Chapter 2853
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Tongcheng night, the lights lit up, the streets, people also slowly up.
Feng Jin once dated Liu Sisi. After dinner in a restaurant, they walked on the street hand in hand.
It's a great feeling, it's pure, like every date he's ever thought about.
But with the flowers together, it is completely different feeling.
He was dragged away by her.
"Milk tea?" Huarong stood at the door of the brightly lit milk tea shop and turned to look at him.
Feng Jin shook his head and heard Huarong say: "two cups of milk tea."
Phoenix Brocade: "it's You are really... "
He couldn't think of any adjectives to describe her.
Huarong spat out her tongue at him, reached out to take the milk tea handed to her by the shop assistant, and handed him another cup.
"Try it. How do you know you don't like it if you don't taste it? "
He tasted the sweet flavor of chicken, which was not even better than his imagination.
Huarong laughed, "not bad?"
He nodded.
She pulled him to Times Square.
There are a lot of street snacks, full of fireworks.
Feng Jin looked at her familiar in the stall to buy the sausage, can't help but say: "you just had a meal, still can't eat?"
"Or how boring it would be to sit there?"
She took the tray and came to find a small table to sit down. Feng Jin looked at the table and chair which looked not very neat on the open field. After hesitating for a moment, she sat down with a slight cleanliness addiction.
"Do you usually come here?"
It was like the first time he and she came out at night after adulthood.
Huarong's behavior style, to tell the truth, made him a little unexpected.
"When you're in a bad mood, come back here." She held her cheek and looked at him with a smile, "but I'm in a good mood tonight, so I'll show you around. Have you never been here? "
Her long curly hair was pinned behind her ears. Her face was delicate and white, and her profile was sharp and her smile was charming.
Phoenix brocade looks at her, some tiny shake God.
He shook his head. "No
It's just more unexpected that Huarong would have a bad mood.
She gave him a string of sausage. "Eat it, it's going to be cold."
Two people finished a string of sausage and a cup of milk tea on the small table. Huarong seemed to be in a good mood. He took him to walk on the street for a long time. He looked at her face, and his mood did not know why he got better.
It seems that happiness is contagious.
Back home, both of them were slightly drunk.
Huarong was close to his body and pressed him on the wall. He held out his hand and held his face, which was very close to him.
"Phoenix brocade..." She called his name softly, in a low voice.
"What's the matter?" Unknown, looking at this familiar face, he actually has some subtle tension.
Huarong glass general transparent eyes staring at him, lips from his lips has been less than a centimeter, between breathing, there is moist air whirling.
"I want you to love me." She sniffed his lips like a kitten and gave him a slow kiss. "I want you to love me."
Feng Jin raised her hand and gently held the back of her head: "you are drunk."
Huarong squinted his eyes and laughed, "will you be drunk when you drink milk tea?"
She stood on tiptoe, reached out her hand, wrapped her arm around his neck, and forced a kiss on his lips.
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Tongcheng night, the lights lit up, the streets, people also slowly up.
Feng Jin once dated Liu Sisi. After dinner in a restaurant, they walked on the street hand in hand.
It's a great feeling, it's pure, like every date he's ever thought about.
But with the flowers together, it is completely different feeling.
He was dragged away by her.
"Milk tea?" Huarong stood at the door of the brightly lit milk tea shop and turned to look at him.
Feng Jin shook his head and heard Huarong say: "two cups of milk tea."
Phoenix Brocade: "it's You are really... "
He couldn't think of any adjectives to describe her.
Huarong spat out her tongue at him, reached out to take the milk tea handed to her by the shop assistant, and handed him another cup.
"Try it. How do you know you don't like it if you don't taste it? "
He tasted the sweet flavor of chicken, which was not even better than his imagination.
Huarong laughed, "not bad?"
He nodded.
She pulled him to Times Square.
There are a lot of street snacks, full of fireworks.
Feng Jin looked at her familiar in the stall to buy the sausage, can't help but say: "you just had a meal, still can't eat?"
"Or how boring it would be to sit there?"
She took the tray and came to find a small table to sit down. Feng Jin looked at the table and chair which looked not very neat on the open field. After hesitating for a moment, she sat down with a slight cleanliness addiction.
"Do you usually come here?"
It was like the first time he and she came out at night after adulthood.
