The balloons with a pink shimmer of light were patched together into a peach heart and slowly soared from the ground in an orderly manner, and the fireworks burned brilliantly along Xi Moran's circle, he struggled to get up from the inflatable mattress, and took the big horn handed by Yang Hui, "Luoluo, there is a special balloon among these balloons in the sky, can you help me keep it?"

The brows gradually relaxed, and Nian Luoluo glanced at Xi Moran, who was standing on the ground, raised his eyes to look directly at the balloon that was slowly rising into the air, and grabbed the balloon with the words "I am special", and couldn't help grinning.

"Wow, that's amazing, hit in one fell swoop. Xi Moran gently tugged at the rope in his hand, "Look, this balloon starts from me and ends in your hands, our fate is pulled by this thin line, so give me another chance, let me start again, and go to your heart from here." He quickly jumped off the inflatable mattress and ran upstairs without thinking.

There was irrepressible happiness flashing in his eyes, and Nian Luoluo tightly pulled the thread that Xi Mo had loosened, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a sweet smile.

"Miss Nianluoluo, shouldn't you rush to Xi Moran now, what are you reserved?" Yang Hui roared loudly.

Fine and dense beads of sweat filled Xi Moran's forehead little by little, let the sweat flow quietly on his back, panting and running to the rooftop, his face rose a layer of blush after his eyes met, he slowed down and moved over, a pair of big eyes blinked, swallowed deeply, seemed to have calmed down, and smiled at her shyly" Luoluo, that kind of luxurious romance I can't give now, but I believe that after my efforts you can give you what you want, I was wrong before, I shouldn't ask your behavior with my living habits and consumption concept, I haven't thought from your point of view, originally we were in a different environment from childhood to adulthood, I should respect your original lifestyle, I was wrong, Luoluo, give me another chance. He stared into her eyes with affection, surrounded by love.

The soft light fell on his affectionate face, the handsome face was particularly distinct, making people unable to take their eyes off, Nianluo's cheeks burned with a bright flush, his eyebrows appeared lighter, his eyelids were lowered, his long eyelashes were moving gently, his fingers were subconsciously stirring the thread, and the roots of his ears were gradually dyed cherry red.

Xi Moran gently lifted her forehead hair with infinite warmth, looked straight into her eyes, couldn't suppress her heartbeat, and leaned down with red ears.

Nian Luoluo's heart trembled fiercely, and he panicked to avoid the corner of his lips, "Ah, the balloon flew." With a flushed face, he watched the balloon in his hand rise into the air.

Immediately, his cheeks turned red, "It's okay, if you like balloons, there are a lot of them down there." Xi Moran scratched the roots of her reddened ears, her gentle gaze swept over her, and she coughed uncomfortably, "You, you have forgiven me!"

Although the eye contact between the two was only for a very short moment, Nian Luo's face was hot like a fireball, and he turned his face and took a step away with anxiety, "I'm hungry, let's have dinner together!"

Xi Moran had a smile on his face that couldn't be hidden, and followed behind her obediently.

The wind outside the window, whistling and blowing, blew the leaves on the trees all over the ground.

Nian Luoluo lay motionless on the bed, the quilt covered his head tightly, and his eyebrows stared comfortably at the mobile phone screen Xi Moran sent "Good night, my Nian Luoluo, love you Xi Moran." After a long time, the quilt was lifted, and the text was repeatedly edited and deleted, and finally, a brief reply was "um".

Before dawn, the annoying phone rang continuously, and Nian Luoluo opened his lazy eyes and answered the phone.

"Sister Luo, Du Yan's bicycle fell, and he was taken to school by Xi Moran every day, so I stole Xi Moran's bicycle from someone, they will take the bus together, you better deign to accompany him on the bus, he will definitely be very moved, I sent the specific bus information to you WeChat, you can't say anything about love, and it is okay to take action. Yang Hui enthusiastically explained.

Scratching his messy hair and yawning, "You're sick in the head, early in the morning." He hung up the phone in frustration, propped himself up on his elbows, and looked out the window with sleepy eyes.

In the early morning, the street quietly carries the hurried footsteps of passers-by and begins its repeated hustle and bustle.

Nian Luoluo bypassed the driver at the door with his schoolbag on his back, walked straight to the bus stop sign in the distance, looked at the strangers waiting around him impatiently, took off the headphones in annoyance, and the target bus stopped, indifferently looked at the crowd rushing up, hesitated for a moment, and got on the bus with heavy steps.

"If you don't have a card, you can put in your own coins. The orderly on the bus preached.

His eyes suddenly lit up, Xi Moran walked through the crowd and quickly stepped forward and grabbed the hundred yuan that Nian Luoluo was about to invest, neatly put the change into it, and smiled happily, "You, what, how do you take the bus?"

"The driver's car broke down and he couldn't stop the taxi. Nian Luoluo replied indifferently.

Stretched out his hand and gently wrapped her in his arms, resisting the crowding around him, and holding the handrail in front of him tightly, "This bus is very crowded, just drag my clothes to death." ”

Slowly raised his hand and grabbed the clothes on his waist, his heart beating wildly like a deer, Nian Luoluo buried his head deeply, shyly listening to the sound of his even breathing between his noses, and the laughter spread to every cell in his body.

Late at night, all thoughts and memories can be expanded indefinitely, Mi Luo subconsciously moved his numb feet, exhaled deeply, and tried to forget the memories about her, but rewind back and forth in an instant.

His head slammed on the steering wheel with a "tom", Yan Mu rubbed the corners of his forehead painfully, opened his hazy sleepy eyes, and stared at the door of the bar with concern, squatting for three consecutive days but finding nothing.

After a while, the man in the photo walked out of the bar with a beautiful woman in his arms, Yan Mu calmly stepped forward and bumped into the drunk man, quickly stuffed the recording and positioning equipment into the woman's bag, apologized again and again, and resolved the conflict.

After the car they were riding in drove a certain distance, Yan Mu started the engine and drove to the woman's position according to the positioning.

Yan Mu climbed over the high wall of the villa, climbed quickly along the pipe to the second floor, because he had been locked in the room by his grandfather many times, so he practiced the skills of climbing, and glimpsed the pair of men and women kissing through the window, turned his face sideways in shame, grasped the protective railing of the balcony, and jumped down neatly, Worried about the toes to install the camera above the window, the eyes were aimed at the male and female protagonists, turned on the mobile phone to check the video footage taken for a while, the pupils inadvertently shrank slightly, and a shy light flashed at the bottom of the eyes, and immediately locked the mobile phone, climbed over the guardrail, and slid down neatly.