"How long do you plan to wait before you're willing to put the camera down?"
Chi zuxu lowered his head slightly and asked her.
His voice was a little low and hoarse.
His deep, familiar voice brought her heart to life in that instant, and it began to beat wildly without any rhythm.
She slowly lowered the camera from her face.
The two of them finally met.
As their eyes met, complicated feelings intertwined in their eyes.
At that moment, no one spoke, no one knew what to say.
"Long time no see, Yingluo."
Chi zuxu was the first to speak.
His gaze was fixed on Chi Yi's body. It was warm and warm, and there was a warm smile embedded in it, just like the afternoon sun.
She was probably the only one in the world who had the Fortune to see such a heartfelt smile.
When he was in front of her, even if he was cold one moment, he would warm up the next moment.
"Yingluo's uncle?"
Chi Yi felt as if she was still living in a dream.
