Under such beautiful scenery, han qiqing naturally thought of her brother.
If only he was here ...
Thinking about the person she loved, han qiqing's mood dropped.
She took out her phone, aimed it at the starry night sky, and took a few photos. She wanted to send them to her brother and share the beautiful scenery with him.
It was a pity that the phone couldn't capture even a ten-thousandth of the beauty of the starry sky.
One had to see the real beauty with their own eyes.
This was the meaning of traveling.
Han qiqing even tried to record a video, but it was very blurry and only a patch of darkness.
She sighed regretfully. &Quot; I wish you'd seen this too ... &Quot;
She had sent han Yuexu many messages.
Beside her, song Shijun turned his head to look at her. He reached out and patted her head to comfort her.
Han qiqing dodged his hand.
Song Shijun laughed and continued to tease her.