"You can leave. Just go to Mingcheng and send me a message anytime."
Yan Di stared at the smile on her lips with a secretive gaze.
Walk?
After he finally found her, how could he let her out of his sight again?
Seeing that he didn't move, Lin Xia raised her eyebrows slightly: "Is there anything else?"
Yan Di drank all the tea in his hand, put down the teacup, crossed his arms and leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes and said calmly: "It's late at night."
Intention: I only love you.
