"Jingliu!" Qin Yuanfeng rushed into the room like the wind, wrapping Ruan Jingliu in his arms without any preamble.
The familiar shoulder, the familiar scent, miraculously made the stagnant air that had been clogging her heart for days suddenly disappear.
Ruan Jingliu hesitantly reached out to hug Qin Yuanfeng back, and upon receiving her response, Qin Yuanfeng lifted her horizontally, planting countless kisses on her face haphazardly, his eyes filled with deep longing: "I missed you so much!" He truly felt the saying that one day apart is like three autumns.
Ruan Jingliu leaned against him, let out a long breath, her complexion softened.
Just like this—at least at this moment, she was happy, wasn't she?
"What's wrong?" Qin Yuanfeng paused when he saw her sigh, placing her steadily on a chair, and then noticed the bundle she left by the table, his expression changed drastically as he asked, "Are you going out?"
