The plane landed at 10:50 in the afternoon. Zhou Huaiyi had a late night and was forcibly dragged out of bed this morning. During the more than two-hour flight, she slept like a log until she was gently awoken by the plane's landing jolt.
About five minutes later, the aircraft door was opened. Zhou Huaiyi straightened her clothes and hair, put on her glasses, and was the first to disembark.
Just as Zhou Huaiyi was about to leave the airport casually, Yang Li suddenly grabbed her, then turned back to the stylist behind and said, "Xiao Yu, fix Qi Chen's hair a bit."
Zhou Huaiyi was stunned: "No... it's not necessary..."
It's just walking out of an airport, getting into a car, all taking less than five minutes...
Yang Li looked puzzled: "Aren't you usually most concerned about your image? Today, you don't care?"
Zhou Huaiyi, without blushing or skipping a beat: "I think it's nice to let the fans see the most authentic side of me once in a while!"
Yang Li: "..."
