After chatting for a few words, Lin Qianqian and Chen Chun'er said goodbye and left the airport. Soon after, Zhao Fan boarded a plane bound for San Francisco, USA. As he rose to high altitude, he looked sideways at the clouds and mist outside the window and closed his eyes. When I looked up my eyes, I actually felt a little panicked in my heart. The foreign country was no better than China, not to mention that it was in a far-off Western country. It was not like a neighboring country like Myanmar, so everything was strange to me.
"I would have gone to try out the secret realm before I knew it. It would be great if I could get the second and third realms in succession." Zhao Fan shook his head and smiled. Among the slaves at the peak of the seven holy realms, there is a vampire. Prince, let that person be your tour guide, and there will be no obstacles to this trip.
"Little brother, I'm sorry to bother you." At this moment, a woman's voice came from beside him, which sounded sweet.
"Um?"
Zhao Fan opened his eyes and looked to the side in confusion. Sitting there was a woman about twenty-three or four years old. She had wavy golden hair and wore an old-colored slim-fitting denim suit. She is very slender, but has three-dimensional facial features and blue eyes, as beautiful as an elf.
At first, when he got on the plane, he saw that the person sitting next to him was a Western-looking man, so he didn't care. He didn't speak English anyway, let alone a passerby. Plus he was a married man, so he didn't even think about having sex with him. While chatting and striking up a conversation, I didn't expect that the Western woman would actually speak at this time.
What surprised Zhao Fan the most was that her Chinese was very standard and fluent, without Smith's bad accent. If she had closed her eyes, she would have thought she was an authentic Chinese girl.
"What's the matter?"
Zhao Fan asked with interest.
"I want to change seats with you." The Western woman smiled gracefully and politely, and said, "I like the seat by the window, is that okay?"
"Oh well."
Zhao Fan showed no reluctance. For him, it didn't matter where he was, as long as he could reach his destination.
Therefore, he stood up immediately, and the Western woman moved over behind him.
Zhao Fan casually sat on the seat next to him and asked with a smile: "I didn't expect you speak Chinese so well."
"Just average, third in the world." The Western woman's blue eyes blinked smartly, "I spent about two years of my childhood in China, and my grandma is from China, and then she returned to the United States with me. , I often pestered her to teach me Chinese.”
"Why?" Zhao Fan asked curiously.
The Western woman said with fascination: "Because I yearn for Chinese culture, which spans five thousand years, so many dynasties, so many stories, so many scenery and relics. This time I came to China, it's a pity that the vacation is too short, otherwise I would have visited more It’s a place.”
"Where did they go?" Zhao Fan didn't know why, but he felt an unreasonable sense of pride in his heart. In contrast, many young people nowadays have long forgotten their ancestors, and other countries are not as spiritual as themselves. Like the motherland, all kinds of licking. As everyone knows, the moon abroad is not as round as the land of China, but if you kneel for a long time, it will be difficult to get up again...
"The imperial capital, the magical capital."
As the Western woman spoke, she showed an unfinished expression, "What special snacks do I like so much? I will definitely ask my grandma to make them for me when I get back."
"I've been to both places."
Zhao Fan smiled and asked, "But every time I go there, I'm either fighting or on the way to a fight."
"ah?"
The Western woman asked in confusion: "Brother Flathead?"
Zhao Fan touched his nose awkwardly. His hairstyle was indeed a crew cut now...
"After talking so much, I still don't know your name." This Western woman has a very cheerful personality. She also felt that the eyes of the young man next to her were as pure as the sky and as vast as the stars. She inexplicably felt something that a stranger should not have. Feeling good, she stretched out her hand and said with a smile: "Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Lily. What's yours?"
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