Lu Huaiyu raised his eyebrows, half-wrapped his arm around Ning Li who was leaning against his chest.
Ning Li sleepily nuzzled into his chest.
It was an extremely intimate gesture, with a feeling of dependence that even she herself had not noticed.
Pei Song's gaze rested on her quiet sleeping face for a moment before he averted his gaze.
Lu Huaiyu turned his head to look at Ning Li.
Her thick and curly eyelashes fluttered slightly, and a few strands of her hair lay messily against her fair, delicate cheeks. The corners of his lips curled up slightly.
He did not know what kind of dream she was having.
Lu Huaiyu observed her for a while before he chuckled.
"She's quite attractive..."
His voice was soft and deep, but Ning Li did not hear it. She merely leaned quietly into his embrace.
...
Two hours later, the plane landed at Yunzhou Airport.
