Although the space in the back was a bit cramped, Wen Xian leaned on that broad, warm shoulder, feeling as if she had found her haven, sleeping soundly.
It was as if she were in her own bed at home, leaning against Lu Xiao's shoulder and resting on his arm.
Especially since she could often feel him pulling the blanket over her.
In less than five hours, the plane arrived in the Philippines.
Around five o'clock in the morning, the sky began to light up dimly, and unlike the geographical location of Beijing, this area had a tropical marine monsoon climate, thus it was hot and rainy, making it very suitable for vacations and travel.
This season happened to not be the rainy season, making it convenient to go out to sea without strong winds or waves.
As the plane prepared to descend, and the flight attendant asked everyone to open the sunshades, Wen Xian slowly woke up.
