Cranberries are sour, chocolate is sweet.

The lips are thin and the force is light.

Sour, sweet, thin, light, taste buds and touch are intertwined and complex. They are gently printed on her lips and slowly tossing. It is the first time kiss.

Kiss gently.

The relative's movements are very smooth and natural, and they may have been rehearsed more than once in their hearts. They practice quietly and then amazed everyone.

Well, at least it was amazing, or it was surprising to the person involved who was kissed.

Yan Ge: "..."

He... kissed her.

He kissed her.

Why did he kiss her?

…?

Maybe it was the domineering president possessed him. At this moment, the man suddenly started kissing without saying a word, kissing the girl out of nowhere, and Yazi, who was a little dazed. Her inner activities were like the lines in the classic advertisement in the early 21st century, "Why should I kiss me?"—

She didn't rush to add syrup.

The advertisement is full of dangers, and the leopard is chasing her relentlessly behind the girl, as fast as lightning; but the reality is calm, and at the end of August, there are no leopards in the winding paths of the campus.

From beginning to end, the only thing chasing her was the man's lips.

She is... kissing him.

The moment I realized this fact, trembling spread from my spine and electric current rolled throughout my body.

But kissing her gently is like applying spells or spells, freezing her here.

Until the lips leave the lips.

After a moment of looking at each other, she saw herself in his eyes and the smile he looked at her.

Yan Ge: "..."

Because of excessive shock, after kissing each other for a second, my heart stopped beating like a good guy. At this time, I stopped kissing and reacted, and jumped up again, just as noisy as the electric drills decorated upstairs when I was sleeping in on Sunday morning.

Disorganized.

Thoughts and hearts are the same.

What kind of thinking, logic, reason, and experience are all empty in front of this kiss.

One kiss destroyed everything.

...

The two were silent for a few seconds.

The relatives were waiting for the kiss to respond, so they were blushing and heartbeat, and they were panicked and fists hit his chest, and they were coquettish and then hugged them all. The relationship between idols and fans was sublimated on the spot.

But no.

In Rong Chuo's sight, the man who was pushing his little hair pursed his lower lip and let go, giving a very objective explanation, "Kiss me."

"Yes," he held his little hand tightly, and he responded in a good mood: "It's a kiss."

He has a calm and sincere attitude, and can be said to be a person who dares to be close and take responsibility.

Yan Ge: "..."

She didn't speak later, and he didn't speak either. It seemed like he was playing a game of wooden people. Whoever talked first would lose. Yan Ge couldn't help but raise his eyes and asked, "...why."

It's a stupid thing.

Except for playing house in kindergarten, in this world, there is only one reason why men kiss women.

With his eyes facing, Rong Chuo half raised his lips. His voice was lower than usual and he was more patient: "Because, I don't want to be your idol anymore."

He accidentally caught a glimpse of her WeChat notes on him.

I love beans.

The three words complement each other's identities: she is a little fan and he is her idol.

That was really the case in the past.

The calm and peaceful sea are clear, the song of singing and dancing to peace.

Yan Ge.

I haven't paid attention to it yet.

The reason I noticed was that she could recite all the lines in his movies, which matched the timeline word-of-throw.

There are many people who say they like his movies, but before her, no one could do this.

She is the first one.

So I got the title of a small fan.

I noticed the first glance, then the second glance, and then the third glance, and then there were many eyes that followed. Illusion or unintentional, consciously or unconsciously.

The shadows that were limping in the fire in the mansion were a tear in the sleeping room.

It's true that I can't be her idol anymore.

...

But as soon as the words came out, it changed in people's ears: What does it mean to kiss her because she doesn't want to be her idol?

This means it sounds like being expelled from a fan - a goodbyekiss kiss is given away.

The person in front of him immediately opened his almond eyes slightly, faintly showing confusion, and was also captured by Rong Chuo intact.

His lips bent slightly and he smiled.

Because, I don't want to be your idol anymore-

After that sentence, he continued:
Chapter completed!