Chapter 38: The Origins of Yu Xi (Monthly Ticket Bonus!)_3

Fortunately, the highways in Mi Country are really straight, with few cars, so long-distance driving isn't very tiring; you just have to resist falling asleep.

Through the rearview mirror inside the car.

Lin Xian looked at Yu Xi, covered with a blanket and entering dreamland on the spacious back seat.

She was still dressed in the same outfit, never lax even when sleeping, with the Smith & Wesson M500 revolver in her jacket pocket, never leaving her side.

Only on her right arm, wrapped in a loop of white bandages, the wound had clearly stopped bleeding and had not seeped through.

Because she was lying with her back to Lin Xian, facing the back of the seat.

So Lin Xian could only see the back of her head, and... that short ponytail that hopped up and down with the movements of the car.

Yu Xi's baby-face shape suited ponytails quite well.

But her hair was too short to tie a proper ponytail, and this pityfully short ponytail sometimes looked really quite comical.

However...