The man's tone was filled with grievance as Yan Luoxi gently leaned into his embrace, whispering softly, "I missed you so much."
Li Yeqi's heart melted completely, wishing he could turn her into a tiny figure to keep in his pocket, so he could take her out and look at her whenever he wanted.
"I miss you too, every moment, every minute, every second."
The warm breath enveloped Yan Luoxi, and she gently closed her eyes, feeling warm inside, like tasting a freshly baked sweet potato, both sweet and warm. She reached out and hugged him even tighter.
After more than a month, she finally met him as she wished. She was so touched that she wanted to cry. She looked up, not knowing why she was so spellbound.
"Xixi... Xixi..."
Yan Luoxi opened her eyes and glared at him, "Shut up."
But her voice lacked authority, sounding more like a coquettish complaint, unable to intimidate the man. Li Yeqi let her go, a satisfied smile on his lips, bent down, and lifted her up.
