The voice of longing

Hearing Yun bixue's words, Xie limo's heart softened, and his expression turned tranquil and elegant.

He could feel that she was still by his side when he heard her voice.

Otherwise, he would always feel uneasy and would miss her all day, but he would not call her from time to time to track her.

Xie limo's principle had always been to be there when Yun bixue needed him.

When she was busy, he would silently wait by her side.

He was definitely a warm man.

It was his silent care and pampering that made Yun bixue love him more and more.

As she spoke, Yun bixue didn't hear Xie limo's voice. She looked at her phone and saw that it was still connected. She pursed her lips and said,""Limo, are you listening?"

"I'm listening,"

"Then why aren't you saying anything?"

The corners of Xie limo's lips curled up."I want to hear it from you."

"I want to hear you talk too. I want to hear your voice," Yun bixue said, resting her chin on her hand.