"Okay, if you don't come up, I will come up myself."

Ignoring the curious glances from the Moon Shooting Car, Ye Lingyue jumped into Di Xin's arms like a rabbit.

The moment the familiar body slipped into his arms, Di Xin's whole body stiffened.

It had been a hundred years, a full hundred years, and he had never hugged someone like this.

The unique fragrance of a woman penetrates her nose.

However, Di Xin hugged her tightly and was unwilling to let go.

But he suddenly thought of something and pushed Ye Lingyue away.

Ye Lingyue was enjoying the rare tenderness between the two, but was shocked by the man's behavior.

Her nose felt sore.

"Di Xin, what do you mean, you don't like me anymore?"

"Washer, I didn't, I... I just don't want other men to get involved with you."

Emperor Xin's handsome face was full of confusion.

Ye Lingyue looked puzzled.

Finally, she realized Di Xin's dilemma.

"The other man you mentioned couldn't be Daomen Bingxin, right?"

Di Xin's face changed and he sneered coldly.

"Who else could it be besides him? If it weren't for him, I would have shown up to meet the washer woman long ago."

Di Xin's expression was very dissatisfied.

Dissatisfaction with Daomen Bingxin.

She obviously told herself that she was just following her and protecting her all the way.

But I still couldn't help it.

The person he had missed for a hundred years was right in front of him. He wished he could be locked in her arms all the way, but because of Daomen Bing Xin, he could only avoid seeing her.

God knows how painful this journey was for him.

Seeing Di Xin's face full of confusion, Ye Lingyue was angry and funny.

But in the end, all the unhappiness and grievances turned into the softness in my heart.
Chapter completed!