Lu Zhanxing had just taken a step when his footsteps suddenly halted.
He turned around, puzzled, looking at the corner of his clothes being tugged. "Sis, can't you bear to part with your brother?"
His heart was brimming with sweetness. Staying at home for a longer time after this trip back had been the right choice.
His sister had started to be unable to let go of him.
"Not really..." Qiao Yun opened her mouth, not knowing why she had grabbed onto Lu Zhanxing, but she still requested, in a whisper, "Can you leave later?"
It was the first time Lu Zhanxing had seen such a clingy sister, and his heart was touched.
He glanced at the time, regretfully saying, "I'd really like to leave later, but I can't, if I don't go now, I'll miss the flight."
"Oh."
Qiao Yun let go of Lu Zhanxing's clothes corner, the panicky feeling she had just had was gone, and she felt a little bewildered herself.
"I'll take you to the airport."
