C997 Wuji(1)

When Ye Qingcheng heard the voice, she could not help but cry like rain. This was the sound of her thinking day and night!

I walked over step by step from outside the door and opened my arms. With a smile on my face, Ye Qingcheng rushed into my embrace.

In these few months, Ye Qingcheng had thought of countless scenes of us reuniting