Another scoop of water came to me.

"Han Ruoli!" Nan Fengchen walked towards Han Ruoli with a dark face, his black hair was completely wet.

"Hahaha! God, the weather is good!" Han Ruoli retreated step by step and looked at the sky childishly.

Suddenly, my feet were suddenly tripped by something, and I fell straight backwards.

"ah!"

"careful!"

In the flash of lightning, Nan Fengchen held her waist with one hand and tried his best to maintain balance, but unexpectedly fell backwards.

"Um!"

Things are always so coincidental.

Nan Fengchen's lips touched Han Ruoli's mouth.

Time seems to be still.

...

Their faces were tightly pressed together, and their clothes were sticky because of the water, and their two bodies were just close to each other.

It took less than ten seconds, but it seemed like centuries had passed.

Han Ruoli finally reacted and pushed the person on her away.

Nan Fengchen suddenly remembered something and left her suddenly.

"Sorry - I, I just want to stop you from falling."

"Uh--the weather is a little cold, so don't talk about these things. Also, it's better to forget the unpleasant things that happened today." Han Ruoli stood up, patted her clothes, and turned around.

A trace of loss and loneliness flashed in Nan Fengchen's eyes, but then disappeared into the vast twilight.

He also stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and followed Han Ruoli's steps.

Han Ruoli left, and Nan Fengchen followed.

Han Ruoli stopped, and Nan Fengchen also stopped.

"Beautiful brother, how long do you have to follow me?" In the end, Han Ruoli didn't have the patience, stopped, turned around and asked.

“It’s not safe to go home alone.”

The simple eight words touched Han Ruoli.

How many people in the world are really worried about her safety?
Chapter completed!