Ultra: Dragon Sword Journey

Camilla's delicate body trembled slightly, and a hint of elusiveness flashed across her beautiful eyes, as mysterious and charming as a fleeting meteor in the night sky.

However, this slight abnormality was fleeting and was covered up by her in the blink of an eye, and her beautiful face returned to its usual charming and lovable appearance.

She moved gracefully, her steps light and graceful, slowly approaching Zhao Ming. Each small step felt like stepping on soft clouds, light and graceful. When she was only a step away from Zhao Ming, she stopped and stood there quietly, like a blooming flower.

At this moment, Camilla raised her head slightly, her watery eyes meeting Zhao Ming's. The two of them stared at each other silently, the air around them seeming to become stagnant because of the tension and ambiguity.

Finally, Camilla Zhu opened her lips and whispered in a voice more melodious than the song of a yellow oriole: "I... don't know either."

Her voice was soft, but the emotions contained within were so complex and profound, as if woven with endless entanglement and helplessness. These gentle words were like a feather, drifting slowly on the breeze, then gently brushing past Zhao Ming's ears and reaching the depths of his heart.

In an instant, Zhao Ming felt as if a huge rock had been thrown into his originally calm heart, causing ripples to appear and he could no longer remain calm.

"Haha, I understand!" Looking at the beauty in front of him with a conflicted look on her face, Zhao Ming suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a slightly cunning smile.

At the same time, his eyes, as hot as burning flames, swept back and forth over Camilla's curvy body without restraint, without any concealment.

After all, for a man like him who had long since gotten rid of his youthful identity, when a woman he had met again after a long separation suddenly appeared in front of him, it meant that he had already left his mark deeply in her memory.

Under Zhao Ming's fiery gaze, Camilla's snow-white cheeks involuntarily flushed lightly, as tempting as a ripe apple.

The conflicted expression on her face, which was already obvious, became even more intense at this moment. She bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, and her beautiful eyes sometimes looked at Zhao Ming, and sometimes lowered their eyes to look at the ground. She seemed to be struggling fiercely in her heart, hesitating about how to deal with the man in front of her.

The corners of Zhao Ming's mouth curled up slightly, creating a smile that seemed neither a smile nor a smile, a smile that held a hint of teasing and amusement. He took a small, unhurried step forward, as if on purpose, and slowly approached Camilla.

When they were close enough, he deliberately lowered his voice and spoke softly to Camilla in a tone that was almost a whisper: "We've been apart for so long, and now we meet again. Don't you really have anything to say to me?"

Hearing this, Camilla's delicate body trembled violently, and she froze instantly as if struck by lightning. She subconsciously turned her head away, trying to avoid Zhao Ming's piercing gaze.

However, despite her efforts to escape, her pounding heart was completely out of control and the frequency was getting faster and faster.

Time slipped by quietly, Camilla remained silent, and the air seemed to freeze at that moment. Finally, after a period of inner struggle, she took a deep breath, mustered her courage, slowly turned her head, and bravely met Zhao Ming's eyes.

At this moment, her eyes no longer dodged, but stared straight at him, and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's, but with an incomparable firmness: "In fact, in this long time since I left, I have missed you all the time in the depths of my mind..."

Before he finished speaking, he floated down like a light feather and disappeared into the quiet atmosphere around him.

Zhao Ming's heart was moved when he heard this. He stretched out his right hand, gently and naturally grasping Camilla's fair, slender hand. Then, exerting force, he suddenly pulled her into his broad, warm embrace.

Camilla didn't resist at all, instead obediently letting Zhao Ming do whatever he wanted. However, a blush spread across her pretty face like a sunset glow, extending all the way to her ears, making her look particularly shy and adorable.

"Since you think so much about me, then don't leave again this time when you come back." Zhao Ming lowered his head and gazed at the beauty in his arms, his eyes full of affection and cherishment.

As he spoke, he raised his left hand and carefully stroked Camilla's soft and shiny long hair. At the same time, he guided her arms, which were originally a little overwhelmed, to wrap around his waist and used a little force to hold her tighter.

After doing all this, Zhao Ming turned his cheek, put it close to Camilla's crystal clear small ear, which looked like it was carved from mutton-fat white jade, and whispered a word full of love.

As he said this, he hugged the beauty in his arms even tighter, as if he wanted to rub her into his body, never wanting to let go.

Camilla's heart was pounding violently, as if it was about to burst out of her throat. This feeling was so unfamiliar to her, completely different from the figure in her heart. Perhaps this man before her—Zhao Ming—was her destined best partner.

She tilted her head back slightly, resting her pretty face gently on Zhao Ming's broad, warm chest, quietly listening to his heartbeat, which quickened with a touch of excitement. Zhao Ming, in turn, reached out his hands, gently holding the shoulders of the woman in his arms, then slowly lowered his head to face Camilla.

"You're even more beautiful now than before!" Zhao Ming praised her gently, a smile on his face. His words were like a spring breeze, causing Camilla's cheeks to blush, making her look as charming and lovely as a ripe apple.

Then, Zhao Ming gently took Camilla's delicate little hand, which was as white as a scallion, and looked into her eyes with deep affection and concentration, and said softly, "Then, come home with me today!"

Hearing this, Camilla nodded without hesitation and responded, "Okay!"

At that moment, Zhao Ming's right hand tightly grasped Camilla's delicate, soft hand. The warmth from his palm seemed to express their unwavering love. Simultaneously, his left hand swung with lightning speed. Instantly, countless golden spacetime particles, as if summoned, rushed in from all directions, joyfully leaping, swirling, and gathering in the air.

These golden particles, shining with mysterious and dazzling light, are like a group of lively elves. They dance freely in the limited space of the police chief's office, intertwining and entwining with each other, and together construct a strange and intoxicating beautiful scene.

As the particles continued to gather, a portal emitting a soft golden glow slowly took shape. Light swirled within the portal, as if concealing another, unknown world. Threads of light spilled out, illuminating Zhao Ming and Camilla's faces, coating them with a divine aura.

Zhao Ming turned his head to look at Camilla, his eyes filled with tenderness and comfort. Camilla nodded slightly, returning his trusting gaze. Hand in hand, the two walked towards the portal with determined steps.

The moment they stepped in, light instantly enveloped them, and then the portal gradually shrank until it disappeared, leaving only a faint golden afterglow in the police station office, as if telling of the wonderful scene that had just happened.

On the other side of the portal, Zhao Ming's cozy living room appeared before his eyes. Soft lights illuminated every corner, and the familiar layout brought a warm feeling to Zhao Ming's heart.

Camilla looked around curiously, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and the two of them began a special home time...