Chapter 702 Cloud Sea City

“Do you like stories, Mengmeng? Let Uncle tell you some good stories!

On the plane, Zhang Han and his family sat down on the right side of the plane, where there were three separate seats close to each other. Behind them were Wang Ming, Rong Jiaxin, and Wang Ya. On Zi Yan’s left, there were also three chairs, and Jiang Yanlan was the only passenger there. Ji Wushuang and Mo Chengfeng sat on the back seats, while Instructor Liu and Zhao Feng were behind Jiang Yanlan.

Hearing that Mengmeng wanted to hear some stories, Instructor Liu came to the front seat and blinked his eyes at Jiang Yanlan.

“Move inside.”

“You!” Jiang Yanlan widened her eyes in anger, intending to beat Instructor Liu. Still, she was on Zhang Han’s plane and Mengmeng was looking at her hopefully.

“Uh?”

Mengmeng was slightly surprised. She could read the other’s facial expression and knew Jiang Yanlan was angry from her stiff face. Therefore, Mengmeng turned her gaze at Instructor Liu.

“Ha ha ha, nothing serious. Ha ha…” Jiang Yanlan forced a smile and made room for Instructor Liu. Seeing that Instructor Liu sat down without saying thank you to her, Jiang Yanlan pinched his waist with her right hand.

Before Jiang Yanlan could reach Instructor Liu’s flesh…

“Ouch!”

A cry of pain rang out through the cabin.

Everyone looked at Instructor Liu, and then turned their gaze to Jiang Yanlan.

“Hum?” Jiang Yanlan was confused.

“Why are you crying before I beat you? You are so shameless!”

Jiang Yanlan’s eyes quivered and she kept murmuring to herself, “Calm down, calm down… Punish him in whatever way you like when you arrive… Puff…”

As if he had foreseen the danger, Instructor Liu stopped teasing Jiang Yanlan. Yet, his next words made Jiang Yanlan even angrier.

“Wow, Lanlan, the current on you is so strong that it makes me numb.”

“Puff…”

Zhao Feng and others were almost choked by their own saliva.

“Do you remember that you are a Grand Master? Can you make a more reasonable excuse?”

“Liu, you are great. Ha ha ha, so great. I’ll give you a greater feeling when we get off the flight.” Jiang Yanlan smiled at Instructor Liu.

“Ha ha ha. Okay!”

As long as Zhang Han or Mengmeng were there, Instructor Liu was not afraid of anything.

Jiang Yanlan couldn’t help thinking about how to punish Instructor Liu when she saw his expression. Therefore, she turned her gaze outside the window. As the plane rose above the clouds, the beautiful scenery outside calmed her down.

Nonetheless, Jiang Yanlan soon heard Instructor Liu’s idea of telling stories to Mengmeng. She turned around to look at Instructor Liu, wondering what he was going to do.

“Uncle Liu, you said you wanted to tell a story,” Mengmeng said when the flight was stable, shaking her short legs on the chair.

“Of course, I’m going to start. First, I’ll tell two stories to moisten my voice first.”

Hearing Instructor Liu’s words, Zhang Han, Zi Yan, and Zhao Feng all turned their gaze towards him.

They wondered if Instructor Liu was going to tell his own stories about his career. Though Instructor Liu had strong supporters, he must be more powerful than his former colleagues, otherwise, he would have been replaced by others.

“Well, this is what I heard from Xiao Ma, my former teammates.”

Instructor Liu cleared his throat, “When I first joined the army, Xiao Ma always said that after reading time-travel novels, he looked up at the sky with a look of piety and said, ‘God, can I experience it too? I don’t want so many beauties or high positions, a pretty wife is enough for me. I don’t want to be a martial artist or scholar, a good brother who develops in an all-round way is enough. I don’t want too much money; a small house is enough for me.’ God satisfied his wish and hit him with thunder. When he woke up as a time traveler, he saw a beautiful woman sitting at the edge of his bed. ‘Elder brother, drink the soup,’ the woman said with a gentle voice.”

“Hmm?”

Zi Yan and Jiang Yanlan were confused. All of a sudden, they burst out laughing.

“Why?” Mengmeng was still confused, not knowing why the others were so happy. She forced a smile and then began looking around with her blinking eyes.

“You’re talking nonsense. Tell us something real.”

Instructor Liu laughed and took a glance at Jiang Yanlan secretly.

Then he continued, “In the face of a complex and intractable crime scene, experienced officer Li, with a serious look, squats down on the side in silence. He has consumed two packs of cigarettes and is now coughing constantly. Xiao Wang, a new intern, comes to stop him. Officer Li explains, ‘Don’t worry, I’m okay. This is a chronic complaint since I have been in this business for many years. I’ll lose all my ideas if I stop smoking.’ After hearing this, Xiao Wang hesitates for a while and finally says to him, ‘Although I’m not as experienced as you are, please listen to me if you really regard me as a friend. Don’t smoke my cigarettes, okay?'”

Instructor Liu stopped and everyone burst out laughing.

“This is so funny.”

Even Jiang Yanlan was amused and Instructor Liu caught her smile with his sharp eyes.

Taking this opportunity, he asked Jiang Yanlan, “I’m good at telling stories, right?”

“No!” Jiang Yanlan controlled her mood and rolled her eyes at him.

“Don’t deny that I’m good at telling stories. As a native from Shang Jing, you may not understand them thoroughly.”

“I’m not a native from Shang Jing,” Jiang Yanlan replied to him in a way different from others.

It happened that Instructor Liu wanted to know more about her.

“Where are you from? Maybe we are fellow villagers.”

“I can’t be your fellow villager!”

Silence fell in the cabin.

There were not many opportunities for Instructor Liu to “chat” with Jiang Yanlan, so he grasped it immediately. Most men liked to show off in front of their dream-lovers, expect Instructor Liu, who just wanted to know more about Captain Jiang.

This was the main purpose of Instructor Liu’s story telling.

Meanwhile, Mengmeng didn’t understand the story and looked up at Zhang Han.

“PaPa, what’s uncle Liu talking about?” asked Mengmeng.

“He tells two short stories that you can understand when you grow older.” Zhang Han touched Mengmeng’s head with a smile.

“Isn’t he telling me stories? Why can’t I understand them? Hum