Su Nanzhi put on a mask before going back, obviously receiving attention from her younger brother.
"Why are you wearing a mask?"
Su Nanzhi spoke in a neutral tone, "Can't stand the smell here."
An Yunhuai: "..."
Nevertheless, An Yunhuai didn't focus too much on this matter, and the family of three, pulling their suitcases, boarded the plane and flew towards America.
But there was a little friend who was about to be proven wrong.
Xiao Shurui, the little friend who had vowed that he would definitely not get airsick, started feeling unwell not long after takeoff.
He nested uncomfortably in An Yunhuai's embrace, wishing he could turn himself back into a sword.
An Yunhuai glanced worriedly at the little one's peachy red cheeks, then looked to Su Nanzhi, "Will he be okay like this?"
With her mask still on, Su Nanzhi looked at An Yunhuai and extended her hand, "Give him to me."