Xia Nuonuo pursed her lips, looking at Qian Yu's hand as if she felt distressed, as if blaming him, as if worried, and moved towards him little by little, looking at a well-behaved kitten.
Yu Yu touched her ear and leaned down gently: "Actually, little fool, today... I have a surprise for you."
"Surprise" Xia Nuonuo's eyes were as calm as Gujing's, without any excitement. "Then your hand, will it hurt?" Xia Nuonuo lowered his head and looked at Qian Yu's palm. These petals are all rose petals.
Na
Although beautiful, it hurts
Moreover, could he have picked these flowers one by one by himself?
"Why are you asking this?" Qi Yu's heart felt like it was covered with honey, but it was bitten by a group of ants, which was painful, sweet and itchy.
"Because, if Yu Yu is in pain, Nono will be in pain too." Xia Nuonuo's eyes never left Yu Yu's hand.
"It doesn't hurt!" Yan Yu's firm voice brushed against Xia Nuonuo's ears.
Xia Nuonuo still held his hand uneasily, checked confidently, and exhaled softly: "Really not?"
The petals of the roses flew around her in the evening breeze, and the soft white ones danced and fell on her hair, her gauzy white skirt, and her ankles.
Under the magnificent sunset, among the swirling petals
She is as beautiful as a distant ancient European myth
Xia Nuonuo's voice was as quiet as the night, and her eyes were also quiet. It was so quiet and a little ethereal.
Yu Yu lowered his head and saw her cautious look,
The air seems to be stagnant
Xia Nuonuo is not Yi Xun'er,
Therefore, there will not be such a luxurious night under the stars
There will be no sensational confession scenes,
Not to mention, the gentle young man plays the gorgeous movement of the harp
However, just because Xia Nuonuo is not Yi Xun'er
Therefore, there will be such a warm scene
It will also make him deeply feel that happiness hurts
It will make him feel every trace of sweetness and warmth in this carefully arranged scene.
In the distance, Jing Luoxian was standing beside the Bentley RV. His slender figure almost blended into the shadow of the trees on the street, standing like a statue.
"Is he...confessing?" He slowly clenched his fingers and pursed his bloodless lips into a line.
Why, their warm moment made him feel so dazzling, and his heart hurt from that action
Sure enough... I still can't let her go.
Jing Luoxian took a deep breath and leaned quietly on the car, enjoying the empty silence.