"Person, please wear your seat belt, the plane is about to land." The flight attendant spoke with a polite smile.

Park Tae-young opened his eyes in a daze when he heard the voice, and his eyes were still dark. His head moved left and right. Then he stretched out his hand and grabbed his head in confusion. Then he remembered something and pulled down the funny eye mask on his face.

"Please wear your seat belt." Park Tae-yeon quickly raised his hand and said he knew.

The flight attendant immediately walked away to check on other passengers.

I grabbed the back of my head and looked at the flight attendant who was walking away. It seemed that I didn’t pass him a note this time. Well, although I don’t pass notes every time I do civil aviation, I always stare at him in most cases.

I reached out to touch my chin in confusion, and then suddenly realized that the beard I had left there was still not shaved.

Originally, he was not going through normal procedures for serving and arranging troops. Lao Pu's family is still relatively powerful in the military. How could he say that, after all, it was a warlord regime at that time.

Xia Yan left after that earthquake for almost half a month. Of course, he couldn't just leave, so it took this time to go through a set of procedures.

To be honest, I may not have sorted out this part clearly in the past year, but to be honest, I really miss them. If I hadn't seen Xia Yan, I might have been able to hold it back, but after seeing it, I really couldn't help it. I forced myself not to see any consultations for more than a year before I could barely hold back my longing.

However, Xia Yan's mobile phone broadcast flashed that day. Before the phone was snatched away, she saw the two of them. Taeyeon sat on the ground with blonde hair and preparing for exercise. Yoona was wearing a baseball cap and long straight hair, but her face was wearing a mask, which made him not really look at it.

Well, it was these two eyes that made him feel itchy.

As for what to do in the end, I squinted my eyes and thought about it. Let’s talk about it later. Maybe the two of them would have ignored him for a long time. This time it was a real year without any contact.

In the two years since he left to play football, he spoke on the phone every day or chatted online. As for Taeyeon at that time, he didn't even look at him.

However, the online contact is not considered to be broken, after all, I am her feather.

Looking at the sky outside the window, it was a good weather. He was really impatient. He went home and took a shower and then hanged his beard. Maybe she would be at home, right? This is not very certain. After all, this time is still their return period, so he should be very busy and he has time to clean up himself.

Although she did not notify the little guy, she thought she would know where he was acting.

Thinking about the thought that the plane landed slowly without realizing it. After the plane stopped, Park Tae-young got up and took his bag, and then waited to get off the plane. Because he was in the first class, it was his turn soon.

"Thank you for taking Korean Air."

Looking at the bearded man who smiled at him, one of the two flight attendants standing at the door was stunned for a moment, and then widened his eyes in disbelief.

The stewardess who had been serving the first class cabin hurriedly hit her friend and told her not to get distracted. The flight attendant quickly smiled and then kept getting off the plane to salute the passengers.

Until all of them were exposed, the flight attendant who had just been distracted immediately stomped her feet back and forth in a hurry.

"Ah, no, Oni, please help me check, I'll go first."

"What's wrong?"

"I saw my idol, absolutely, absolutely yes. Ah, I didn't tell me if you were too bad. I would have known that I would have changed services with you."

"What? Your idol?wing?"

"That's right, right."

"How is that possible? I didn't see such a handsome guy. Besides, you can't see it even when you are on the plane."

"Who can recognize him wearing sunglasses when he gets on the machine."

"Big Bearded? Oh Mo! Really?"

"It's absolutely impossible to be wrong. Although half of the face sings, the melancholy eyes and charming face shape are absolutely impossible to be wrong."

"No, we move quickly. Let's go together. We haven't been transported here quickly."

"Oni!"

"It's useless to act coquettishly, he is also my male god."

"Get out, I can't recognize you in front of you."

"...Wrong, he kept sleeping with his eye mask."

"Okay, hurry up."

Regardless of Park Tae-yeon's two little fan-loving flight attendants.

At this time, Park Tae-yeon had already taken out his sunglasses and put them on his belt, waiting leisurely to pick up his luggage. He was carrying a shoulder bag and watching the luggage flights on both sides of the left and right.

"Tsk tsk, there is a set of flights next door to Afghanistan and the United States."

Looking at the many bearded men here, and then there were many Americans next to him. Park Tae-yeon was shaking his legs happily. He felt very funny. He had forgotten that he was also one of the bearded terrorists in the eyes of others.

Because it is an international flight, the salute is slower than the ordinary flight. Moreover, this flight comes from a certain place, which is probably scary and will check it again? I was thinking about whether it is the salute here first or the late arrival of the Korean American father. If it is late, would I go to complain?

"Sorry, can you take a photo with you?"

The question sounded behind him, and Park Tae-yeon was stunned. He was recognized like this? He thought that the Koreans had forgotten about it in a year.

Listening to the sound of a girl, Park Tae-yeon turned his head to see if he was beautiful or not, and was deciding whether to satisfy the other person.

As soon as I turned around, I heard a click, Park Tae-yeon was a little confused.

"Thank you, Jessica Oni."

"It doesn't matter."

A fashionable woman behind her voice softly, then took her hand and looked at it: "It's okay, are you hungry?"

"Yeah, Ouni, when will you release an album?"

"I'm busy with company affairs recently. Are you looking forward to my album?"

"yes."

"If you have a chance, ask the company then."

"Well, come on, Sikaoni." The little girl wanted to turn around and leave, but turned around and looked at Park Tae-yeon for a moment, then immediately turned around and looked at Sika again, and inadvertently put it between the two of them.

"Oni, the big bearded man behind him keeps peeking at you."

The next second, Park Tae-yeon looked at the woman in front of him and turned around and came over. He was holding a pair of sunglasses in his hand to take it up, but when he saw Park Tae-yeon stopping and his brows frowned slightly.

"Where is your agent, Ouni?"

"It's okay, I know you."

"Is that true?" The little fan still looked here with caution.

"Long time no see? Where are you back? This big beard is you doing performance art? And sunglasses are good." Sika said with a smile, and then raised the same sunglasses in her hand.

Park Tae-yeon took off his sunglasses, pursed his lips gently under his bearded man, and then stretched out his hands: "Do you want a hug? I'll celebrate my return by posting the headlines?"

"Save it, save you! Are you cured?"

"...Well, I'm very tired when I hold my hands."

Sika took a step forward and gently hugged her, Park Tae-yeon stopped and patted her back gently.

The little girl fan who had just taken a photo with her idol covered her mouth and stared at her in disbelief, but at this time she also recognized Park Tae-yeon.
Chapter completed!