Fu Han revealed a knowing smile that said she understood more than she let on; she looked at Ji Liangchuan meaningfully and glanced at the seat beside her, "So, you changed seats to sit next to me?"
"Yeah." Ji Liangchuan's shamelessness was on full display; he grinned at Fu Han, his exaggerated peach blossom eyes shining particularly brightly, "After all, over twenty hours—even though we're not that familiar—it's still better than a complete stranger, right? If you want to talk, I can keep you company."
Fu Han scoffed, pulling up the blanket to cover her cheeks completely, leaving only a crisp and pleasant voice to filter out from beneath, "Do as you please, I'm going to sleep—don't disturb me."
Outside the blanket, Ji Liangchuan's hand, which had been in mid-air, paused at her words; he smiled, quietly lowered his hand, and said quite cheerfully, "Got it, but if you want to chat, feel free to wake me. I'm on call 24/7."
