Her pink lips were like wine, and the aroma was stained with a strong and mellow fragrance, which made him drunk after a taste. So he closed his eyes and turned the clouds and rain between her lips and tongue. Youmeng leaned against the pillar, and catered to his lingering posture with a slightly tilted posture. He was sometimes gentle and sometimes fierce, making her heart tremble.

When kissing, his head naturally tilted to one side, and the long hair behind his shoulders fell to his neck. He was too focused and did not notice it. The strand of black hair was free, like the branches and leaves of weeping willows in the wind, brushing on Youmeng's face from time to time. She felt itchy and couldn't bear to push him away, so she reached out to fiddle with his hair, but he grabbed it and obediently put it between each other's chests, not allowing her to be distracted and moved. During the process, his lips were not removed at all, and he always calmed down like a ok, kissing her constantly.

Youmeng felt bitter and secretly complained to this bad guy: I didn't want to let you go, I just wanted to open your hair...

Su Zhi was fascinated by kissing, and used his lips and tongue to lift her chin up a little, as if he wanted to steal the honey from her mouth.

Youmeng was a little dizzy when he kissed her, thinking that he was a little different tonight. As for which point it was "different"? She couldn't say it, but he was so charming that she couldn't stop.

Until they had enough fun, they let go of each other reluctantly, Youmeng still heard the heartbeat, which was so chaotic that it was unreasonable.

She drooped her red face and indulged in his arms and asked in a low voice: "Do you like the words I wrote?"

She never dared to take it out, for fear that she would lack the quality of her talent, would not write well, and would waste natural resources.

He was unexpectedly a little cold: "I like it, but you shouldn't sing it to so many people."

"I……"

She was about to explain that Su Zhi returned to normal, warm and seductive: "That beautiful singing is enough for me to enjoy it alone."

Knowing that he was deliberately pretending to be unhappy, Youmeng endured the sweetness in her heart, puffed her mouth, and acted very aggrieved: "I want to give you a surprise..."

He smiled calmly: "Your voice is as sweet as an oriole. When I hear you speak, I know that your singing is definitely not inferior to spiritual practice."

He praised her so bluntly, Youmeng's cheeks were so shy that she felt hot: "Actually, I rarely sing, it's the first time I'm like in public."

He snuggled up to her tightly, and the hand that had never been released since he held was gently rubbed by him: "I didn't see you on stage for the first time."

She raised her eyes gently, with spring water in her eyes wafting, and blue waves rippling: "Actually, I'm experiencing it with my heart that when you sit there alone, I feel a little lonely, but I can enjoy a moment of tranquility, my heart is as calm as water, and I'm not disturbed by external things."

He heard this and took her hand and kissed her with a few nostalgic kisses on the back of her hand.

Youmeng said emotionally: "Although there are so many guests in the audience, I only see you in my eyes."

He hugged her in his arms, wrapping his arms tightly on her waist: "I know."

Because when you look at me, I look at you, you are the only one.

Youmeng buried his head in his chest, his eyes turned toward the night view of bright lights as bright as day. At this time, some family in the city ignited a few fireworks and suddenly rose into the sky and bloomed brilliantly.

The night falls thousands of flowers and rain and broken stars, reflected in Youmeng's clear eyes, she smiles in a daze: "There are fireworks, so beautiful..."

Su Zhi suddenly had a thought and covered his lips in her ears: "I'll take you down and take a walk and see the most beautiful Luoyang."

Luoyang City is so prosperous every day, but all the prosperity will eventually lead to a time when it is withered and lonely.

And he knew that the enduring prosperity was only in the eyes of the person he loved the most.
Chapter completed!