My Lover Across Interface Chapter 13

Logan Li's fingers were placed on the screen keyboard.

He entered a sentence and deleted it; he entered another sentence and deleted it; he entered another sentence and it was deleted again.

After ten years of writing, Logan Li rarely thinks about a sentence for so long anymore.

For a moment, Logan Li, who still felt that he didn't quite find the touch, simply closed the dialog box temporarily and just looked at Samuel Su on the screen.

Baby.