The next day, Xie tingxi set off for Nepal, and qu Huaian sent him to the airport.
Along the way, Xie tingxi held her hand and played with it, intentionally or unintentionally. From time to time, he would turn his head to look at her, and there seemed to be ripples and lingering emotions in his eyes.
Qu Huaian did not look too good. He had been absent-minded the entire morning and did not notice the man's gaze on him.
Xie tingxi's Adam's apple rolled, and he finally couldn't help but raise the partition.
Qu Huaian finally came back to his senses. Just as he was about to ask, " what's wrong? " the man suddenly wrapped his arms around her slender waist and carried her directly onto his body.
She had no choice but to curl her legs up and kneel on him.
This position was simply too ambiguous.
"What are you doing?"
She struggled to get down.
The man clasped her slender waist tightly. &Quot; you look so pale. Did you not sleep well last night? "
