"I missed you!"
Feng Cang's words were simple, his actions more direct. With one hand he held Murong Qiqi, while the other hand lifted her chin, intently examining her for a long time.
"Hmm, your complexion looks good!"
"What do you expect? For me to waste my emotions crying over Xia Yunxi?" Murong Qiqi enjoyed the clean scent Feng Cang carried, the feeling of being in his arms was incredibly comforting – warm and safe.
Though it was already nighttime, Murong Qiqi's heart felt as if it was missing something, so she couldn't fall asleep. She was waiting for Feng Cang's arrival, realizing that he was the one she had been waiting for.
