“Hello, my name is Wang Xian!”
Wang Xian looked at Ling Jian ‘er who was staring at him with a twinkle in her eyes. His face was filled with a smile.
He stretched out his hand and placed it in front of Ling Jian ‘ER.
Ling Jian ‘er looked at Wang Xian who was standing in front of her. Looking at his palm, she was a little stunned.
The statue that appeared every morning, the image of her when she was in danger in the Black Screen Garden appeared in her mind one after another.
“Hello, my name is... Bing Jian ‘er!”
Ling Jian ‘er stretched out her hand and held Wang Xian’s hand. After hesitating for a moment, she opened her mouth and said.
“If you have nothing to do these few days, I can come and look for you, right?”
Wang Xian looked at Ling Jian ‘ER and continued with a smile in his eyes.
“Sure!”
Ling Jian ‘er looked at him staring at her with a burning gaze. She lowered her head slightly and said softly.
“Alright, I’ll See You Tomorrow then!”
