Every inch of the wheel rolling was like rolling over her heart, causing her heart to respond strongly.
He's back!
He's really back!
Yang Zimei clenched her fists nervously, but did not dare to step forward, fearing that he would disappear as soon as she stepped forward.
"Tsk, tsk, look at her like this!"
Zhuge Yue shook his head and said to Lan Yaya, "It's like a life-or-death farewell."
"Let's go, don't disturb them."
Lan YaYa's way of knowing the appearance.
Zhuge Yue followed her into the house, leaving Yang Zimei waiting alone.
The car stopped in front of Yang Zimei, and a strong figure quickly jumped out. Without saying a word, he opened his arms and directly embraced her petite body.
The kind chest, the strong heartbeat, and the hot embrace made her hesitant heart suddenly feel like she had found a place to belong.
She lay quietly in his arms, stretched out her hands to wrap around his strong waist, so that she and him could be closer, preferably inseparable, and stick together forever.
Long Zhutian didn't make a sound, he just put one hand around the delicate girl and gently stroked her hair and back with the other hand, trying to soothe her uneasy heart.
After a long time, Long Zhutianfang called out in a low voice, "Meimei..."
Yang Zimei raised her eyes and looked at his face, but her heart ached.
After not seeing him for the past few days, his face had gone through many changes, and his originally black and bluish eyes were filled with heartbreaking bloodshot eyes, as if he had not slept for many days and nights.
Also, he lost weight!
Lose at least ten pounds!
However, it also makes him appear more masculine, like the bronze sword that has traveled through thousands of years, with a certain fascinating aura.
She reached out and touched his face, which had become much thinner and covered with stubble, and asked heartbrokenly, "Zhutian, are you okay?"
Long Zhutian held her little face with both hands, looked deeply into his pupils, lowered his head and pecked her cherry red mouth gently, then reluctantly let go, and rubbed her hard again.
He walked into his arms and said hoarsely, "I'm okay, I'm sorry, sister."
"As long as you're fine."
Hearing him say the words "I'm sorry", Yang Zimei's heart still felt as if someone had stabbed it gently with a needle, worrying that he would then say something she didn't want to hear.
"Meimei, I love you!"
Long Zhutian kissed the top of her hair.
Listening to these words, countless ripples arose in her heart.
She loves him too!
"Let's go in first and talk."
Long Zhutian saw a lot of people passing by and looked at the two of them with strange eyes. He was worried that others would point fingers at Yang Zimei in the future, and was also worried that her family would see it and have a bad impact, so he changed it to
Holding her hand.
Yang Zimei nodded and clasped his fingers with his.
Being able to really see him and hold his hand, this feeling was as unreal and happy as a dream to her.
Although she was walking, she refused to take her eyes away from him for a moment, as if she wanted to catch him in her eyes.
Long Zhutian looked heartbrokenly at her obsessed eyes and that little face that he had missed thousands of times.
This little girl he had decided to fall in love with ten years ago was the one he could not let go of in his life.
Even if he betrays the whole world, he will never betray her.
Without her, he doesn't know what the meaning of his life is. Even if he gets the whole world, so what?
Only by her side can he sleep peacefully.
And he also believed that she would never let him go!
