The sun above her head was dazzling, and before she had time to be surprised, the hand around her waist tightened, and the soft and cool lips pressed down.

His face was delicate and perfect, like a mythical archangel, and she saw herself condense into a small black dot in his eyes, which gradually spread out in his rather mocking eyes.

He whispered to her lips, "Stupid, close your eyes." ”

He used to like to let her close her eyes, in fact, that is also an instinct, people often choose to close their eyes when they are emotional or enjoy a certain realm, whether it is a singer who sings like a fascination, or a couple who kisses like glue.

She obediently closed her eyes, feeling his lips gently grinding against hers, and there was a faint smell of tobacco on his body and a man's unique masculine aura, which was a familiar smell to her.

The hand at his side unconsciously encircled his lean waist, and easily let him go on a rampage under the teasing of the tip of his tongue.

There seemed to be a small electric current passing through her head, and it seemed as if many fireworks had exploded, and the sun was shining above her head, and her feet were floating in the void, and she seemed to have lost all her strength in the crook of his powerful arms, and only wanted to let him ask for more.

There are still water stains on the dark asphalt road, and the two figures are reflected on a shallow water surface, with gentle ripples as the water ripples ripple, the sun is suitable, and the tenderness is just right.

I don't know how long it took, she was almost overwhelmed by his kiss, her cheeks flew red clouds, and she breathed in the fresh air with her mouth open helplessly.

He was still holding her, his hand on her waist, and the willow was so thin that he didn't even dare to exert too much effort.

"Didi. "There were cars coming from the front, and they were standing in the middle of the road.

Lu Sheng let go of her, naturally took her hand with one hand, walked to the side of the road and turned sideways to give way to the car.

Roshi hung his head, his feet moving around a little helplessly.

It's not the first time to kiss, but she's ashamed like a little girl who has just started to fall in love, and her heartbeat just now is incredibly fast and can't stop until now.

He turned his head to look at her, and when he saw her biting her lip, looking happy and ashamed, he couldn't help but reach out and rub her face, "Do you want to do it again?"

She didn't answer, and suddenly reached out and pressed it to his chest, which, to her surprise, was beating no slower than hers.

It turned out that he was also nervous.

Lu Sheng grabbed her hand and gently moved it away, as if he didn't want to be discovered by others, "Don't touch it." ”

I have to admit that when I kissed her just now, the feeling was so familiar, so familiar that he subconsciously deepened the kiss, as if he wanted to discover more from it, gain more, there is no doubt that she is special and irreplaceable for him, even if he loses his memory, his limbs still remember her, his feelings still remember her, even if it is forcibly erased love, it will continue to surge out because of holding hands and kissing at a time, uncontrollable, and covering the sky.

"Aren't you hungry?" he squeezed her hand, "and gone." ”

"I want to eat braised noodles. ”

"Well, eat braised noodles. ”

They ate braised noodles in the most lively snack street, steaming mutton soup with fresh and refreshing noodles, and ate a bowl of warm food, with fine beads of sweat on their foreheads.

Halfway through the noodle meal, suddenly the small shop became lively, and a reporter walked in with a microphone, as if recording a street show.

And they were taken by the reporter at a glance, and the combination of handsome men and beautiful women is eye-catching wherever they go.

Rosie still had half a noodle in her mouth, and the microphone in front of her suddenly blocked her and she swallowed the noodles with a swish.

The host smiled and asked, "Can I interview you with a question?"

"Uh......" Roshi thought to himself, is this the rhythm of going to be on TV?

"Are you happy?"

“……”

She is not surnamed Fu, her surname is Luo!

Rohi glanced at the man next to him, he was slowly putting down the bowl, Roshi thought he was going to lose his temper because he was disturbed from eating, but he didn't expect him to give her an unprecedented smile, and then leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, a very light kiss.

Luo Xi blushed suddenly, and couldn't help but mutter, "Happiness." ”

"What is your definition of happiness?" the moderator continued.

Luo Xi looked at the unfinished braised noodles in front of him, and raised his sparkling eyes, "Happiness is that I eat noodles, and then you pay." ”

“……”

Out of the noodle shop, Luo Xi pinched his wallet like a baby, and the expression on his face seemed to take advantage of a big advantage.

"It's just two bowls of noodles, can you be happy like this?" Lu Sheng disdained.

"Of course I'm happy to have someone invite me to dinner, and it's someone I don't know. ”

The reporter is unlucky enough, who is not good to interview, but interviews this foodie.

Lu Sheng shook his head helplessly, and it happened that a phone call came in, and he stepped aside to answer the phone.

Luo Xi was still excited to save money, but recalling the reporter's question, she was also secretly wondering, what is happiness?

Looking at the man standing in front of the car talking on the phone, with his hands in his pockets, leaning on the carriage leisurely, occasionally turning his head to look at her, although there was no expression, that glance was enough to express that he cared about her.

She grinned, maybe this is happiness, because someone is concerned.

Zhou Huiyi pressed the remote control in every boredom, it seemed that no program could reach her satisfaction, the camera turned, it seemed that a group of people were getting together lively, she frowned, quickly changed the channel, and in less than a second, she quickly changed it again.

It was a street interview, which was broadcast every day at noon, and reporters would go out into the streets to interview random people and ask them questions.

Today they entered a small noodle restaurant, and the interview was "Are you happy?"

Of course, Roxi's section was cut off, and now she is interviewing other customers, but behind the middle-aged man, she clearly saw a pair of familiar figures.

They were eating noodles with their heads down, whispering a few times from time to time, and he even thoughtfully handed her a tissue to remind her of the soup stains on the corners of his mouth, his gaze was so gentle, obviously bottomless and dark, but bright and dazzling because of the doting.

"Slut. Zhou Huiyi threw the remote control in her hand at the TV, and the bang frightened Aunt Zhang to poke her head out of the kitchen.

Suddenly shocked, Zhou Huiyi suddenly picked up the glass ashtray on the table, walked to the TV and smashed it hard.

"Miss Zhou, what are you doing?" Aunt Zhang hurriedly rushed out and grabbed Zhou Huiyi's hand, "Why are you smashing the TV." ”

"I'm going to smash this slut to death, shameless, robbing other people's men. Zhou Huiyi's eyes were red, she was trembling with anger, and her eyes were staring at the TV screen.

Aunt Zhang glanced at the TV, and only the host stood at the door of a restaurant and chatted with the audience, how could there be any slut men.

She thought to herself, this woman is really crazy.