"It really is Tang Yu!"
"Are you... Xiaoqiao?" Tang Yu looked at her, unable to believe his eyes.
How could he believe that the plump little cat had suddenly transformed into a fox-like charming and snake-like mysteriously sexy woman, yet when she was holding a child she was so gentle and soft? These two completely different feelings merged within her without any sense of discordance.
As for Leng Jing, the moment he saw her, it was like solar storms traversing the universe for thousands of years, coming straight at him, blurring his vision, and exploding in his heart.
Tang Yu clutched his heart, after three years, this aura... he could hold it no longer!
What made him even less able to hold back was that he hadn't developed feelings for any woman during these three years, let alone have any desire. To him, all women were no different from men.
He almost began to doubt if there was something wrong with him.
Until he saw Leng Jing just now, he finally understood.
