"Qin Yang, the flight is delayed. We'll have to wait a bit longer before we can board."
Long Meiqing said.
Qin Yang nodded and continued playing the old-fashioned game of Tetris; however, as the blocks fell faster and faster, Qin Yang's actions sped up as well.
Long Meiqing leaned over from the side, unable to deny that Qin Yang was indeed skilled. No matter how fast the blocks fell, Qin Yang deftly managed them, clearing lines and accumulating points.
Due to Long Meiqing's close proximity, Qin Yang could already smell the fresh fragrance of her hair.
"Hm? Why did you stop playing?"
A dozen minutes later, Long Meiqing suddenly looked up and asked in confusion as Qin Yang had just stopped his actions.
"Your hair got into my neck and it tickles a bit."
Qin Yang said with a speechless face, thinking that this girl was too close, making him slightly distracted.
"Hmm?"
