"How long have I been asleep?" After an indeterminate amount of time, Ye Shikai slowly opened his eyes and rubbed them hard, looking around.
"Awake now? The plane has already landed." Suddenly, a familiar voice came to his ears. Turning his head sharply, Su Qingyu was staring at him with a smile on her face, and for some reason, he felt there was a hint of chillness in that smile.
"Sorry, I didn't realize I slept for so long." Ye Shikai looked at his watch—it had been a full two hours, and now his head was still feeling heavy.
"I've notified Qingqing to come to pick us up. Get ready." Su Qingyu put on a pair of sunglasses while a flight attendant pushed over his luggage, all of which belonged to Ye Shikai.
"Ouch, Qingyu, I think I twisted my waist. Could you give me a hand?" The moment Ye Shikai moved, he winced in pain and reached out, hoping Su Qingyu would help him.
