Never deeply in love

"Let's go." Bai Mingyue turned around and pretended not to know what he was up to, but his fair face was flushed. She didn't even hear it clearly. The crew's broadcast reminded her where the plane was going.

It wasn't until the airport repeated the broadcast that she stopped in disbelief. "Zi Han, are you boarding for c city?"

Bai Mingyue had never been on a plane before and had never been far away, so she looked a little silly at the moment. Mo Zihan found it interesting to watch, but did not explain.

"Well, it's okay. Let's get on the plane first." He said.

"Huh?" Bai Mingyue was stunned.

Mo Zihan held her fingers together and dragged her towards the airport passage. Bai Mingyue looked at him sideways with a faint smile on his lips. This smile seemed to dispel all the estrangement before. At least for now, she decided not to think about anything and enjoy the trip.

"Zi Han, do you know? It's... My first time on a plane." Bai Mingyue said.

Mo Zihan was stunned and immediately understood, and his heart ached even more. Bai Mingyue knew how hard life had been with Cai Shuya before. She had to work hard to get through college. As for flying, she had never experienced it.

But what Mo Zihan didn't expect was that Bai Mingyue, who had taken the first flight, would get airsick. They were in the first class cabin because it was off-season and there were not many people on board, except for two middle-aged couples, one of whom had a baby in his arms.

Mo Zihan spent the night dealing with some important matters in the company, so he was a little tired and simply slept with his eyes closed. Bai Mingyue couldn't sleep. She watched the couple tease the child with interest and missed her Chen Chen even more.

Not long after the plane took off, however, she felt a little stuffy in her chest, unable to concentrate at all, her brain was so dizzy, her palms were sweaty, and she felt very uncomfortable. She involuntarily held Mo Zihan's hand, almost subconsciously.

Mo Zihan opened his eyes almost subconsciously and looked at Bai Mingyue in surprise.

"What's wrong?" He asked, noticing that Bai Mingyue's face was not right.

"Zi Han, I... Feel dizzy." She said with a pale face.

Mo Zihan hurriedly hugged her and went to shake her hand, only to find that her hand was cold and cold, and her palm was wet and sweaty. Mo-tse had never fainted before, nor had anyone else. It was not until the stewardess came to check that she knew that Bai Mingyue had fainted.

The stewardess brought some water and medicine. Mo Zihan fed Bai Mingyue herself. She looked a little better, but she was still pale and green.

"How is it? Is it still uncomfortable?" Mo Zihan hugged her tightly. For the first time, he looked at her nervously and asked in a low voice.

The stewardess looked at Mo Zihan and then at Bai Mingyue, feeling a little envious. It was rare to see such a good-looking and charismatic male passenger who was so considerate to his girlfriend. The stewardess kindly said, "Sir, don't worry. This young lady is just a little airsick. It's best to sleep after taking the medicine."

Bai Mingyue leaned into Mo Zihan's arms, endured the dizziness that made him want to vomit, and said weakly, "Thank you."

"I'll hold you and you can sleep for a while, eh?" Mo Zihan added.

Bai Mingyue nodded and hugged his waist tightly in his arms, forcing himself to close his eyes and rest. Even with her eyes closed, the emotions on her face were still a little unsettled. Mo Zihan lowered his head and kissed her forehead. Holding her hand with a slight force, he pulled most of her body into his arms.

Bai Mingyue buried his face in his arms and could not help but feel at ease as he listened to the beating of his heart in his chest. She was so dizzy that she gradually fell asleep in his arms.

Looking at her calm and slightly pale sleeping face, without the stubbornness of the past, and with a rare morbid tenderness, Mo-tse held her hand tightly in his cold embrace, and somewhere in his heart was incredibly soft.

He freed a hand to caress her long hair, her soft cheeks, and his fingers moved upwards, gently caressing her slightly furrowed brows. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He could not remember clearly how long it had been since he had felt that she was as dependent on him as she was now.

After a long sleep, Bai Mingyue woke up and asked in a daze, "Zi Han, are you here?"

She looked so confused at the moment that Mo-tse curled his lips. "Not yet."

"How long will it take?" Bai Mingyue asked again, still feeling uncomfortable and dizzy. She remembered that when she used to take the bus, she often saw people get carsick and throw up on the bus.

I don't know if that feeling is the same as what she is feeling right now. Bai Mingyue really wants to cry. If she had known it would be so hard to fly, she would not have agreed to Mo Zihan's honeymoon abroad.

Her head was really dizzy, and her chest was so stuffy that she wanted to vomit. Bai Mingyue was lying in Mo Zihan's arms, completely unaware of how intimate and ambiguous their posture was at the moment.

"Soon, hold on a little longer." Mo Zihan comforted her with a flash of heartache in his eyes.

