The tiger and the handsome bro embraced each other, weeping and pouring out their feelings. How much time passed, neither knew, but Li Lanhao and Wusha stopped crying at the same time, though the two did not pull apart.
Yet, unlike before, because of the height difference, whenever Li Lanhao used to hug Wusha, it was mostly Li Lanhao who buried himself in Wusha's arms.
Today, however, it was Wusha who shrank down, tucking herself closely into Li Lanhao's embrace. Li Lanhao rested the sharp tip of his chin gently on the top of Wusha's head—the very first time the tiger and the handsome bro had ever done so.
Chapter 807