"Xiao Junchen. Fang Zhiyu suddenly spoke, with a bit of softness in her sweet voice, and winked at him.

The man turned his head, "Huh?" and his voice was slightly raised, with a touch of sensuality, and the light shone on his smooth jawline, and the side face was perfect.

Before the words I love you were spoken, a lilac light spread in the air, like a thin veil of a fairy, covering the sky, unpredictable, jumping, and transforming.

The purple light reflected on her fair cheeks, a trace of shock flashed in her apricot eyes, Fang Zhiyu pulled the thick scarf down from her neck, and her cherry lips opened slightly.

"Look!" she shouted excitedly, stood up, quickly took the man's hand, and said, "Let's go down quickly!"

The two people stood in the ice and snow, shoulder to shoulder, holding hands, watching this unique visual feast, and for a moment, it seemed that they came back from the shock and took out the SLR from their bags.

filmed this scene, and suddenly, as if he remembered something, his moist eyes flashed, turned around, and said, "Xiao Junchen." ”

"Huh?" the man tilted his head.

Just listened, clicked, and filmed this scene, the man in the photo has his eyes lowered, his dark eyes are like the vast night sky, his facial features are clear, with a faint warmth.

Xiao Junchen chuckled, pulled the little woman into his arms, placed his chin on her shoulder, and whispered softly, with a little hoarseness.

"I love you. ”

His voice was very soft, but it slammed into her heart, Fang Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, and then showed an extremely bright smile, and even her eyes lit up.

She knows that men don't easily say to themselves, I love you, and these three words are not particularly romantic, these three words seem too heavy, but they are all covered in every bit of life.

"I love you too. Fang Zhiyu replied, pursed her lips, her eyes moved slightly, and she stood on tiptoe, hooked the man's neck, and lightly imprinted it.

Xiao Junchen's body stiffened, and the hands hanging on both sides paused slightly, as if he didn't expect her to make such a move, his hand wrapped around her slender waist, and sucked gently.

A trace of obscure lust flashed between her eyes, and it gradually turned into a storm from the shallow taste at the beginning, fierce, strong, and attacking her city step by step.

His kissing skills were so good that it didn't take long for Fang Zhiyu's head to be dizzy, and her whole body seemed to be soft into a puddle of spring water, leaning on the man's body, clutching the thick cotton clothes on his chest tightly, and grabbing a small fold.

After a long time, the two of them finally parted reluctantly, her red and swollen lips were stained with a bright stain, and she gasped softly, the man stretched out a slender finger and gently wiped it with his rough fingertips, and the sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down, adding a sexy and evil atmosphere.

"Is it cold?" Xiao Junchen said, the tail note was raised, with a seductive meaning, naturally took her hand, put it to his lips, and blew gently.

Fang Zhiyu was amused by his childish and heart-warming behavior, snorted out laughing, and said, "It's not cold."

Soon, the aurora vanished, and snow began to fall, each snowflake gently drifting, falling on his shoulder, and quickly melting.

Seeing this scene, Fang Zhiyu's heart itched again, and she took a photo with a single-lens reflex and click, and then she got into the car, and suddenly, a faint warmth hit her body again, constantly warmed up, and put it to her mouth and sighed gently.

"Are you leaving?"

"Let's go. ”

The two men embarked on the journey again, directly to the center of Reykjavík, parked their cars in a parking space, and walked down the street arm in arm.

"There seems to be a woolen sweater sold there, do you want to check it out?"

Sure enough, shopping is a woman's nature, even if you don't buy it from time to time, you must take a look first.

Fang Zhiyu's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly took the man's hand and raised her eyebrows.

Of course, will Xiao Junchen reject her? Of course not.

He chuckled, showing a bit of helplessness, touched her hairy head, and said, "Okay, let's go and see." It seems that the last look at two words, the accentuated tone.

Fang Zhiyu smiled, walked towards the street vendor, raised her head, and asked politely, "Can I touch this?"

The seller was a man of about thirty or forty years old, with deep eyebrows and eyes, and he looked the two foreign guests up and down, and smiled enthusiastically, with a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes.

"Yes. The other man nodded.

After Fang Zhiyu thanked her, she touched it gently, and sure enough, the tentacles warmed up, and the material was soft, exactly the same as what she saw in the guide.

"Excuse me, how much are the two?" she asked softly, without raising her eyes.

"One thousand euros, you can get a nine-percent discount. The other party replied with a smile, and before waiting for the other party's answer, he was ready to pick it up.

Hearing this, Fang Zhiyu's hand paused slightly, a dark light crossed her eyes, and she hooked her lips faintly, and saw with her residual vision that the man was taking out his wallet and preparing to pay.

"Wait. She hurriedly stopped, glanced at Xiao Junchen meaningfully, shifted her gaze to the seller again, and said with a smile: "Sorry, we don't buy it." ”

After speaking, she took the man's hand and turned to leave, and couldn't help but feel a wave of anger in her heart, she had clearly read the strategy before, the woolen sweater was not so expensive at all, it was obviously a foreigner who looked at them, deliberately slaughtered it, it was okay to buy expensive things, but not to buy things that were lossy.

"Ah, ma'am. If you want to look no further, this material is absolutely worthy of this price. ”

"No, thank you. Fang Zhiyu said, the momentum of leaving did not stop, and then she heard the next sentence, "The price is negotiable, you can take a look." ”

Finally, under the arguments of the two people, Fang Zhiyu won, got two woolen sweaters at half the price, and happily showed her booty to the man.

At this time, an abrupt and piercing ringtone suddenly rang, Fang Zhiyu took out her mobile phone, and when she saw the names jumping on the screen, she raised her eyebrows.

"Hey, Ann, what's wrong?"

"Okay, you, you actually threw this pile of work to me, and took your husband to go abroad to play in the mountains and rivers, and also went to see the volcano. Vivien's teasing voice came from the other side.

Fang Zhiyu just wanted to explain, but immediately realized that there seemed to be something wrong, frowned, and asked, "How do you know?"

"There is a Weibo account that posted a photo of Xiao Junchen, and it is all out of the circle, isn't it your trumpet?"