Zhao Yang leaned forward and grabbed Lai Jiayi's shoulder with his right hand before the girl's head hit the front seat.
Silence filled the car as the people all stared at Lai Jiayi in Zhao Yang's arms. The guy was still holding Lai Jiayi so she won't fall forward, yet the girl didn't even wake up.
"That...was close." Zhao Yun sighed in relief as he slumped down the white car seat. The boy patted his chest while watching his uncle put Lai Jiayi back to the car seat cautiously.
"Yes. That was close." Zhao Yang nodded. The man looked at Lai Jiayi and made sure Lai Jiayi wore a seatbelt. Next time, no matter how bad the girl's sleeping posture was, she won't fall.
Lai Jiayi casually leaned back to the seat and raised her head. She rested her head on the headrest. The girl didn't even realize she almost hit the front seat.
"Uh...miss looks so tired." Zhao Yang awkwardly laughed as he glanced at Lai Jiayi's weird sleeping posture.
