The night is as cool as water, and the thin voice in the air is mixed with the girl's domineering tone, like a stone casting a stone on the slightly cool heart lake of Mu Hanchuan, causing layers of waves.

He nodded slightly in agreement, and Shen Qingzi picked up the chopsticks again and began to feast.

Eating too fast, her stomach holding down air, she couldn't help but burp a tactful feast.

Dizzy!

Her image as a goddess is completely ruined!

How could she do such a humiliating thing, Shen Qingzi thought embarrassedly. With a blushing face, she lowered her head suddenly, staring at the ground in a daze, wishing that a hole appeared in the ground at this moment to hide.

After a long time like this, it wasn't until a warm and generous hand shrouded the top of her head that Shen Qingzi slowly raised her head, and immediately sighed at his cold and beautiful face and still clean and elegant posture.

The male god is really still a male god, and even the meals are much more elegant than others.

I was about to ask, but I heard him shake his head helplessly, and said softly, "I can't see that Madame is still a foodie." ”

Well?

Foodie, do you mean her?

"You're a foodie."

She puffed out her mouth, and a pair of round and clear starry eyes looked directly at him, excusing herself seriously.

"It doesn't matter. Even if it's a foodie, I can afford it. ”

The low and charming voice is full of inseparable affection and pampering, and the pair of deep and boundless black pupils in the dark night like an ocean, just one glance is the sinking of a lifetime.

It was nearly ten o'clock after eating, and the couple left the shop and waited for the arrival of the fireworks festival in Shengkai Square early.

As the clock rang at ten o'clock, the noisy and cheerful voices of men and women were heard in the crowd.

Just listen to the loud sound of "bang", and clusters of brilliant fireworks in the dark night sky exploded one after another, like meteors across the sky, instantly lighting up the inky night sky. There are thousands of stars twinkling with the fireworks, and the scenery is beautiful.

The crowd in the square was crowded, and Mu Hanchuan took Shen Qingzi into his arms to avoid the flow of people from breaking the two apart.

Sensing the man's actions at this moment, a touching smile slowly bloomed on Shen Qingzi's elegant face.

She raised her head and quietly made a wish in her heart at the fireworks that would soon disappear in the night sky.

I only wish to hold hands with Qingxiang, and I will not be separated from each other year after year.

.........

The fireworks show lasted for an hour, and at the end of the day, the crowd in the square gradually dispersed, and only a few scattered couples were still being sent back.

The colorful neon lights complemented each other, falling on the two of them piecemeal, stretching their figures very long.

The couple then left the center of the square and walked towards the parking lot, stopping past a slightly elegant flower shop.

There are various unknown bouquets of flowers in front of the store, and the rich fragrance of flowers quickly spreads in the air.

Shen Qingzi's footsteps stopped, she likes flowers, and in the previous life, Mu Hanchuan also collected a lot of strange flowers from all over the country from time to time in order to please her, but at that time she was blinded by lard, and in the end, the relationship between the two became more and more stiff.

As if to see through her thoughts, the cold man strode into the flower shop, and in a short time, a large bunch of bellflower roses in his arms reappeared in her sight. The man's long figure became more and more slender in the dim light, and his cold eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, revealing a bit of cold breath that people should not approach, but he was only a little tender when facing Shen Qingzi.

When handing the flower in his hand to Shen Qingzi, Mu Hanchuan looked at her a little nervously, for fear that she would throw it away as usual.

"The flowers are beautiful, thank you Mr. Mu."