The Flight's Torture

On the private plane, I opened my iPod and looked at the data and schedules.

As today was a Sunday, the schedule only consists of the flight and the checking-in to the hotel.

I already booked 2 rooms so when we arrive there, the only thing we need to do is to relax.

Guessing that we still have about an hour and a half before we arrive at Seoul from Beijing, I closed the laptop and went to a corner to get some rest.

Packing at the last minute is really tiresome. I didn't get enough sleep last night because of it.

When I found a comfortable position, I snatched my phone and looked at the workload that I need to do when we arrive.

I guess other companies from Seoul still haven't gotten wind of the news that Su Jie Sheng is coming there.

If they have, they would have already called me to ask some time to plan them a meeting with President Sheng.

I turned back my attention from the phone and glanced at Su Jie Sheng.

With his chiseled jaw, straight nose, profound eyes, and stature; he is the main definition of a "prepossessing sight" that will make you compulsively look back and desire for him.

I teared my gaze away from him and put all of my attention back to the phone.

Maybe because I feel so comfortable on the couch I'm sitting, my mind turned hazy. Unexpectedly, I fell asleep.

Su Jie Sheng was facing his laptop; fully concentrated on his work not until he felt thirsty.

When he stood up, he saw the sleeping Yong Zhi Rou on a corner. He couldn't help but shake his head lightly while looking at the sleeping position of Yong Zhi Rou.

He turned off his laptop and went to the couch.

While sitting beside of Yong Zhi Rou, he changed her position gently as if scared to wake her up.

After great difficulty, he accomplished to change her position, she was now lying on the couch while her head was using the lap of Su Jie Sheng as a pillow.

A grin of accomplishment and tenderness slowly matured and grow on the face of Su Jie Sheng. You can clearly see his pride on his work visible on his eyes.

Then a flight attendant went near them and asked if they want anything.

"Bring a jar of water and a glass. Don't bother us again unless called." He ordered and didn't even bothered to look at the stewardess; drawing out a pressure that is quite terrifying.

After the flight attendant placed the jar of water and the glass, she walked out quickly as if scared to ruin something precious.

On the sofa, Su Jie Sheng was stroking the hair of Yong Zhi Rou while his other hand was caressing her cheeks. Sometimes, he's hand also wonders around her shoulder and hand.

Around them, the atmosphere was full of warmth and fondness that makes a person don't want to interfere.

Unknowingly to Yong Zhi Rou, someone was trying to mildly eat her tofu.

As if feeling uncomfortable, Yong Zhi Rou turned to the other side and tried to find a comfortable position.

After finding the perfect position, she relaxed and stopped tossing around.

And now, it was Su Jie Sheng's turn to be flustered.

The reason behind all of this was all because of the new position.

Her arrangement now is that she is facing Su Jie Sheng's body, with her arms wrapped around his waist.

The scary part was, she was facing an important part of a man's body specially designed to create and her face was really close to it.

Sweat steadily formed on Su Jie Sheng's body as time goes by.

He can rigidly feel the air that is exhaled by Yong Zhi Rou that is blowing out on his poor "Family Treasure" that is now pulsing a little.

Su Jie Sheng can only held his breath and be tortured the whole flight.