"Oh, my little angel, come and let me give you a hug."
Song Yaoyao got off the plane and saw an unexpected person.
On a hot summer day, a handsome man dressed in a black priest outfit opened his arms towards Song Yaoyao with a smile.
"Father Nolan?"
Song Yaoyao was surprised. She happened to have many questions for Nolan, but she did not have his contact information. During her rush back, she had decided on the plane to go look for him some time.
However, she didn't expect to be surprised the moment she got off the plane.
Song Yaoyao threw herself into his arms. She couldn't help but wonder if her luck was still there.
"Still as soft as I imagined," Nolan said in a low voice.
Huo Jiu's face darkened, and he went up to pull Nolan away.
Nolan let go of Song Yaoyao first and threw a provoking look at Huo Jiu. "You're so cooperative this time. Don't tell me you need something from me?"
"Ahem—"
