《Living with a flight attendant》-1

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Chapter 1 Encounter
  A person’s life in Shanghai should be a happy one. At least he has enough material security and financial resources. He doesn’t have to go to work on time every day, and he can get off work at any time. In addition, he has a group of friends who are not many but have good relationships. For me, Very happy and satisfied.

I live on the edge of a downtown business circle. This is a good community. Although there are only a few high-rise buildings, the property management is still very good, so most of the people living here are people with economic foundations, although I am not one of them. , but since I was willing to spend my money on the "blade", I also became one of them.

I don't know what time I will leave the building I live in every day, but I know that I will only come back here late at night or even in the early morning. Every time I come back, I basically can't meet anyone, but I met her.

The first time I met her was a very ordinary encounter. When I got on the elevator and was about to close the door, she shouted from behind to catch up. I pressed the elevator door button with the fastest reaction speed and gave her a A chance to ride the elevator with me.

"Thank you." She's a very polite girl, maybe because of her profession, because anyone can tell her profession from her outfit and the little suitcase she's lugging behind her - stewardess, it's a It is a very attractive occupation for ordinary men like me, although some people describe them as just waiters, but the altitude of the service location is a little higher.

I nodded with a smile, trying my best to make a good impression on her. Although we may never get to know her, it is my usual style to make a good impression on beautiful women. How do I know which beauty is which one day? The nerves are wrong, then my chance will come, I often think so, but it is still only in the fantasy stage.

The elevator stopped on the 15th floor, and then I was the only one who went up to the 17th floor where I lived. Since then, every day when I take the elevator downstairs, I hope that the elevator will stop on the 15th floor, or when I come back, I can think of a voice that I am not familiar with, and we have taken the elevator together many times. , but never talked.

When I finally saw her again, she was no longer alone. There was a tall, handsome young man beside her. Judging from the uniform, I knew that she should belong to the same high-altitude practitioners as her, but what exactly is it? The flight attendant is still a high-altitude flight attendant like her. Due to my lack of "aviation knowledge", I can't judge. What I can judge is that the relationship between the two of them should be above the couple level, and in terms of appearance, I and this man are not on the same weight level at all.

Just when I decided to give up my reverie about a beautiful woman again, I saw her again.

"Hey, wake up, how can you, a beautiful woman, sleep in someone else's bed at will?" I found her on a bench in the community.

"Well?" She glanced at me blankly. The lighting in the community was still very good. Although it was late at night, she could see her red face and the smell of alcohol, so she knew that she was drinking too much. beauty.

"Hey, can you give me some reaction, or I'll be welcome." I tried to make her feel a little more alert and sober, but she still didn't make any movement. It seemed that she was drunk enough to allow me to act arbitrarily. .

"Where do you live?" Although I know she lives on the 15th floor, I don't know which one she lives in. She just completely transfers her weight to me, completely ignoring what I'm talking about, standing in the elevator I was overwhelmed and tried to wake her up several times, only to have her "discard" some undigested food in her stomach between me and her own clothes within seconds of waking up superior.

In desperation, I took a beautiful woman back to the 17th floor, where I lived.

The next morning, while I was still sleeping on the sofa, I heard a girl screaming from my room, and then a girl wearing my oversized T-shirt stood in front of me.

"You, what did you do to me?" She looked at me angrily and suspiciously.

Before I woke up completely, I shook my head blankly: "I remember what I didn't do."

"What about what you don't remember?" She continued to ask, and I fell from the sofa to the ground. I don't remember. How do I know about it.

"You beast, you are actually, you." She started to get angry and threw things at me regardless of the severity. Fortunately, my blocking and dodging abilities are relatively strong, but it's a pity that I made the muddy soot. cylinder.

The knock on the door rescued me at the right time. The door opened and I saw Auntie Wang's kind face. The girl didn't know where and when she was hiding.

"Xiao Fei, how is that girl?" Aunt Wang asked with a smile on her face. Auntie Wang is a very high-quality "hourly worker". To be exact, she is a retired engineer. By chance, she became a "hourly worker" who helped me clean up my house, but she didn't need me to pay, as long as I Helping her precious grandson to solve computer problems and teach computer knowledge, but if she knew that the reason why I get along so well with that kid is because I often teach him game secrets and often give him some good equipment in the game, the result will be Hard to predict.

"Ah, it's alright, she's still asleep." I thought that answer would be the least troublesome.

"Really, then, these are the girl's clothes. I have washed and dried them, do you want me to help her put them on again?" Aunt Wang is really a very enthusiastic aunt.

"I don't think so, she should have the ability to dress herself." I said with a rather embarrassed smile.

Aunt Wang left, this girl appeared out of nowhere, staring straight at me, her beautiful and cute little mouth digging out a graceful arc.

"You......, are you alright?" I moved cautiously, how could I know when the murderous look in her eyes would turn into actual action. She didn't speak and still stared at me.

"These are your clothes." I said tentatively, and carefully placed her clothes on the sofa.

She finally burst out laughing, and then said very gently: "Where is the bathroom."

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