Mo Zitan was being hugged tightly from behind, and her masculine scent wafted into her nose.
Her hands hesitated for a moment before she reached out to hug him tightly. He raised his head and stared at her with his dark eyes.
"Little San." Ah ze's hoarse voice echoed in the room.
Mo Zitan's body stiffened. Didn't she miss him day and night?
She turned around and reached out her little hand to hold his face and looked at ah ze.
"Ah ze, ah ze has returned! A-ze, a-ze. " Seeing this, she was so excited that tears welled up in her eyes.
Every time she called his name, she always felt that it was not enough.
He was like a thorn in her heart, deep in pain, but shallow in longing!
"I'm back. I missed you. " Ah ze pursed his thin lips. His light-colored lips moved slightly, and he lowered his head to kiss her little face.
Mo Zitan closed her eyes as tears rolled down her face.
"A-ze, a-ze, a-ze." As she called out his name, her body was trembling.
