Xirong fuchen felt that the girl in front of him had grown up. She was pure and charming.
He looked at her, unable to shift his gaze away, with a trace of heat.
Xirong fuchen slowly took off his sunglasses and said softly,""Tiantian,"
"Brother Chen ..."
The word 'brother Chen' also expressed Duan Jintian's longing for him.
She looked at Xirong fuchen without blinking. The longing in her eyes was so strong, and her feelings were so strong.
Looking at Xirong fuchen, Duan Jintian was certain that this was real. It was real and not an illusion. She was not dreaming either. Her eyes turned slightly red.
Xirong fuchen saw that Duan Jintian's eyes had turned red, and his heart ached. He reached out and hugged her."Tiantian, what's wrong?"
"I miss you."
At this moment, Duan Jintian couldn't care less about being reserved. She just spoke her true thoughts.
Hearing this, Xirong fuchen should have been happy, but his heart couldn't help but ache.
