So, she reached out and tugged at Gu Jiangnian's sleeve with a slightly pitiful look, while he continued to converse on the phone, he glanced back at her.
And, as if to console her, he raised his hand to gently stroke her soft hair.
Dominant, yet with a hint of tenderness.
She spoke, her voice soft and mushy, "Gu Jiangnian, I feel like throwing up."
Presumably, because her voice was too soft, the man holding the phone did not hear her.
He slightly raised his eyebrows.
He intended to ask again.
But then he saw the person sitting in the seat quickly unfastened her seatbelt and staggered toward the bathroom.
Within moments, a torrential sound of vomiting filled the air.
The careful flight attendant was also taken aback and followed Jiang Muwan into the bathroom to comfort her by rubbing her back.
And Gu Jiangnian, the surprise in his eyes turned solemn.
