Smiling, she lowered her head and covered her face.
The necklace on the wrist, the straw necklace, looked so lonely and sad under the sunset.
Some people say that a smile with tears in it is the most attractive.
Su Mo looked at the woman one meter away from him. She seemed to be making a trapped sound of joy or sadness from her throat. At that second, the bottom of her heart suddenly became a mess.
group, mixed with indescribable and unexplained irritability.[
He took steps towards her. Unable to restrain himself, he suddenly stretched out his hand, bent down, and took her into his arms. He felt her trembling slightly, but he couldn't let go.
She felt her own warmth and whispered softly: "Jinqiu, Happy Valentine's Day."
Jinqiu, happy Valentine's Day.
She had hoped for this sentence thousands of times.
Whether it was Valentine's Day on Chinese Valentine's Day or Valentine's Day on February 34th in the West, she had always been waiting for him to say these words to her with a excited heart.
But now, he really told her.
But it made her feel a little dazed subconsciously.
He raised his head and faced the man holding him. His cold face always looked like the endless cold winter.
There was a calm look in his light brown eyes, which reflected her ugly and embarrassed appearance.
Where can we not meet?
Perhaps, this was the debt of her Jinqiu life. She always bumped into this most ruthless man at the most embarrassing moment.
"What do you want to eat?" Su Mo's voice was always emotionless.
Not proud, not strong, just as light as air, without any emotion at all.
And when he spoke, his faces all looked the same, like boiled water, tasteless and calm.
Jinqiu tugged at the corner of her mouth that was filled with bitterness, struggled slightly with her shoulders, and slightly moved her body away from his warm palm.
She looked at him with a smile and said slowly: "Whatever."