An exchange bus wound its way along the mountain roads of Anxian, passing through one towering peak after another.
Yu Xing leaned against Shen Yao's shoulder, his brows furrowed and eyes closed as if feeling somewhat unwell.
Shen Yao reached out to brush a stray lock of hair from Yu Xing's forehead, asking gently, "Still feeling carsick? Should I ask them to pull over for a break?"
Chapter 151