Mo, you're back! With a cry in her heart, she came to him and threw herself into his arms.

As if he had been away for a century, she missed him. She really missed him.

With such a flop, it seems that all the troubles of Yezimo no longer exist.

He hugged her tightly and kissed her gently on her fragrant hair, unwilling to leave for a long time. After a long embrace, he grabbed her shoulder and looked at her affectionately for a while, then his kiss pressed her lip.

Xia Yihan stood on tiptoe, protruding his tongue and lingering with him.

Only in this way can she feel...