The air steward reached out his white-gloved hand and was about to Pat Fu Shang to wake her up for dinner.
Suddenly, a slender hand grabbed the wrist of the handsome air steward.
This hand was extremely beautiful. The lines were slender and beautiful, like an exquisite work of art. Every stroke seemed to be carved with great care.
Young master Kong looked at Gu yanyuan in shock.
The other party calmly retracted her hand, then held Fu Shang's shoulder and shook her slightly to wake her up. Her voice was clear and sweet, and it was so close to her that it was distant and ambiguous.
"Wake up, it's time for lunch."
The air steward was speechless.
So they were a couple?
He retracted his thoughts with some regret. Then, he glanced at Gu yanyuan's beautiful and exquisite face. He sighed heavily and wiped out the last trace of hope he had in his heart.
With such an outstanding boyfriend, why would this girl like anyone else?