Chapter 88 [031] Dragon's Embrace

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Long Zhutian's eyes moved upward from Yang Zimei's black and white pupils, which were as bright as stars in the sky, and settled on the blushing cinnabar between her eyebrows.

is her!

It's really her!

He feels right!

Ten years apart, she has grown from a lovely five-year-old girl to a slender fifteen-year-old girl. She is clear, delicate, and beautiful. Her skin is like white jade, with a faint white light. Eyes, shining and quiet like springs on the Tianshan Mountains, and that little cinnabar.

"Brows—"

Long Zhutian called, his voice was low and magnetic and hoarse, with a hint of joy, as if spanning a thousand years, the call from the ancient times hit Yang Zimei's heart.

She recognized him!

In this world, family members call her Niuniu, and outsiders call her Zimei, Xiaomei, or Yang Zimei with their first and last names.

But only one person ever called her "meimei" in a very special tone.

She looked at him carefully!

That's right, it's really Long Zhutian, the mysterious and beautiful boy she rescued ten years ago. Now, his face and facial features have worn away the beauty of his youth, but have become tough and rough, with clear lines like a knife. Those black and blue pupils are even more divine and sharper, and his whole person is like an ancient sword hidden in a scabbard.

Long Zhutian stepped forward, stretched out his strong arms, bent slightly, put his arms around her, took her down from the back seat of the bicycle, and wrapped her in his arms, his eyes that were always cold without much warmth. The bottom started to have an exciting warm color.

Min Gang looked at the scene in front of him in shock, watching this tall man in black as cold as a goshawk hug Yang Zimei's petite white body in his arms, forming a picture with a strong visual effect.

Yang Zimei was rubbed into his warm and generous chest by Long Zhutian so unexpectedly, hearing his heart beating vigorously, beating her ears like a drum, her heart.

The memory pulled back ten years ago, when she was sleeping peacefully in his arms.

Long Zhutian encircled her soft and boneless body, as if he had the feeling of owning the whole world, which made waves in his always calm heart.

Min Gang was shocked for a few minutes, then reacted with a scolding tone, "Who are you...?"

Long Zhutian ignored him!

His arms let go of Yang Zimei, and instead he held her little hand and pulled her away.

Yang Zimei glanced back at Min Gang with a little guilt, soothing his nervousness, "I know it!"

know?

They embraced each other as soon as they met, and the fool could see that they knew each other.

However, how could she know a man with such a cold and arrogant temperament?

Such a man looks very unusual, and he hugs her as soon as they meet!

Min Gang looked at the hands that were drawn together—

The man's hand is thick and broad, with slender and powerful fingers, while the woman's hand is petite, white and soft, and is tightly wrapped.

His heart suddenly felt like being bitten by a snake and twitched slightly.

"Where are you going?"

It was the first time that a man held hands like this, and Yang Zimei was not used to it. He wanted to shake it off, but he couldn't. Instead, he held it tighter, so he asked aloud.

Long Zhutian's dark eyes stared at her quietly, without saying a word.

This silence made Yang Zimei a little nervous and depressed.

Although she was his savior, she didn't look at her like that!

If she was timid, she would be scared to death.

"You are not allowed to sit in the back seat of that boy's car in the future!" Long Zhutian didn't make a sound, but Yang Zimei was a little confused when he made a sound.

Why is she not allowed to sit in the back seat of a boy's car?

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