The wind chimes of memories (12)

Huang qingwu's face turned red when han yichu looked at her like that.

No matter how deep their relationship was in the past, it was still easy for her to be shy now.

Han yichu looked at Huang qingwu's blushing face and her shy expression, and her heart was drunk.

He hugged Huang qingwu and rested his chin on her head. He sighed softly."Qingwu, I really don't want to let you go now. But you're right. We're on the street. Let's go home."

Huang qingwu nodded.

In front of han yichu, she would become very obedient and girly.

Han yichu's heart was very soft, and she felt full just by holding her. Because she was alone, she started to look forward to life.

After they returned to the hotel, han yichu helped Huang qingwu pack her luggage. She folded her clothes and packed her toiletries in a suitcase in the bathroom. Huang qingwu sat there and played with her phone. Seeing han yichu working for her, her heart felt warm.