Huarong's behavior style, to tell the truth, made him a little unexpected.
"When you're in a bad mood, come back here." She held her cheek and looked at him with a smile, "but I'm in a good mood tonight, so I'll show you around. Have you never been here? "
Her long curly hair was pinned behind her ears. Her face was delicate and white, and her profile was sharp and her smile was charming.
Phoenix brocade looks at her, some tiny shake God.
He shook his head. "No
It's just more unexpected that Huarong would have a bad mood.
She gave him a string of sausage. "Eat it, it's going to be cold."
Two people finished a string of sausage and a cup of milk tea on the small table. Huarong seemed to be in a good mood. He took him to walk on the street for a long time. He looked at her face, and his mood did not know why he got better.
It seems that happiness is contagious.
Back home, both of them were slightly drunk.
Huarong was close to his body and pressed him on the wall. He held out his hand and held his face, which was very close to him.
"Phoenix brocade..." She called his name softly, in a low voice.
"What's the matter?" Unknown, looking at this familiar face, he actually has some subtle tension.
Huarong glass general transparent eyes staring at him, lips from his lips has been less than a centimeter, between breathing, there is moist air whirling.
"I want you to love me." She sniffed his lips like a kitten and gave him a slow kiss. "I want you to love me."
Feng Jin raised her hand and gently held the back of her head: "you are drunk."
Huarong squinted his eyes and laughed, "will you be drunk when you drink milk tea?"
She stood on tiptoe, reached out her hand, wrapped her arm around his neck, and forced a kiss on his lips.
Tongcheng night, the lights lit up, the streets, people also slowly up. Feng Jin once dated Liu Sisi. After dinner in a restaurant, they walked on the street hand in hand. It's a great feeling, it's pure, like every date he's ever thought about. But with the flowers together, it is completely different feeling. He was dragged away by her. "Milk tea?" Huarong stood at the door of the brightly lit milk tea shop and turned to look at him. Feng Jin shook his head and heard Huarong say: "two cups of milk tea." Phoenix Brocade: "it's You are really... " He couldn't think of any adjectives to describe her. Huarong spat out her tongue at him, reached out to take the milk tea handed to her by the shop assistant, and handed him another cup. "Try it. How do you know you don't like it if you don't taste it? " He tasted the sweet flavor of chicken, which was not even better than his imagination. Huarong laughed, "not bad?" He nodded. She pulled him to Times Square. There are a lot of street snacks, full of fireworks. Feng Jin looked at her familiar in the stall to buy the sausage, can't help but say: "you just had a meal, still can't eat?" "Or how boring it would be to sit there?" She took the tray and came to find a small table to sit down. Feng Jin looked at the table and chair which looked not very neat on the open field. After hesitating for a moment, she sat down with a slight cleanliness addiction. "Do you usually come here?" It was like the first time he and she came out at night after adulthood. Huarong's behavior style, to tell the truth, made him a little unexpected. "When you're in a bad mood, come back here." She held her cheek and looked at him with a smile, "but I'm in a good mood tonight, so I'll show you around. Have you never been here? " Her long curly hair was pinned behind her ears. Her face was delicate and white, and her profile was sharp and her smile was charming. Phoenix brocade looks at her, some tiny shake God. He shook his head. "No It's just more unexpected that Huarong would have a bad mood. She gave him a string of sausage. "Eat it, it's going to be cold." Two people finished a string of sausage and a cup of milk tea on the small table. Huarong seemed to be in a good mood. He took him to walk on the street for a long time. He looked at her face, and his mood did not know why he got better. It seems that happiness is contagious. Back home, both of them were slightly drunk. Huarong was close to his body and pressed him on the wall. He held out his hand and held his face, which was very close to him. "Phoenix brocade..." She called his name softly, in a low voice. "What's the matter?" Unknown, looking at this familiar face, he actually has some subtle tension. Huarong glass general transparent eyes staring at him, lips from his lips has been less than a centimeter, between breathing, there is moist air whirling. "I want you to love me." She sniffed his lips like a kitten and gave him a slow kiss. "I want you to love me." Feng Jin raised her hand and gently held the back of her head: "you are drunk." Huarong squinted his eyes and laughed, "will you be drunk when you drink milk tea?" She stood on tiptoe, reached out her hand, wrapped her arm around his neck, and forced a kiss on his lips.
