"Mmhmm, goodnight," said Xie Jiling softly.
No matter how reluctant Han Zhuofeng was, he had to leave, so he said, "I'll text you on WeChat later."
"Okay." Xie Jiling nodded obediently.
Finally, she was separated from Han Zhuofeng.
When Xie Jiling returned to her room, she could not help but think about the time when they were in Tacheng, where their rooms were right next to each other.
Xie Jiling went to take a shower.
It was their first day together, but she didn't get to spend a lot of time with him today.
But now that they were separated and she was alone, she started missing him.
While she was together with him, she was so nervous that she would often be at a loss for words.
But now that they were separated, she started missing him.
Xie Jiling sat on the bed comfortably, leaning on the pillow.
She opened WeChat and saw Han Zhuofeng's message.
