Mechelle also liked to act coquettishly with him and always pestered him, but at that time Luo Xichen only felt extremely bored in her heart. She was never filled with the kind of feeling that was about to overflow like when she faced Su Wanqing.
of tenderness.
People are really different.
At this moment, Su Wanqing, with her hands in her pockets, had already secretly turned on the recording button and recorded the Italian sentence that Luo Xichen just said in an extremely gentle tone.
She leaned against his warm and strong back, raised her head, and saw the slowly rotating Ferris wheel. Just looking at it made her feel inexplicably moved.
Su Wanqing heard a legend that every box in the Ferris wheel is filled with happiness. Looking up at them is looking up at happiness.
Happiness is like a Ferris wheel, it keeps reincarnating, will not be sad, and spins endlessly.
"What, do you want to sit?" Luo Xichen noticed Su Wanqing's yearning gaze, and he gently held her hand, "Let's go ride the Ferris wheel."
Just in time to catch up with the previous wave of people, Luo Xichen and Su Wanqing bought two tickets and entered one of the boxes with colorful marshmallows painted on them.
The Ferris wheel rises slowly. It is already evening now, the sky is gradually dimming, and the dim lights of the city gradually appear before our eyes, becoming more and more clear.
Luo Xichen sat down next to Su Wanqing, his icy blue eyes stayed on her body, looking at her flawless profile, he felt excited in his heart. Inexplicably, he suddenly wanted to hold her in his arms, regardless of
In her heart, she unknowingly had so much grudge against herself. Even in front of outsiders, she refused to maintain a good appearance with him.
Mechelle's existence made her take a big step back when facing the relationship between the two, and she was wary of moving forward.
How he hoped that she could open up her heart like him and face the feelings hidden deep in her heart wholeheartedly.
The Ferris wheel rose higher and higher, and unknowingly it was already in mid-air. In order to keep the air clear, the windows of the box were half-open, and the early summer evening breeze drifted in from time to time, bringing a refreshing chill.
Su Wanqing, who was only wearing a thin short-sleeved summer shirt, felt a slight chill in her body. The coldness accumulated and her delicate body finally couldn't help but shiver.
Luo Xichen had been paying close attention to Su Wanqing's every move and keenly captured this small detail. He sat closer, stretched out his strong arms, and held her trembling body in his arms.
He leaned against her ear and whispered: "Don't be afraid, it's not cold, you still have me."
A feeling that almost made Su Wanqing's nose sore came to her heart, and a trace of warmth came from the chest behind her. His arms were obviously full of strength, but they were still gentle, and he carefully hugged her.
Luo Xichen visually checked the direction of the wind, and used her body to shield the little person in her arms from the cool night wind to prevent her from receiving any cold.