Zhao Bai drank an Arctic Ocean orange soda on the plane. They said that when the plane rapidly ascended, changes in air pressure gave carbonated drinks a strange taste, but honestly, he could not tell any difference from drinking one on the ground.
He heard fingers tapping on a screen and knew the recorder was documenting his story.
The Gulfstream jet took off in the morning light, soaring over a sea of clouds. The rolling clouds gleamed like flowing gold. Nothing could describe how I felt at that moment. Three seats ahead of me, Boss Zhao put on an eye mask, apparently treating this kind of journey as routine. Flying to the target, killing the enemy, then calmly withdrawing probably felt as ordinary as eating and drinking to him...
Oh, the boss's wife held Boss Zhao's hand. They seemed to be showing off their affection, but it had no effect on me. Men and women, men and old people—there was no difference to me...
Ah, Rosaliya next to me cast a sinful gaze my way. So annoying.
Bronya grabbed Zhao Bai's hand. If she did not hold him back, Zhao Bai was about to jump up and hit someone. Just then, Rosaliya shot Cup Snake a beastlike glare. It was not time for Liliya to wake up yet; drool pooled at the corner of her mouth, and no one could restrain Rosaliya now.
"Hehehe~"
"What do you want?"
Cup Snake put down her phone, her face full of the vigilance she ought to have. Airheads really were terrifying creatures.
"Classmate Cup Snake, come interview me! I really want to pour out my heartfelt journey as an idol to a reporter. Come interview me, please~"
"..."
"Isn't that amazing?~"
"..."
Rosaliya, well done!
Zhao Bai really wanted to applaud. Bronya's tightly