Qin Yan was being carried, but she slept soundly, and no one woke her.
When she woke up, she was on the plane.
She rubbed her eyes and sat dazedly in her Younger Uncle's arms.
"Kitten, are you still sleepy?"
Qin Yan's head was still fuzzy, and it swayed from side to side along with his rocking hand.
Fu Wenzi seemed to have discovered something amusing.
He held a piece of matcha milk cake in front of Qin Yan.
"Sweetie, want some?"
Qin Yan tilted her head. Several seconds passed before she slowly nodded, as though she had only just registered his words.
"What a good girl."
The pretty little girl was so much fun like this.
Qin Yan held the milk cake and nibbled at it, gradually coming fully awake.
Her cheeks were round and plump, and someone poked them a few times.
She turned her dark, dewy eyes toward her third uncle, who was teasing her.
Fu Wenzi smiled.
Fu Wenzi smiled.
The good-tempered little beauty wasn't angry. She called out to her third uncle in a soft, muffled voice.
She tipped her head back slightly and gently nuzzled against her Younger Uncle, her movements affectionate and trusting.
"Younger Uncle."
Fu Nanshan stroked her hair. "We're almost home."
Had she slept that long?
She felt a little embarrassed when she thought about how her uncles had carried her the whole way.
She glanced out the window, taking in the thick banks of clouds in the sky.
After watching for a while, she went to do a jigsaw puzzle with Jinbao and the others.
"Where does this piece go?"
There were quite a lot of puzzle pieces, all depicting different little cats, and the sight left Qin Yan dazzled.
But she was very patient and searched slowly.
"Caw."
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