The sun above her head was dazzling. Before she could be surprised, the hand on her waist tightened, and her soft lips with a hint of coolness pressed down.
His face so close was delicate and perfect, like an archangel in mythology. She saw herself condensed into a small black dot in his eyes, which gradually dispersed in his rather teasing eyes.
He whispered against her lips, "Stupid, close your eyes."
He used to like to ask her to close her eyes. In fact, it is also an instinct. People often choose to close their eyes when they are emotional or enjoy a certain state, whether it is a singer who sings mesmerizingly or a passionate kiss.
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As expected, she closed her eyes obediently and felt his lips gently grinding against hers. There was a faint scent of tobacco and the unique masculine scent of a man on his body, which was a smell she was familiar with.
The hand on his side unknowingly wrapped around his lean waist, teasing him with the tip of his tongue and easily letting him run wild.
There seemed to be a small electric current passing through her mind, and there seemed to be many fireworks exploding. Her head was facing the sun, and her feet were floating. She seemed to have lost all her strength in his strong arms, and she only thought about letting him ask for more.
There are still water stains on the dark asphalt road. The two figures are reflected on a shallow water surface, with gentle ripples appearing as the water ripples. The sunshine is suitable and the tenderness is just right.
After an unknown amount of time, she was almost out of breath from his kiss, her cheeks turned red, and she opened her mouth helplessly to breathe in the fresh air.
He still hugged her and put his hands on her waist. He didn't even dare to use too much effort to hold her thin waist.
"Didi." A car was coming from the front, and they were standing in the middle of the road.
Lu Sheng let go of her, naturally holding her hand with one hand, and walked to the side of the road to give way to the car.
Luo Xi lowered his head and moved his feet around helplessly.
It wasn't their first kiss, but she was as shy as a little girl in love. Her heartbeat, which was incredibly fast just now, still can't stop.
He turned his head to look at her and saw that she was biting her lip with a look of pleasure and shame on her face. He couldn't help but reach out and rub her face, "Do you want to do it again?"
She didn't answer, but suddenly put her hand on his chest. Unexpectedly, the beating there was no slower than hers.
It turned out that he was nervous too.
Lu Sheng grabbed her hand and moved it away gently, as if he didn't want anyone to notice his emotions, "Don't touch it."
He had to admit that when he kissed her just now, the feeling was so familiar that he subconsciously deepened the kiss, as if he wanted to discover more and gain more from it. There was no doubt that she was very fond of him.
It is said to be special and irreplaceable. Even if he loses his memory, his limbs still remember her, and his feelings still remember her. Even if the love is forcibly erased, it will continue to surge because of holding hands and kissing each time.
It emerges uncontrollably and covers the sky and the earth.
"Aren't you noisy and hungry?" He held her hand tightly and said, "Let's go."
"I want to eat braised noodles."
"Well, let's eat braised noodles."
They ate braised noodles in the busiest snack street. The steaming mutton soup was combined with the fresh and delicious noodles. They ate a warm bowl, and small beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.
Halfway through eating the noodles, the shop suddenly became lively. A reporter walked in holding a microphone, as if he was recording a street show.
However, they were noticed by reporters at a glance. The combination of handsome men and beautiful women is eye-catching no matter where they go.
Luo Xi still had half a noodle in her mouth, but the microphone in front of her suddenly blocked her and she swallowed the noodle with a swish.
The host smiled and asked: "Can I interview you with a question?"
"Uh..." Luo Xi thought to herself, is this going to be on TV?
"Are you happy?"
"...."
Her surname is not Fu, her surname is Luo!
Luo Xi glanced at the man next to him. He was slowly putting down his bowl. Luo Xi thought he was going to lose his temper because his meal was interrupted. Unexpectedly, for the first time, he gave her a smile, then leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek.
A very light kiss.
Luo Xi's face suddenly turned red with embarrassment, and she couldn't help but muttered, "Happiness."
"What is your definition of happiness?" the host continued to ask.
Luo Xi looked at the unfinished braised noodles in front of her and raised her bright eyes, "Happiness is when I eat the noodles and you pay the bill."
"...."
After leaving the noodle shop, Luo Xi held her wallet like a baby, with an expression on her face as if she had taken a huge advantage.
"It's just two bowls of noodles, how can you be successful like this?" Lu Sheng disdained.
"Of course I'm happy if someone invites me to dinner, and it's someone I don't even know."
The reporter was so unlucky that he had no choice but to interview this foodie.
Lu Sheng shook his head helplessly. A phone call happened to come in, and he walked aside to answer it.
Luo Xiyou was very happy to save some money, but recalling the reporter's question, she was also secretly wondering, what is happiness?
She looked at the man standing in front of the car talking on the phone, leaning against the car leisurely with his hands in his pockets. Occasionally he turned his head to look at her. Although he had no expression, that look was enough to express how much he cared about her.
She burst into laughter, maybe this is happiness, because someone cares about her.
Zhou Huiyi pressed the remote control boredly. It seemed that no program could satisfy her. When the camera turned, it seemed that a group of people were getting together lively. She frowned and quickly changed the channel in less than a second.
, she quickly changed over again.
It was a street interview activity that was broadcast every day at noon. Reporters would go to the streets to randomly interview some people and ask them some questions.
Today they entered a small noodle shop and the interview was "Are you happy?"
Of course Luo Xi's part was cut out, and she was now interviewing other customers, but behind the middle-aged man, she clearly saw a pair of familiar figures.
They were eating noodles with their heads down, talking softly from time to time. He even thoughtfully handed her a tissue and reminded her of the soup stains on the corners of her mouth. His eyes were so gentle, and it was obvious that there was bottomless darkness.
, but it is bright and dazzling because of that trace of pampering.
"Bitch." Zhou Huiyi threw the remote control in her hand at the TV with such force that the loud bang made Aunt Zhang poke her head out of the kitchen.
She was shocked when she saw it. Zhou Huiyi suddenly picked up the glass ashtray on the table, walked to the TV and smashed it hard.
"Miss Zhou, what are you doing?" Aunt Zhang rushed out and grabbed Zhou Huiyi's hand, "Why are you smashing the TV?"
"I'm going to smash this bitch to death for being shameless and stealing someone else's man." Zhou Huiyi's eyes were red, her whole body was shaking with anger, and she was staring at the TV screen.
Aunt Zhang looked at the TV and saw that the host was standing at the door of a restaurant chatting with the audience about home affairs. There was no such thing as a bitch man.
She thought to herself, this woman is really crazy.
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