"Boom!"
As soon as she finished speaking, everything spun around again.
Tan Jincheng, who wasn't holding on tightly, was flung once more, rolling continuously within the cabin.
"Bang!"
The cabin's rotation abruptly ceased, yet Tan Jincheng's body, unable to check its momentum, crashed directly into her seat.
She seemed to have heard the sound of bones breaking, sending chills down her spine.
Yet he simply frowned, face pale, showing no reaction at all. Instead, he seized the opportunity to stubbornly grab the pillar beneath her seat and steadied himself.
"You—"
She found herself at a loss for words.
This person is somewhat strange.
Why is he desperately trying to get close to her? What does he want?
