Looking at the last two rows of seats in front, she pressed her lips tightly and walked over cautiously.
In the second-to-last row, there was nobody. Xu Xia almost didn't dare to look at the last row, nervously hesitating to move her gaze. All she saw in the corner by the window seat was the little one leaning against the chair back, already asleep soundly with his eyes closed, a blanket covering him.
"Mo Mo!"
Seeing the little one with his head tilted asleep, the heart Xu Xia had in her throat finally fell back into place.
"Are you his godmother?" The elderly woman saw her and smiled as she explained, "No need to worry, he's just asleep."
"Thank you for looking after him." Xu Xia politely thanked her in English and, glancing at the peacefully sleeping Luo Jun, softly asked the elderly woman, "Can I swap seats with you?"
The elderly woman knew she was concerned about the child and nodded with a smile.
