C237 A Guest from Afar

Wan Shu quickly walked back. When she passed a fork in the road, a strong hand pulled her away. . .

"Me. " Shen Mingxi's voice rang in her ears.

Wan Shu had probably guessed it too. She did not cry out in surprise, but she still heaved a sigh of relief.

She stood still and looked up at the handsome man in front of her. She hadn't seen him for more than half a year