"What do you mean, when people go to the sea for a few days, do you get stuck in your throat by a fishbone?" Liu Ziqing looked at Shen 13 wrongly and said.

The old man on the other side immediately regained his face, cleared his cough and told Yang Nianfu to book the ticket quickly.

I will not forget to add the following sentence: "Book tickets in the name of thirteen."

"Well, just economy class." Shen Shi-13 just shifted his eyes from embarrassment and avoided Liu Ziqing, telling Yang Nianfu.

"Tiny, Lao Tzu flies with you, and you're in economy class." I don't know how to say he's good....