Xia Zhisu knew how she got on the plane, and naturally, how she got off it.
She ended up as a heap of mush, carried down in Ling Tian'ao's arms.
Opening her eyelids slightly, it seemed that they'd entered a hotel.
Then, she could vaguely feel that many people were looking at her.
Afterward, she seemed to hear Ling Tian'ao saying something.
Ultimately, she touched the bed, and as soon as she did, she felt so tired that her eyes shut and she fell into a deep sleep.
Ling Tian'ao emerged from the bathroom after showering; Xia Zhisu was still asleep.
He glanced at the woman on the bed, and the corner of his lip curled upward. This woman sure knows how to sleep soundly.
He took his tablet to the living room to handle a few company matters.
Ling Tian'ao waited for Xia Zhisu to wake up so he could take her out for a meal and then show her a good time.
The doorbell rang.
It was room service.
"Come in."
