Bab 959: The Sour Smells of Love

When Li Muyao got home at night, it was already past 10 pm. Within three minutes, she received a video call from Huo Jiling. "Baby, did you have fun today?" Huo Jiling asked."

She didn't even reply to Huo Jiling's text, so how could she not have fun?

Half an hour ago, Huo Jiling received a photo of Li Zhuoyue, his classmates, and Li Muyao. The red dot in the green scent was Li Muyao.

Especially Li Muyao, who was standing in the middle. The smile on her face was especially bright. It was obvious that she was really happy at that moment.

"Happy! Ah Ling, I feel more and more regretful now. I should have applied for the National Defense University back then. What a pity. However, when I think of you, Ling, I feel that Huaqing University is a good choice.

At the very least, she could call and text Ling anytime, anywhere, and every day. Whenever she missed him, she could pick up her phone and contact him. This feeling was the most blissful and important thing.