"You guys...how..."
Looking at these familiar faces, Xiaofan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then a graceful figure pounced towards him.
He reached out and caught that soft body. The warmth of the moment left Xiaofan a bit at a loss.
"Bastard, bastard, bastard..."
The darling in his arms kept pounding on his sturdy back with her small fists, then hugged tightly, unwilling to let go.
"Mei'Er..."
"You bastard, you finally decided to come back."
"Mm, I'm back. Let me take a look at you."
Gently letting go, Chen Mei'Er's face was streaked with tears, her cheeks still as delicate as ever.
"Bastard."
"Mm, you've grown your hair long. You're even prettier than before."
"Hmph, when was I ever not pretty?" Chen Mei'Er retorted charmingly, but still showed no intention of letting go.
"Hey... is it my turn now?"
At this moment, Ren Ling walked over slowly, pulling at Chen Mei'Er's sleeve.
"Mm? Okay."