"Oh." Bai Mingyue did not ask again, but hugged him even tighter, still burying his face in his arms, as if this was the only way to feel better. Mo Zihan raised his hand and caressed her back with unprecedented care.

Bai Mingyue slept, woke, and fell asleep. When the plane finally reached its destination, she was still in a daze. When the plane stopped, she didn't know how she got off the plane.

All they remembered was that when they got off the plane and walked out of the airport, there were already people waiting for them. Two middle-aged men in suits took their suitcases and politely and respectfully said to Mo Zihan, "Mo Boss, welcome to c city for a vacation with your wife."

"C city?" Bai Mingyue was still a little dazed, wondering if he had heard wrong. Didn't they go to Paris? How did it become c city?

Mo Zihan said a few words to the two men and took Bai Mingyue in his arms, "You're not feeling well. I'll take you to the hotel to rest first."

Bai Mingyue was still feeling a little uncomfortable, so she didn't ask any more questions. It was all arranged by Mo Zihan. Mo-tse han had already greeted his subordinates at the branch office before he arrived. The hotel was arranged early in the morning.

As a result, he took Bai Mingyue directly to the best sea view presidential suite in Garden Hotel. C city, in addition to the well-known sea area near the hotel, there are a lot of primitive ecological scenic spots around.

He also inadvertently saw a female artist under the Cold Awn take over the video shoot of the travel ambassador in c city, and then remembered that many years ago, he had come here, the scenery here is really good.

In addition, in a hurry, there was really no way to leave the company's affairs to Su Zhe alone. In order to facilitate contact, he had to change his schedule and change his original plan to go to Paris for vacation to c city.

Because of the change in plan, he forgot to tell Bai Mingyue in a hurry. But now he was glad that he had changed his travel plan. Otherwise, the flight from city a to Paris would take more than four or five hours. How could Bai Mingyue stand it?

Because of the discomfort, Bai Mingyue went to take a bath as soon as she arrived at the hotel. She didn't know when she fell asleep. It was Mo Zihan who carried her out of the bathroom. It felt like this woman could no longer take care of herself, and Mo Zihan had an unspeakable grievance.

He didn't sleep all night, and because he was worried about Bai Mingyue, he barely slept for four or five hours on the plane. After a simple bath, he simply lay down beside Bai Mingyue and hugged her to sleep.

Many years later, every time Bai Mingyue thought about their first honeymoon, he would feel like laughing, and Mo-tse han would feel speechless. Who would have thought that the first day of their honeymoon was actually sleep.

Bai Mingyue slept until 9: 30 pm. The moment she opened her eyes, in the darkness of the room, she felt the warm breath of the man beside her brushing her ears. She moved and Mo Zihan opened her eyes immediately.

"Are you awake?" The man asked, his voice hoarse and low, with an inexplicable tenderness.

"Yes." Bai Mingyue answered, smelling the familiar scent of his body, which seemed to be faintly mixed with the fragrance of roses. It was very peaceful and comfortable.

Mo Zihan moved, only to hear a bang. He pressed the switch, and the crystal chandelier above him suddenly turned on.

The sudden light forced Bai Mingyue to close her eyes. When she felt comfortable and opened them again, she saw that the whole room was decorated with bright red roses, full of romance.

She couldn't help but be startled. After a nap, her mind cleared up a lot. It was only now that she could see clearly that the room she and Mo Zihan were staying in was so... Special.

"Do you like it?" Looking at her surprised expression, Mo Zihan smiled and slowly got up with her in his arms. Bai Mingyue looked down and realized that even the quilts they were covered in were bright red with bright rose petals.

"This is..."

Just as she was about to ask, Mo Zihan had already answered, "The hotel has arranged the honeymoon package."

Bai Mingyue was no exception to any woman who didn't like flowers and romance. Or perhaps it was because she slept so comfortably that she was refreshed and in a good mood.

The corners of his mouth rose up involuntarily, and he picked up a rose petal and put it between his nose to sniff. Fresh rose petals, very elegant and pleasant. No wonder she could smell the fragrance of flowers in her dreams. So it was.

"Where are we?" Bai Mingyue asked.

"C city." Mo Zihan said, holding her in one hand and playing with the rose petals in the other. "Time is too short to take you to Paris, so I changed here and forgot to tell you."

But for now, none of this matters. Bai Mingyue herself felt that it was a good thing that Mo Zihan had changed her itinerary. Otherwise, if she really wanted to fly to Paris, she might not be able to bear it. The feeling of airsickness on the plane was still fresh in her memory.

"I heard there's a sea here." Bai Mingyue said, while she was in a good mood, her brain began to liven up. She began to imagine what she had learned about the travel information here, which she was looking forward to.

Mo Zihan suddenly smiled. Before she could react, she carried her out of bed, walked to the french window, brushed the floor, and pulled the curtains open.