When Lu Ruorong was held by Chen Zihan, his whole person was a little stiff, and he subconsciously wanted to break free.

But there are too many people around, and there are high and low steps.

She understood Chen Zihan's action of holding her hand as a kind of protection, and she also felt this from the action of holding his hand.

Therefore, she also acquiesced to Chen Zihan's abruptness.

After tripped over the steps while walking, she let Chen Zihan pull her around.

This cheeky man is really bold, and a woman like her, who is respected as a national goddess, is not a little restrained, and she is surprisingly bold.

Lu Ruorong became more curious about Chen Zihan.

Although she doesn't have much contact with other men, no matter what kind of man she meets, no one dares to treat her so casually.

What man doesn't look at her as high, and he is sincerely afraid of her when facing her, for fear of abrupt her?

Why did Chen Zihan dare to be so lawless?

After pulling Lu Ruorong away for a while, Chen Zihan finally let go of Lu Ruorong's hand.

This is clear that if you want to achieve good results with this kind of small action, you must grasp the time.

"Do you like Jinling?" After standing side by side, Chen Zihan asked Lu Ruorong in a low voice.

"I like it!"

"Why do you like it?" Chen Zihan looked at Lu Ruorong with a smile.

"I like it because I like it!" Lu Ruorong supported his chin with both hands, and the whole person lay on the railing, quietly looking at the shadow painting paddle of the Qinhuai River in front of him, "I like every place that makes me leave beautiful memories!"

"You should thank me for making you a beautiful memory!" Chen Zihan cheekily pasted gold on his face, "If you hadn't met me, your visit to the Ming Tomb today would definitely be a lot less flavorful, at least no one could discuss Zhu Chongba and the history of the Ming Dynasty with you, and you might not be able to eat the most authentic Jinling food, let alone be interested in standing here and watching the night of Qinhuai!"

Lu Ruorong surprisingly didn't refute, but just glanced sideways at Chen Zihan: "You are a little ashamed!"

"It's just a fact!"

"It's so thick-skinned, no wonder you can find such a beautiful ex-girlfriend!"

"......" Chen Zihan looked at Lu Ruorong speechlessly, and after being silent for a while, he asked, "What else do you not know about my affairs?"

"I'm not interested in inquiring about the situation of someone I just met," Lu Ruorong looked at Chen Zihan with a smile, "It's just that someone happened to tell me!"

Chen Zihan was suddenly curious: "Is your good sister from an agent?"

Lu Ruorong was speechless, and continued to look at the night of the Qinhuai River in front of him.

When he went out to shop at night, Lu Ruorong wore a hat and large-framed glasses.

This kind of dress is enough to cover her alluring appearance.

However, standing by her side, Chen Zihan can still fully see her beauty.

This woman really deserves her reputation.

Beautiful and intellectual, that pride that is not obnoxious, everything amazes those who come into contact with her.

Li Lele, Luo Xiaofei, and Wu Xiaoman are also beautiful women, and their level is not low.

But compared with Lu Ruorong, it is much worse.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the gap between commoners and princesses.

"What are you looking at?" Seeing Chen Zihan staring at her side face for a long time, Lu Ruorong couldn't help frowning slightly and asked, "Do I have something on my face?"

"It's not!" Chen Zihan shook his head, "I'm just curious, why is the creator so unfair and makes some women so beautiful.......?

"Stop!" Lu Ruorong made a pause gesture, "I didn't expect you to be as cheesy as everyone else!"

"Okay, why is there a little sister surnamed Lu who looks so ugly, so ugly that she cries ghosts and gods!"

"......" Lu Ruorong stared at the serious Chen Zihan viciously for a while, and then said angrily: "Who are you talking about!"

"Hahaha, your annoyed and angry look is also very good-looking!" Chen Zihan grabbed Lu Ruorong's hand and laughed: "When I paid attention to you before, I thought you had a poker face!"

"You've got a poker face!"

Lu Ruorong stretched out her hand and pinched Chen Zihan, and when Chen Zihan screamed in pain, she showed a smug look.

When Chen Zihan pulled her away quickly, she didn't break free.

Anyway, Chen Zihan pulled her wrist and didn't feel like holding hands.

The scene when Chen Zihan held her hand just now, she deliberately didn't think about it.

Chen Zihan pulled Lu Ruorong away from the vicinity of the Confucius Temple and went to the Civic Square, where there were relatively few tourists.

After finding a fairly clean place to sit down, Chen Zihan asked Lu Ruorong, "Are you tired?"

"Of course!" Lu Ruorong stretched out his hand and beat his calf, and said a little depressedly: "I have walked nearly 30,000 steps today, and I have never walked so many roads. I guess I won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow. ”

Chen Zihan was suddenly a little embarrassed: "If I put you tired and lie down, then I will be guilty!"

Lu Ruorong glanced at Chen Zihan: "Just think about how to compensate me!"

"I'll make it up to you a little first!" Chen Zihan said, pointing to a small cold drink shop not far away, "Do you want to eat ice cream?"

"Eat very little!"

"Please eat a cone today, anyway, you have come a long way today, and no matter how much you eat, you will consume it!" Chen Zihan didn't wait for Lu Ruorong to react, got up and strode away.

"This guy is quite domineering!" Looking at the back of Chen Zihan leaving, Lu Ruorong couldn't help but smile.

She took out her mobile phone, took a picture of the night scene, and then found the photos from today's play.

She picked a photo of the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum, three photos of the Ming Tomb, a photo of dinner time, and two photos taken by Chen Zihan on the edge of the Qinhuai River.

After flipping through for a while, I found a photo with Chen Zihan and Lu Qingzhi wearing glasses, plus the night scene I just took, and posted a nine-square grid on Moments and Weibo.

"Although I have never set foot on the Suzaku Bridge, I have inadvertently found a wild grass flower. The most ruthless is the Taicheng willow, which is still a smoke cage for ten miles; What kind of imprint will the trip to Jinling leave on my life?"

After writing the text, she sent it out without hesitation.

But after sending it out, she suddenly thought that she had added Chen Zihan's WeChat.

In other words, as long as he looks at WeChat, he can see such a message from her circle of friends for the first time.

She hesitated to delete it, but after thinking about it, she didn't delete it in the end.

"Let her guess!" She smiled and put away her phone.

Lu Ruorong's micro-fight and circle of friends were naturally watched by people for the first time.

She traveled to Jinling, which had been revealed before.

But her fans didn't expect that there was actually a man walking with her.

When Chen Zihan took a photo with Lu Ruorong, although he wore glasses at her request, his handsome appearance was still not completely covered.

As a result, there was a commotion on the Internet all of a sudden.

", our goddess, does your heart belong?"

"Oh my God, who is this lucky little brother?

"Who is this guy, hurry up and put his flesh away, don't beat him to death, my king is written upside down!"

"The goddess has a man she likes, I'm out of love, I don't want to live anymore!

......

"Ding Dong, successfully being envied by more than 100,000 men, the host gets 50,000 system reward points!"

Chen Zihan, who was holding two cones in his hand and came back happily, was suddenly shocked when he received such news.

The cone in my hand almost fell to the ground!

"What's going on?"