lower lip, staring resentfully at Guli Nazha in Lin Chen's arms, her slender fingers tapping irritably on the seat armrest, making a tick-tock sound.

As for Tong Liya and Liu Shishi in the back row, they had long since closed their eyes.

It wasn't that they were sleepy, but that it was better not to see what was happening.

Their man was holding another little vixen to sleep; how could they not be angry?

Even if that vixen was their allied sister, it was still infuriating to watch!

But this anger could only be swallowed down.

Who made the rules of the house like this? Right now, besides drawing circles in their hearts to curse Guli Nazha to have nightmares, there was nothing they could do.

The plane flew steadily at an altitude of 10,000 meters, occasionally encountering turbulence and bumping slightly.

The entire cabin was extremely quiet, and most people had entered dreamland.

Only Song Zuer still had her big eyes open, her two fair and tender legs twisting restlessly, and her fingers started tapping a drumbeat on the armrest again.

"I say, little ancestor, are you knocking on a wooden fish? Can't you settle down?"

Song Dandan, sitting next to her, couldn't sleep because of the noise. She pulled off her eye mask and looked helplessly at this prickly little girl.

Song Zuer opened her mouth, but said nothing, just silently lowered her head and pulled her hand back.

"Sigh..."

Song Dandan sighed. She was bored anyway, so she simply unbuckled her seatbelt, leaned over to Song Zuer's ear, and whispered:

"What are you struggling with here? Even if you knock the armrest to pieces, can Lin Chen hear it? Can he know the twists and turns in your heart? You are just torturing yourself; it's purely because you're bored and full."

Song Zuer's long eyelashes trembled, and her eyes were a bit flustered: "Sister Dandan, what nonsense are you talking about? I didn't... I just can't sleep."

Song Dandan curled her lips: "Alright, stop trying to deceive yourself. My son is older than you, and I've crossed more bridges than you've walked roads. Can those little tricks of a young girl's infatuation escape my eyes? Young girls, who hasn't had a crush on a male god or two? What's embarrassing about that?"

"Sister Dandan, did you also have a crush on a handsome guy when you were young?" Song Zuer's soul of gossip was instantly ignited, and she leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"Of course! Back then I... Go, go, go, why are you talking about me? I'm here to counsel you now."

"What is there to counsel me about? I'm really fine."

Song Dandan picked up her eye mask: "Fine, you're just being stubborn, right? Then I'm going to sleep. I was originally going to teach you two ancestral techniques for flirting with men, but since you don't need them, forget it."

After speaking, she made a gesture to put on her eye mask.

Song Zuer panicked, grabbed Song Dandan's arm, her big watery eyes full of pleading: "Good sister, my dear sister, don't sleep! Can you... can you give me two tips?"

"Yo, not pretending anymore?"

Song Dandan looked at her with a half-smile, "Aren't you just interested in Lin Chen? Does this need to be guessed? Not only did we see it, but I bet the millions of viewers in the live broadcast room also saw it."

Song Zuer's face flushed red to the roots of her neck, but then her eyes turned red, and she said aggrievedly:

"Sister Dandan, what can I do?"

"I know he is married, and this is called breaking up someone's family, which is immoral."

"But... but I can't control myself! At first, I just thought he was handsome, cooked well, and I admired him a little."

"But these past few days resting at home, my head has been full of him. The way he sings, the way he claps back at reporters, it's all flashing before my eyes. As long as I close my eyes, even my dreams are about him... I'm going crazy!"

Song Dandan patted the back of her hand, and her tone softened: "It's very normal; a secret crush is inherently a cup of bitter wine. This just shows that our Zuer has grown up and understands the longing of youth."

"Sister Dandan, please help me think of a way, what should I do?" Song Zuer looked at her as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw.