Chapter 1147: The Taste of Love, Sweet Honey [15]
She was almost with Lu Yan, and in a burst of beautiful breathing, her heart trembled and her bones were crispy.
Even his breathing was slightly short.
Looking at each other's eyes, Lu Yan looked at the warm nephrite-like little girl in her arms, staring at her crimson cheeks, and her heart felt like a flame.
If he stayed in this ghost place for a while, he didn't dare to guarantee whether he would be able to restrain himself.
So-
"Let's go!"
"Get out!"
The two spoke at about the same time.
Tiyì is quite tacit.
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Walking through the woods, which was definitely a good place for a tryst, Lu Yan approached a small open square with Bo Jinghan in his arms and put her down.
Bo Jinghan let out a long sigh of relief, reached out to touch the cheek that had cooled down, and lowered his head to arrange the hem of his skirt.
Then, she looked up and looked around.
I found that the area of this small square is not large, but there are many people.
Especially in the middle of the square, a group of gray-haired grandfathers and grandmothers gathered, who seemed to be discussing something.
To the west of the square is the man-made lake.
The wind blows, and the water on the surface of the lake ripples, rolling through a burst of fresh water vapor, but it is also mixed with a faint fishy smell of aquatic plants.
If it's summer, it's a great place to take a walk in the shade!
"How about walking around the lake?"
After admiring the scenery here, Bo Jinghan's hand that wanted to grab Lu Yan's sleeve froze in mid-air, and directly wrapped around his arm. And he lifted up his chin and tried to draw near to him as his heart intended.
The invitation of the favorite beauty, Lu Yan has absolutely no possibility of saying 'no'.
Instead, he gladly accepted the invitation, let her take her by the arm, and lead her towards the lake.
The two walked slowly along the lakeside, talking and laughing.
Gradually, the previous petty fights, and the later embarrassing atmosphere in the woods, faded away in this quiet and far-reaching warmth.
Before they knew it, the two of them walked around the lake and returned to the small square.
A burst of singing broke the silence between the two-
"I only have you in my heart without her, you have to believe that my affection is not fake......"
The sound of music echoed over the square.
The old grandfathers and grandmothers who had just gathered together were now in pairs, dancing the slow four steps of the entrance to the music under the lights.
The music, as well as their dancing, and the exquisite and elegant dance steps that Bo Jinghan was used to seeing at the ball, could not be linked. But looking at the pair of gray-haired and out-of-shape old men, with tacit understanding, looking at their dance partners who are wives or husbands with warm eyes, and dancing together seriously, Bo Jinghan felt that this scene looked particularly warm and lovely.
There is no deliberate dancing, no open-mouthed trading, and there is no need to judge the dancing queen of the audience.
They just danced, and in their eyes and hearts, they only had the old man and the old lady who had been with each other for most of their lives, and just that single-minded warmth won a dance party that gathered with interests.
Bo Jinghan stood on the periphery of the circle and watched silently.
At this time, Lu Yan's hand was suddenly handed to her, and she was silent for a few seconds and said, "Do you want to dance?" β
Bo Jinghan was stunned for a moment, a little surprised: "...... Here? β
"Please, my lady!"
didn't give Bo Jinghan a chance to refuse, Lu Yan directly grabbed her hand and dragged her into his arms.
With the music, he slowly shook the simple dance steps and whispered: "When we get old in the future, will we be okay like this?" βγ
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