"When will you... come to the Imperial Capital again?"

Wang Yan leaned into her ear and smiled wickedly: "I will come whenever you have time. If you miss me very much but don't have time, I will come in the end. If I miss you very much, then it goes without saying that I will definitely come. So you see, there is actually nothing to worry about. The temporary separation is just for a more beautiful encounter."

Liu Li stared at him, his expression of speechless disgust, but he nodded slightly.

From beginning to end, no confession.

However, the feeling of looming, wanting to refuse but still waiting is the most touching.

Before leaving, the young lady's ears were red, and she shyly squeezed out a sentence: "Next time, I'll dance for you."

Wang Yan's thoughts instantly strayed to his belly, and on the steel pipes and the falling clothes, smiling so hard that he drooled.

The train finally entered the station. No matter how much you are reluctant to leave, you still have to carry your bags and wave goodbye.

"Sister Weiwei, goodbye!"

"Thirty thousand, goodbye!"

Goodbye, imperial capital!

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Chapter completed!