An Ziqi finally snapped back to reality, recalling news of various plane crashes she had seen on TV, her face turned pale in an instant.
She quickly turned her head toward Xiao Yining on her side.
"Mommy." Xiao Yining's little face was tense, as he stretched out his tiny hand to her.
An Ziqi hurriedly reached out to firmly grasp his hand, then turned to look at Ye Minzhi and An Siqing.
Both of them looked white as sheets, with Tang Shan comforting them at the moment.
Ensuring that they were alright, she turned her anxious gaze to Xiao Moli, "What happened? What's wrong with the plane?"
Xiao Moli's thin lips were tightly pressed as he unbuckled his seatbelt. Seeing this, An Ziqi suddenly felt unease, she rushed to hold him back, "What are you trying to do?"
It would be even more dangerous to unbuckle the seat belt at this time if something really were to go wrong with the plane.
