His Royal Highness kisses bad Angel

The ferris wheel is about to reach the top...

Huan Lixiu didn't react, Mo Liangyin bit his lip, "You..."

And the next second, she stretched out her hand to wrap around Huan Lixiu's neck, and kissed his lips...

Huan Lixiu looked at Mo Liangyin in astonishment

soft touch on the lips

Mo Liangyin closed her eyes lightly, and kissed him cautiously, "Well..."

Then she let go of him and left his lips, a suspicious blush stained her fair cheeks, Mo Liangyin looked away unnaturally

……

沉寂

Mo Liangyin didn't look at Huan Lixiu, she locked her eyes out of the window, but she didn't focus... Damn, she must have had a fever just now, why, why did she take the initiative to kiss her!

Could it be... She loves him so much?

That's why I took the initiative to kiss him, in order to...never break up and be together forever...

Mo Liangyin, you are really poisoned!

……

After getting off the Ferris wheel, Mo Liangyin didn't wait for Huan Lixiu, walked quickly on the Ferris wheel, and walked forward alone...

Huan Lixiu raised his eyebrows and put his hands in his pockets. Is this girl so shy?

He hooked his lips, but the feeling of her taking the initiative is really... as sweet as ever

"Voice"

He stepped forward and grabbed her wrist

"what"

Mo Liangyin unnaturally wanted to pull it out

"We are a couple"

Huan Lixiu hooked his lips, smiling evilly, captivating all beings, his fingertips brushed across her wrist, and then held her slender hand, fingers intertwined

Mo Liangyin's cheeks are slightly hot

Falling in love...why is it so awkward, she thinks, seeing couples are very bold, hugging, kissing and so on on the street...

Under the moonlight, Huan Lixiu held Mo Liangyin's hand

lengthened shadows...

"Brother and sister, buy a bouquet of flowers, they are very cheap, only four yuan per flower"

four dollars...

Huan Lixiu frowned subconsciously, four dollars, a bottle of mineral water only cost one dollar, how can a bouquet of flowers be worth four bottles of water...

Mo Liangyin cast a contemptuous glance at Huan Lixiu, she lowered her head to look at the little boy holding the flower

What a delicate little milk bag

Mo Liangyin couldn't help pinching his soft and tender face, "It's so cute..."

The boy pouted his lips and frowned patiently, "It hurts..."

"Sister, why are you pinching me?" He blinked aggrievedly, tears filled his eyes, "I'm just an orphan...you still bully me..."