C627 Chapter 627

"Little Qian …"

Luo Ningcheng's voice was still the familiar gentle and warm, yet safe voice that Wen Qian remembered.

In a split-second, Wen Qian's eyes became watery.

She still couldn't say anything. Her throat was full of bitterness.

Luo Ningcheng's usually indifferent voice revealed a trace of happiness at this moment, "Little Qian, Little Qian..