There were seven noble guests in the cabin. Except for the man with glasses who was immersed in the computer after boarding the plane and exuded a dead house and bookish atmosphere, the other six were all women.

They have an impeccable appearance, the most outstanding thing is the delicate skin like a baby, and their outstanding temperament.

The skin of adults is more or less flawed, but when the flight attendants poured water, they looked carefully and found that their skin was even more delicate than that of babies.

As for temperament, this kind of thing that needs to be "raised" is something that many beauties can't dream of.

So the flight attendants want to know how they take care of their skin.

Xie Lingxi was lying on a soft and spacious luxurious seat, with headphones on her snow-white slender neck. She turned her head and looked out the window, saying:

"Brother Yuanshi's friend hasn't come yet, who did he ask for help, did he tell you?"

On the tarmac, Zhang Yuanqing stood upright, looking into the distance.

"Who knows, it must be a master to make the captain wait in person," the queen said.

Just as he was talking, a ferry came quickly and stopped by the Silver Gulf Stream. The door opened, and a tall girl stepped out of the door.

A brown Hong Kong-style skirt with a mature look, a V-neck half-sleeved black shirt, and slightly curly hair are naturally loose. The skirt flutters while walking, revealing a pair of bottomed sandals.

She faces the sky with a plain face, an oval face, round eyes, and her features are bright and majestic, yet glamorous.

Elegant, glamorous, and powerful. The aura of a mature strong woman is eye-catching, far beyond the reach of girls.

Xiaoyuan walked up to Yuanshi Tianzun, and said with a half-smile:

"Does it look good?"

"Okay, it looks good." Zhang Yuanqing was beating the deer in his heart, staring straight at her, unable to move his eyes.

Seeing Madoka who was used to wearing hotel uniforms, seeing this outfit suddenly, it was like a different person.

Xiaoyuan sneered: "Does it look like your mother?"

Zhang Yuanqing's face darkened, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "The points have been reduced, and I suddenly feel that you are not good-looking."

Zhang Yuanqing knew that she was mocking her original concept of mate selection.

Because of the lack of maternal love, I yearn for mature, strong, but gentle older women.

Madoka ignored him, passed by, and boarded the private jet.

Zhang Yuanqing quickly turned around and followed, leading Xiaoyuan to a seat.

At this time, you can't look at Guan Ya first. Watching Guan Ya means a guilty conscience. Zhang Yuanqing looked around at everyone and introduced:

"Madoka, the psychic, my friend."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present except Xie Lingxi showed shocked expressions, and Li Chunfeng, the queen, and Ryo Asano tensed their bodies reflexively.

Lawful occupations are deeply vigilant against evil occupations.

"My friend!" Zhang Yuanqing repeated again.

Guan Ya looked at her boyfriend without saying a word, and when he said "my friend", his eyes were sincere and his expression was serious, as if he was endorsing the psychic.

He was a little guilty before, because his partner was a psychic? Guan Ya was thoughtful. JrNovels.com