Huahua stuttered for several times before saying: "I don't know what happened to the fireworks you prepared for the night, but they are being set off outside now. Didn't you say you wanted to be romantic with Chenxing..."
Before Huahua finished her words, Gu Shaocheng smiled and shook his head: "Impossible."
Confident posture, completely disbelieving what he said.
At this time, Nan Baihao also came over and touched his head: "What are you doing? Why did it bloom in advance? Brother, did you press the remote control -"
Before Nan Baihao finished speaking, Gu Shaocheng's smiling face turned into a crack, and he jumped up. His voice was not loud, but it showed his surprise: "Where is my remote control?"
He rummaged through his pockets, his voice no longer as calm as if he had seen a ghost, and he was rummaging around.
Bai Qingqing's head was covered with black lines: "Brother, didn't it fall off?"
Gu Shaocheng's body fell silent for an instant. He didn't have time to explain anything. His whole body had already entered an indescribable "ghost mode". As soon as he walked out of the banquet hall, he saw the colorful fireworks scattered in the sky, making the night so colorful.
dazzlingly brilliant.
The bursts of exclamations from the crowd could no longer reach his ears.
There were only countless barrages of grass and mud horses rushing through his mind at the moment.
Gu Shaocheng strode towards the inner courtyard, imagining something in her mind. She might not know that tonight's plan was not completely ruined.
Who took away his remote control?
He remembered that when he was changing his pants, he clearly stuffed the remote control into his pants pocket!
There is no point in pursuing it further.
Under the stream of light, only his footsteps were walking faster and faster.
Under the night, whose love words have not yet been staged...
………
Under the beautiful fireworks, Chenxing was like a happy child, walking alone in the winding corridor, stopping in a beautifully decorated pavilion, and sitting alone on the redwood tree beside the pavilion.
On the bench, the corner of his mouth slightly outlined the most confusing smile.
He leaned his head against the pillar, bent his knees and legs on the bench, and leaned on the guardrail of the pavilion with his hands. He picked a branch naughtily from time to time and fiddled with the water surface.
The whole person is like a beautiful scenery integrated into one, poetic and picturesque, real and fake.
He entertained himself by singing a song, and his sweet voice floated in the sky above Bihe Garden.
Gu Shaocheng stepped from the other end of the corridor, stepping on the colorful stream of light, stepping on the wind, flowers, snow and moon, looking at the woman wearing a cheongsam sitting in the pavilion playing like a scenery, under the night, he could ignore all the rashes and blackness.
There is only one woman in his eyes, with an antique flavor, classical temptation, and seduction, elegance and refinement. I wish I could put all the most beautiful words in the world on her, feeling that even fairies cannot compare with her.
When Chenxing heard the footsteps, it was like the slow motion of a camera, and he slowly turned around.
Looking back, I saw the man's face clearly.
She lightly opened her lips, winked playfully, and said in a sweet voice, "Shaocheng, are you here too?"
Simple, ordinary three words, but it vaguely reveals an otherworldly beauty. Coupled with the background, the flowing light of the lanterns swaying in the wind, the colorful flashing neon lights, there is a sense of beauty floating in the breath.
The faint fragrance of lotus, the long tail of fireworks...
Everything highlights her beauty, which is enough to make any man's heart tremble.
Looking back at it, do you know who is obsessed with beauty?
...I continued to update during the day, but I haven't finished updating today. Huahua stuttered several times before saying, "I don't know what happened to the fireworks you prepared for the night, but they are being set off outside now. Didn't you say you wanted to be romantic with Chenxing..."
Before Huahua finished her words, Gu Shaocheng smiled and shook his head: "Impossible."
Confident posture, completely disbelieving what he said.
At this time, Nan Baihao also came over and touched his head: "What are you doing? Why did it bloom in advance? Brother, did you press the remote control -"
Before Nan Baihao finished speaking, Gu Shaocheng's smiling face turned into a crack, and he jumped up. His voice was not loud, but it showed his surprise: "Where is my remote control?"
He rummaged through his pockets, his voice no longer as calm as if he had seen a ghost, and he was rummaging around.
Bai Qingqing's head was covered with black lines: "Brother, didn't it fall off?"
Gu Shaocheng's body fell silent for an instant. He didn't have time to explain anything. His whole body had already entered an indescribable "ghost mode". As soon as he walked out of the banquet hall, he saw the colorful fireworks scattered in the sky, making the night so colorful.
dazzlingly brilliant.
The bursts of exclamations from the crowd could no longer reach his ears.
There were only countless barrages of grass and mud horses rushing through his mind at the moment.
Gu Shaocheng strode towards the inner courtyard, imagining something in her mind. She might not know that tonight's plan was not completely ruined.
Who took away his remote control?
He remembered that when he was changing his pants, he clearly stuffed the remote control into his pants pocket!
There is no point in pursuing it further.
Under the stream of light, only his footsteps were walking faster and faster.
Under the night, whose love words have not yet been staged...
………
Under the beautiful fireworks, Chenxing was like a happy child, walking alone in the winding corridor, stopping in a beautifully decorated pavilion, and sitting alone on the redwood tree beside the pavilion.
On the bench, the corner of his mouth slightly outlined the most confusing smile.
He leaned his head against the pillar, bent his knees and legs on the bench, and leaned on the guardrail of the pavilion with his hands. He picked a branch naughtily from time to time and fiddled with the water surface.
The whole person is like a beautiful scenery integrated into one, poetic and picturesque, real and fake.
He entertained himself by singing a song, and his sweet voice floated in the sky above Bihe Garden.
Gu Shaocheng stepped from the other end of the corridor, stepping on the colorful stream of light, stepping on the wind, flowers, snow and moon, looking at the woman wearing a cheongsam sitting in the pavilion playing like a scenery, under the night, he could ignore all the rashes and blackness.
There is only one woman in his eyes, with an antique flavor, classical temptation, and seduction, elegance and refinement. I wish I could put all the most beautiful words in the world on her, feeling that even fairies cannot compare with her.
When Chenxing heard the footsteps, it was like the slow motion of a camera, and he slowly turned around.
Looking back, I saw the man's face clearly.
She lightly opened her lips, winked playfully, and said in a sweet voice, "Shaocheng, are you here too?"
Simple, ordinary three words, but it vaguely reveals an otherworldly beauty. Coupled with the background, the flowing light of the lanterns swaying in the wind, the colorful flashing neon lights, there is a sense of beauty floating in the breath.
The faint fragrance of lotus, the long tail of fireworks...
Everything highlights her beauty, which is enough to make any man's heart tremble.
Looking back at it, do you know who is obsessed with beauty?
...I will continue to update during the day, but I haven’t finished updating today.