She called him, “Husband...”
Lu Yeming’s handsome eyes blinked, and his narrow eyes quickly turned scarlet.
“Husband, it’s great that you’re still alive. I’ve always believed that you didn’t die this year because I felt his breathing. You seemed to have always been by my side, and now, I’ve finally met you.”
Jun Xi Qing tightened her small hands and hugged his muscular waist tightly. Only by hugging him tightly did she feel safe and confirm that everything before her was not a dream.
Lu Yiming’s protruding throat rolled up and down for a moment before he turned around. His deep and narrow eyes fell on Jun Xi Qing’s delicate and beautiful little face. Two deep whirlpools appeared in the bottom of his eyes, and the wind and clouds were surging inside, but on the surface, it was calm, and no one could see any abnormal or fluctuating emotions.
“Miss, do I Know You?”
What?
Jun Xi Qing froze, and his pair of spirit eyes suddenly shrank. What was he saying?
