monplace, Fu Yan shouldn't be airsick."Are you feeling unwell"Fu Yan didn't know how to explain, so she simply said nothing, shook her head, and followed him back to her seat.Fu Yan slept for a while...Xiaoyi pushed open the window, letting fresh air flow into the room.door behind her and said respectfully, "Mr. Fu."......In the gym, Huo Mingzheng got off the treadmill and picked up a dry towel from the rack to wipe his sweat. His black sports vest exposed two lines...