There was a look of disappointment on Nangong Minglu's face, and her eyes became misty, as if she was reminiscing about the angel who wore exactly the same clothes as her seven-year-old self!
Ling Haotian suddenly had an impulse. He wished he could find the crystal ball immediately and hold it in front of her eyes.
Looking at her excited and satisfied smile, she must be very happy...
He stared at her.
Stare intently.
She is so beautiful.
Now, her emotions touched every nerve in him.
He wants to protect her.
I want to protect her forever.
Under his wings, let her be happy forever!
Suddenly, he held her hand.
Her hands were soft and smooth, with a touch of warmth.
He held it tightly.
I really want to hold her like this and never let go for the rest of my life.
He held her hand and walked slowly, hoping that this road would never end...
In front, a circle of brilliant and bright colorful lights is rotating, and the hazy lights flickering on and off are dreamlike and beautiful.
As I got closer, I saw a rotating wooden horse.
Nangong Ming looked at it with a look of wonder, and suddenly turned to Ling Haotian beside him and said: 'Did you know? Someone once said that the carousel is the cruelest love game in the world, because they are always chasing each other, but there is always a sad distance between them!
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"Really? That's not necessarily the case!" Ling Haotian's eyes were filled with a gentle smile, and the corners of his mouth curved in a charming arc.
He gently held Nangong Minglu's waist and carried her onto the wooden horse. He and Nangong Minglu also sat on the same wooden horse. He hugged her waist tightly and gently rested his head on her shoulder.
Whisper in the ear: "Look, is the current carousel the most romantic love game in the world?"
The Trojan is spinning...
Ling Haotian hugged her tightly...
The breeze blew past her ears along with the love words...
In her hand, the angel in the crystal ball is dancing and smiling...
