Cannon fodder tore the fake young master Script [MTL]

Ch 54

Rongrong suddenly took off the blindfold.

In his line of sight, he first glimpsed a thin waist.

Rongrong's gaze followed Jin's thin waist, a face he was so familiar with.

Rong Zheng raised his hands high and put the suitcase on the shelf.

He lowered his head and met Rongrong's gaze.

Rongrong stared at Rong Zheng's figure for a moment.

"Brother? How do you..."

I didn't hear my own voice.

Rongrong realized later that he looked stupid at his brother.

I finally remembered to take down a pair of noise-cancelling headsets in my ears.

Rong Zheng put away his luggage and sat down in his own seat, the window seat beside Rong Rong.

He turned to look at Rongrong, "I shouldn't have made any sound, how did you find out it was me?"

When he came in, he took the luggage in his hand and didn't use the rollers.

Even when he put his luggage down just now, he kept his movements as light as possible so as not to affect Rongrong, who was already resting.

Rong Zheng wondered what went wrong and why Rongrong, who was wearing a blindfold, suddenly took off the blindfold, as if he had discovered his existence in advance.

Rongrong couldn't bear to look away from his brother.

The corners of his lips rose slightly, with a little smugness and obvious joy.

Rongrong put his head together.

He sniffed his brother's neck greedily, "I smelled it. The smell on my brother's body is very good and very special."

Even in a crowd of tens of millions, he closed his eyes and could find the unique aura of his brother and find people.

Rong Zheng smiled and snorted, "Dog nose."

Rongrong felt that she was probably helpless.

Even his brother hummed casually just now, and felt that it was incredible.

I want to knock people down and kiss them arbitrarily...

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Rongrong raised the chair back that he put down just now, "Brother, how did you come here?"

The flight attendant passed by pushing the dining chair, and Rong Zheng asked for two glasses of lemonade.

He handed one of the glasses of lemonade to Rongrong, "It's been a long time since I went to Paris, so I think it's a trip. Give yourself a vacation."

Rongrong took the lemonade, held it in his hand, stirred the straw on top, and didn't drink it.

He looked at his brother with a half-smile, "Counting the flight time, it's three days back and forth. It's like staying in Paris for only one day. With all this time, Mr. Rong, is it too rushed for a business trip?"

The lemonade has no honey, and the added sugar is not enough, which is a bit sour for Rong Zheng.

He put the lemonade on the table beside the seat and glanced at Rongrong, "You can see it without saying it, understand?"

Rongrong bit the straw in the lemon cup, and the corners of her lips rose uncontrollably.

That being said, his brother made a special trip for him and flew to Paris with him on purpose!