Although the space at the back was narrower, Wen Xian felt as if she had found her place of belonging, sleeping soundly, leaning against that broad and warm shoulder.
It was as if she were in her bed at home, leaning against Lu Xiao's shoulder, using his arm as a pillow.
Especially since she could often feel him pulling up the blanket for her.
In less than five hours, the plane arrived in the Philippines, and around five in the morning, the sky was dimly lit. Due to its geographical location, which is different from Beijing's, the area had a tropical marine monsoon climate, making it hot and rainy, perfect for vacation travel.
This season was also not the rainy season, so going out to sea was convenient with not much wind and waves.
As the plane began to descend and the flight attendant asked everyone to raise their window shades, Wen Xian gradually woke up.
