"..."
Stare～
"Rustle..."
Swoosh～
At this moment, on the plane heading to Ying Country.
Ye Shiyu frowned, still unable to shake off the oppressive feeling when An Le walked past her just moments ago.
Bai Yi next to her had it worse, pretending to be dead, turning her head to look at Ye Shiyu rather than at An Le.
It was only after An Le had walked past for a while that Bai Yi turned her head, complaining that her neck had gotten sore from staying turned.
As soon as An Le appeared, everyone in the first two rows—except for Sakuragi Yuri, who was completely oblivious—changed their expressions drastically, taking a long time to recover.
At this moment, Ye Shiyu struggled to straighten up, holding on to the seatbelt around her waist, casting her gaze to the left, trying to distract herself by seeing if Sakuragi Hitomi was doing anything to Xiao Huan.
