บท 417: Chapter 418 Our Island_1

The night flight cabin was dimly lit, illuminated only by a few non-glaring night lights.

Purple Summers and Alexander Summers's seats were side by side, covered with blankets, and beneath the blankets, their hands were interlocked.

Alexander's large hand was very warm, the warmth flowing like it could stream from their clasped palms all the way to her heart.

She looked up at the man beside her, his eyes closed, lips slightly pursed, his handsome profile veiled in a layer of golden mist under the dim warm light, tender and serene, neither cold nor sinister, only gentle.

Purple tried to think the best of Alexander, despite his unseemly behavior and frequent bullying of her, he was mostly very gentle.

Alexander seemed to sense her gaze and opened his eyes.

Her reflection was in his pupils, and a smile immediately appeared in his eyes as he asked, "Can't sleep?"