C603 To Seek Justice for the Winter Anemones

A good fast food, just scattered a plastic bag, all wasted!

Feng Nan Chu's brows furrowed. He embarrassedly put away the bag and threw it into the trash bag on the side. Then, he wanted to press the button to have the flight attendant send something over.

"No need!" He had just put his hand on the button when Sang Qingxia suddenly spoke up