"Alright." Lin Zi glanced back and understood in a second; tacit understanding was just like this.
No need for any extra word, a look was all it took for the other person to know your intention and how you wanted them to act.
Such understanding was not achieved overnight; of course, it also depended on the person.
The corners of his mouth curved slightly, revealing a hint of mischief. Next moment, almost simultaneously, two fighter jets jolted violently, waking everyone who had been sleeping soundly. Some even accidentally bit their own tongues—a moment of instant sobriety.
Zhou Yicen instinctively soothed Yue Qiao and held her tightly to prevent her from falling. Those who had regained their composure quickly steadied themselves, while those who had tumbled were completely dumbfounded and had not fully woken up yet. Those who had snapped out of it quickly stood and returned to their original seats.
As for those who hadn't woken up, they had probably been dazed by the fall.
