Lolita, don't be too flowery

Another scoop of water oncoming.

"Han Ruoli!" Nan Fengchen walked towards Han Ruoli with a dark face, her black hair was completely soaked.

"Hehehe! Heaven, the weather is good!" Han Ruoli stepped back step by step, looking at the sky childishly.

Suddenly, his feet tripped over something, and he fell straight backwards.

"what!"

"careful!"

In the blink of an eye, Nan Fengchen supported her waist with one hand, trying to maintain her balance, but unexpectedly fell backwards.

"Well!"

Things are always so coincidental.

Nan Fengchen's lips touched Han Ruoli's mouth.

Time seemed to stand still.

……

Their faces were tightly pressed together, and the clothes on their bodies were also sticky due to the water, and the two bodies were stuck together like this.

It was only less than ten seconds, but it seemed like centuries had passed.

Han Ruoli finally came to her senses and pushed away the person on her body.

Nan Fengchen also suddenly remembered something, and left her quickly.

"I'm sorry—me, I just wanted to keep you from falling."

"Uh——the weather is a bit cold, so let's not talk about it. Also, it's better to forget about the unpleasant things that happened today." Han Ruoli stood up, patted her clothes, and turned around.

A trace of loss and loneliness flashed across Nan Fengchen's eyes, but then disappeared into the twilight.

He also stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and followed Han Ruoli's pace, walking behind her.

Han Ruoli left, and Nan Fengchen followed.

Han Ruoli stopped, and Nan Fengchen also stopped.

"Brother handsome, how long are you going to stay with me?" Finally, Han Ruoli was impatient, stopped, turned around, and asked.

"It's not safe to go home alone."

The simple eight words made Han Ruoli feel a burst of emotion.

How many people in the world are really worried about her safety?