C547 Yearning

"Little girl." Ling Changjue sat beside Yeh Feihuang's bed and gently caressed her face with his slender fingers.

The gentle eyes of the family members were filled with endless longing.

They had only been separated for more than ten days. Ling Changjue looked at Yeh Feihuang with a gaze that seemed to be separated by an ancient memory.

He missed her as much as he loved her