C486 The Most Precious Thing in His Family.

Tears of warmth flowed down Xia Qingfeng's chin, falling onto their tightly clenched hands.

"Qingfeng, how did you appear in front of me? Am I dreaming?"

Yang Jing's voice was slightly louder than before. Although she had only said these two sentences, she started to pant heavily, as if she had used up all her strength.

"No, no, you didn't dream. It's really me. Yang Jing is really me