The whole body slowly leaned on the gatehouse. Ryu yueding looked at the people in front of her, looked at her for three years, waited for three years, xuanyuanche, her husband, xuanyuanche.

Three years, finally back, finally back.

Take a deep breath, her Che finally came back.

"You fool, such a dangerous thing, you go to rush alone, are you crazy?" Wen Nu stares at Ryukyu, who is leaning against the gatehouse. Xuanyuanche is almost angry.

If he comes a step later, can the person in front of him still stand so peacefully, can he still rely on here?

What does she want to do? She doesn't know the array clearly. She dares to break into it. She's crazy.

Heart fire, xuanyuanche a few steps forward, a grasp of the shoulder of the moon, angry voice: "you give me..."

"You're back." Angry words have not yet been said, Ryukyu light floating words flying in the night, into his ears.

So light, so light, but so deep to his heart.

The dark eyes are still bright and beautiful. They are still, no, not still. The deep feeling in the eyes can hardly be stopped and controlled any more, just like the fierce volcano.

The anger in my heart disappeared without trace, and the full of love can no longer be suppressed.

His hands gently hold the small face of the palm, so beautiful, so beautiful, with his three years of thinking about the image of his little princess, this is his Ryukyu, no matter how it changes, he can recognize it at a glance.

The Ryukyu in front of him is not a midnight dream. It can only be seen in a dream.

It can be touched. It's true. It's the moon in front of him.

The fingertip gently brushed the blood beads on the red lips. Xuanyuanche looked at Ryukyu deeply and said softly, "yes, I'm back."

You're back.

I'm back.

Gently floating out, in this boundless night, flying everywhere.