The hoarse and low voice came with an indescribable charm, which seemed particularly clear and touching heartstrings on this night.

Such a title is familiar and unfamiliar, which makes Qingyue slightly stunned and forgets to struggle.

In fact, Ji Dongchen has been shouting like this since he met Qingyue these days.

However, Qingyue felt that the sound of her heart was particularly agitating.

Qingyue just stayed there stiffly, motionless.

Then, Ji Dongchen suddenly stood up and sat up, then crossed Chen Changge, bent down and hugged Qingyue in his arms.

"What are you going to do?!" Qingyue was frightened at first and asked anxiously.

"Wife, I won't do anything randomly, please let me hug you." Ji Dongchen hugged Qing Yue and murmured.

"You let me hug you, my wife..." Ji Dongchen's voice was choked, which made people feel particularly distressed on this night.

Qingyue, who was originally going to struggle, stopped and did not move because of this sentence and this voice.

It's just because this cold and tall man, this man who had been laughing like a fool before, said helplessly that he just wanted to hug...

"Wife, wife, is it really you?" Ji Dongchen hugged Qing Yue and murmured in her ear: "I really found you, right?"

Taking a deep breath, Qingyue heard the hoarse and low voice with a smile and said, "It's so good, my wife, it's so good..."

Qingyue didn't think about the meaning of this, but she felt the warmth slid down her neck and directly into her pajamas.

Qingyue was stunned at first, then surprised and unbelievable, but in the end, she returned to peace.

However, after a long time, she slowly raised her hand, hesitated, and hugged the back of the man who was holding her.

Because, she suddenly remembered the words Zou Xiaoyu and Xiang Xiliu had said.

She suddenly felt that maybe the man in front of her was more fragile than she thought and loved her more.

Ji Dongchen hugged Qingyue, the little woman he had been dreaming of, and then, as soon as he calculated, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

Five years, more than 1,800 days and nights, he met countless times in his dream, and was disappointed countless times after waking up from the dream. Now, it finally came true.

Feeling the warm and soft body in his arms, the unique fragrance of this little woman at the tip of his nose, Ji Dongchen buried his face in Qingyue's shoulders, and couldn't help but choke.

He thought about being strong, being brave, and trying hard to find the person who supports him...

Now that I really found it, Ji Dongchen was a little incredible.

He even thought, is this a dream?

A beautiful, sweet, beautiful dream of a kind father and a filial son?

However, until now, he was holding this little woman in his arms. He felt the weak force of the little woman holding her back, and Ji Dongchen really believed that he had found his wife.

"Wife, I'm not dreaming, right?" Qingyue's heart ached.

Her arm, which was originally surrounded by Ji Dongchen's back, finally put a little effort into it and murmured: "Well, it's not a dream."
Chapter completed!