Fang Luo and Han Shihui walked aimlessly on the road.

I don't know how many pedestrians have bypassed on the street, and whenever someone passes by, I can't help but look at the two of them greedily.

Needless to say, Han Shihui has a unique appearance and aura, where she stands, where is the focus of the crowd's attention.

Although Fang Luo's clothes tend to be handmade and customized, he is not conspicuous, but because he has a +3 charm pendant on his body, it is impossible to ignore.

In short, the two are talented and beautiful, and people who don't know still think that the two are a couple.

The late returning couples walked in front of them holding hands, their steps were gentle, and their skirts were flying. The smile on his face is like a blooming lotus, which makes people feel a little envious under the light.

The evening breeze blows, and the night wind in Haidu is always a little too cool and cold.

Fang Luo looked at Han Shihui beside him, who looked a little thin in a dress.

He took off his suit and draped it on Han Shihui's body.

"This is the second time you've offered to clothe me. Han Shihui's face was a little happy, as if she was showing off, and turned to look at Fang Luo.

"I'm afraid you'll catch a cold. Fang Luo replied.

The night in this Haidu is already full of coolness, and the cold wind naturally drives the temperature down.

Han Shihui was only wearing a long skirt, and her arms and calves were all exposed, so it was naturally difficult to withstand the cold.

Fang Luo felt that he personally put on his own suit, which was purely his own gentlemanly demeanor.

"Fear that I will catch a cold is one thing, and caring about me is the other thing. Han Shihui looked at the long road ahead and walked forward slowly.

"You're my friend, I'm sure I care about you. Fang Luo said.

"But I don't want to be friends with you. Han Shihui's pace stopped, and her eyes stared at Fang Luo in front of her.

There are two things in this world that make people very difficult.

One is to ask someone "do you love me", and the other is to say "I love you" to someone personally. ”

Han Shihui hadn't said this in person, but her side-knocking and as straightforward words as possible must have conveyed her meaning in place.

But on the contrary, Fang Luo's performance towards himself was like a piece of wood.

Han Shihui knew that Fang Luo was turning a blind eye to her intentions, but a woman with a high heart like her would definitely not tolerate such a thing.

"I like to be with you, to put it more bluntly, I like you!" Han Shihui didn't have the heart to play Tai Chi with Fang Luo here, she took the initiative herself.

Hearing this, Fang Luo's heart moved, and he glanced at Han Shihui in surprise.

She was wearing her own suit, and she reached out and grabbed the suit that was already draped over her.

Under this dark night, the girl's eyes looked at her without flinching, which made Fang Luo's heart begin to panic.

This look, like a gust of wind, wrinkled a pool of spring water.

Fang Luo didn't dare to look at Han Shihui, as if he was a thief, and quickly diverted his gaze.

"Are you hungry?" Fang Luo changed the subject.

He had never been chased by any girl, and this was what happened, but he wasn't ready for anything.

"Hungry. Han Shihui stared at Fang Luo's face and said.

"Then let's buy something to eat. There was a snack street in front of him, and the pedestrians were bustling and lively, and Fang Luo led Han Shihui to buy a lot of things.

"This is also the second time you have offered to buy me food. Han Shihui was not discouraged by Fang Luo's avoidance of changing the topic, she said slowly.

"That Han Shihui, this, I'm older than you, and I'm ......" Fang Luo listened to Han Shihui's words and became in a dilemma.

"Nothing and no, if the two parties are in love, status, age or even gender is not any problem. Han Shihui quickly interjected.

Sometimes it's easy to talk to a girl with a high IQ, and sometimes it's tiring to talk to a girl with a high IQ.

Because she can always find her own loopholes in your words, and then quickly fight back in order to serve her arguments.

"Hold your hand out. Han Shihui said to Fang Luo.

Hearing this, Fang Luo was a little surprised, but he still did the same.

But when he stretched out, a thin, soft and boneless hand grabbed his broad palm.

This made Fang Luo glance at Han Shihui a little nervously, the latter looked at the couples who were shopping in the snack street, and said, "They are all like this. ”

"But ......," Fang Luo wanted to say something.

"I didn't take the initiative to pounce on you, which is my biggest regression. Han Shihui said.

Such a woman can always grasp people's inner thoughts thoroughly. Fang Luo was a little helpless, he couldn't just shake Han Shihui's hand away, it hurt the girl's fragile heart too much.

Han Shihui didn't think about whether she was too proactive.

Because she knew that if she didn't take the initiative, Fang Luo would keep playing Tai Chi with her, and she didn't know how long she would have to wait.

Han Shihui has always been a strong person, dare to love and hate, love is spoken.

She didn't want to wait until she looked old or continue to waste her day.

Because for every day wasted, the time that could accompany Fang Luo was shortened by one day.

Just as Fang Luo chose to take the initiative for Sun Hanning, Han Shihui also chose to take the initiative for Fang Luo.

Now, she has had a showdown, and she has said her words thoroughly enough, so she is waiting for Fang Luo's choice.

Accept, or reject.

Love yourself, or abandon yourself.

Han Shihui needed an answer.

Even if sometimes the answer doesn't matter, a woman like her doesn't need to be conditioned by feelings. But she'd rather be a stupid woman for love.

After all, when she first saw Fang Luo, she saw some different light from Fang Luo's body. Women's intuition is generally very accurate, and the intuition of a smart and unparalleled woman like Han Shihui is even more accurate.

The follow-up contact made Han Shihui feel that Fang Luo in front of him was like a bottomless pit, and his body contained infinite hopes and surprises, even if you look at him as a person, you may not be able to see anything, but after getting along, you will find the unique charm of Fang Luo.

This kind of feeling, Pan Hua has never brought to Han Shihui, and the northern dragon has not brought it to Han Shihui.

There is only one person who brings this feeling to Han Shihui.

Fang Luo.

Han Shihui was waiting, waiting for Fang Luo's personal reply. Waiting for Fang Luo, he chose to continue to hold this hand, or let go of his hand.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

The pedestrians around him walked over several times, Fang Luo did not react excessively, did not hold Han Shihui's hand, but did not shake it off, Han Shihui was still waiting for Fang Luo's reply as time passed by second.

Han Shihui's expression was still very calm, her expression did not make any waves, and she still had her own arrogance at this time.

Suddenly, the broad palm of his hand grabbed his small hand.

Han Shihui's heart smiled!