After checking in a few gambling stones and a heap of specialty gifts she bought for others, Luo Qianqian followed Jimo Cheng onto the plane with glee.
As for what happened last night? Except for that card, she treated it as if it had been a dream, convinced she would never come to this dreadful place again! Goodbye, you.
Looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the plane window, Luo Qianqian felt incredibly at ease, to hell with whatever anyone else loved or did.
"Feeling good?" Jimo Cheng naturally felt Luo Qianqian's cheerful mood, smiled, and set down the book he was holding, "You might as well sleep a bit more; there's still a while to go."
Luo Qianqian shook her head; although she had woken up for a while, her sleep quality afterward had been quite high. She said with a smiling face, "Senior brother, may I borrow a book?"
