How have you been these three years?
Ling Limu said to Fu Xiyao.
This was the first thing he said to her after three years.
Fu Xiyao’s heart seemed to be tightly gripped by a large palm. She nodded and said, “En, very well. How are you?”
She looked at him with her clear and Bright Eyes.
Ling Limu’s deep eyes were filled with her current appearance. Today, she was wearing a black lace dress with a small fragrance. There was a bow tied around her neck and a pair of crystal high heels on her feet, she did not have any luxurious accessories on her body. In the past three years, she had already blossomed like a beautiful rose. She was graceful and graceful. She had the elegance of a city beauty, but she did not lose the stunning beauty of a 22-year-old girl.
In his eyes, she seemed to have grown up.
Ling limu curled her thin lips slightly. “It’s pretty good.”
After saying that, the two of them did not speak again.