The man braced one hand against the table and watched the young man in his arms with interest.
He seemed to have come to his senses, but his clumsy acting still left a lot to be desired.
Was he unwilling to admit what he had done, or did he just want to stay nestled against him?
Pretending not to notice that he was awake, the man quietly tilted his head and leaned closer.
The young man's eyelashes fluttered, and a peach-pink blush spread over his cheeks.
Of course Song Yunxing was awake! He had been awake since the plane landed!
It was as though his mind had only just finished loading, restoring the save file of everything that had happened yesterday and today.
More terrifying than any of that was the fact that, right this moment, he was actually sleeping in Shen Yanci's arms!
Everything felt so unreal to Song Yunxing. He had to still be dreaming!
Just sleep a little longer! If I sleep a little longer, I'll wake up from this dream!
Warm breath brushed the young man's lips, and the man's low, husky voice sounded beside his ear. "If you don't get up, I'll have no choice but to give you a goodnight kiss."
A shiver ran through him. His memories rewound, and he suddenly remembered kissing Shen Yanci right in front of the camera. He wished he could travel back in time and slap himself twice!
He sprang up, slamming his head into the ceiling of the first-class cabin.
Clutching his head where he had hit it, he backed away, tears welling involuntarily in his eyes.
"I... I didn't know I'd done those things!"
The man lowered his lashes, as though he had expected that answer all along, and replied mildly, "Mm. And?"
"I... thank you?"