"I heard a legend that young men and women who ride the Ferris wheel together will end up breaking up." Su Wanqing gently leaned on Luo Xichen's chest, her long and curly eyelashes flashed slightly, and her red lips were like April.
Sakura snow.
Looking at Luo Xichen from this angle, there was a soul-stirring charm. He looked at her beautiful face infatuatedly and felt that he was about to suffocate.
"Would you believe that kind of nonsense that deceives children?" Luo Xichen obviously did not believe this.
The corners of Su Wanqing's mouth curved slightly, and her eyes drifted out of the window. There was a hint of surprise in her soft voice: "Xichen, look, we have reached the commanding heights of the Ferris wheel."
Luo Xichen seemed to be infected by her childish mood, and his eyes drifted out of the window. The clouds were calm and the wind was gentle, and it seemed that there was no special difference from standing on a tall building and looking down.
However, at this moment, he felt that the always shy girl in his arms had a pair of slender jade arms actively hooking his neck, and the softness on her chest squeezed his strong and flat chest.
Almost instantly, a ball of love flames quickly ignited from the deepest part of the body to every part of the body. Luo Xichen instinctively swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, his throat rolled slightly, and he hugged her harder
A graceful body.
Unexpectedly, the seductive little guy didn't even know that he was lighting a fire, and he took the initiative to offer his lips, which were as shiny as red wine, and pressed them against his hot thin lips.
Luo Xichen's rationality gradually disappeared, and he hugged her tightly desperately, quickly taking away the initiative in the kiss, and his long tongue rushed into her little mouth impatiently, inviting her little tongue to dance with him.
He was so wild, yet so gentle. He seemed to want to integrate her completely into his body.
Her taste is still as fresh and sweet as ever, like the most intoxicating wine.
Years later, when Luo Xichen thought back on it, he still felt how appropriate it was to compare her to clear and sweet wine.
She was something he couldn't drink, couldn't drink, and had to fight for.
Just when Luo Xichen was intoxicated in the kiss and couldn't extricate himself, Su Wanqing gently pushed his body away.
"Wan Qing?" Luo Xichen looked a little annoyed and anxious, and his ice blue eyes radiated dissatisfaction.
Su Wanqing turned a blind eye to his complaints. Her eyes drifted out of the window, and her lips, which were extremely red due to excessive kisses, were slightly opened: "It is said that as long as you kiss your lover when the Ferris wheel reaches the highest point, you will be able to
Always keep going."
Her voice was like the sound of nature, resounding in Luo Xichen's ears. It turned out...she took the initiative to kiss him for this reason.
Doesn’t that mean that she longs to be with her forever?!
The cool night wind gradually extinguished the flames deep in his body, and Luo Xichen's mind became clearer and clearer. Huge ecstasy hit his heart, and countless stars shone in his heart.
"Wan Qing..." He was so happy that he just called her name softly, his voice trembling with excitement.
Su Wanqing smiled brightly, her fairy-like black eyes filled with stars in the night sky. She took the initiative to stretch out her arms and wrapped them around his strong and narrow waist, and the little bird snuggled into his arms.
In arms.
She didn't say anything, she just held Luo Xichen quietly, feeling his body temperature and smell.