Qingluan Divine Bird
Diao Chan, with a worried expression, was like Chang'e, the fairy maiden in the clear autumn moon of the heavens.
She was cool and stunning, aloof from worldly affairs.
At this moment,
Long Chen was actually stunned!
How could there be such a beautiful and charming woman in the world...
But fortunately, she was his own!
Long Chen walked over, and when Diao Chan heard the movement, she raised her face, fairer than snow, with delicate eyebrows.
Seeing it was her husband returning, Diao Chan changed her previous aloofness, her eyes softening with a smile, and softly said:
"Husband, you're back!"
The hint of surprise in her tone couldn't be concealed.
Instinctively, Long Chen touched her head, running his hand over her three thousand strands of hair tied up with a hairband.
Softly he said: "Yes, I'm back. Did you miss me?"
A blush rose on Diao Chan's cheeks, and she buried her head in Long Chen's arms like a cute little kitten, whispering: