Maybe it's because it's still in the off-season for tourism, and at this time, there aren't many people by the river, Zheng Xichen and Quan Ye walked side by side on the riverbank, and the street lamps stretched their backs very long.

Zheng Xichen looked at all this, and suddenly had to have a feeling that the years were quiet.

There was a sound of music in the distance, Zheng Xichen listened to it for a while, and found that it was a song she had heard in the restaurant, but it was a little different, she couldn't help but feel happy, and said to Quan Ye: "Listen, it's the blue Danube." ”

Her eyes were moist, as if they were more sparkling than the Danube in the moonlight, and Quan Ye felt as if she was tempted, and slowly lowered her head and kissed it.

Zheng Xichen was so surprised that she let out an "ah", a pair of sparkling eyes that seemed to Quan Ye stared at Quan Ye, but soon she couldn't make a sound, the world suddenly fell silent in her eyes, and even the sound of the sparkling water of the Danube River could not be heard, and there was only this dreamlike man in front of her.

Quan Ye slowly stretched out his hand and hugged Zheng Xichen tightly in his arms with a solid arm, his face, which had always been expressionless and cold, was a little more impatient, but his handsome face was more solemn and serious, as if he was not kissing his lover, but participating in an extremely important business meeting.

However, the movements on his mouth are indeed passionate and passionate, and his kissing skills are not particularly skillful, but the combination of devotion and passion, ice and fire, is very evident in his body.

They stood under the white arch frame of the river embankment, with a musical bell tied with a white drawstring above their heads, and the towering exotic cathedral in the background, and the Danube River, which sparkled in the moonlight, had a romantic atmosphere for a couple's date.

From time to time, some young couples walked past them, talking in a language that Zheng Xichen was not familiar with, but those Zheng Xichen didn't have the heart to care.

After a long time, when Zheng Xichen felt as if he was about to lose his breath and was slightly tight, Quan Ye let go of her.

Zheng Xichen's whole person was dizzy, and she seemed to be a little unable to react, she looked at Quan Ye in a daze, her eyes were full of shining stars, like a gem that had been polished many times, warm and shiny, and it looked very gratifying.

Quan Ye seems to have calmed down now, the impatience on her face has gradually disappeared, the heat in her eyes is gone, and she has returned to her usual cold expression, as if the kiss that almost suffocated Zheng Xichen just now was her own hallucination.

It's just that Quan Ye's usually ancient eyes look even darker under the moonlight, as if a sea of storms and rain can't blow a trace of waves, it looks bottomless, and with his own solemn and cold temperament.

It only makes people feel that the lonely light shines on itself, and the liver and gallbladder are ice and snow.

Zheng Xichen looked at Quan Ye in a daze, completely forgetting his current situation, and involuntarily remembered the sentence he had learned in Chinese class.

"You ......" Zheng Xichen wanted to ask Quan Ye why he kissed her suddenly, but he didn't know if it was affected by the atmosphere, and he muttered speechless.

Strange, why is my heart beating so fast???

Calm down, Zheng Xichen, don't be fooled by beauty, the person he likes in Quan Ye is not you!!

Zheng Xichen was silent on the surface, but he was roaring wildly in his heart.

At this time, Quan Ye suddenly spoke, only to hear him say calmly in a cold voice that seemed to be soaked in glacial water:

"Thou silvery stream,

Wherever you go, you always teach people to be full of joy------

Your beautiful riverbank is full of joy

Far away in the Black Forest,

You rush into the sea,

Bring blessings to all things. ”

Zheng Xichen was completely stupid, she was completely speechless, she only had a scene in her mind of Quan Ye's calm face reciting poetry in her ear, obviously in the same cold tone as usual, but she forcibly heard a touch of tenderness, as if a lover's whisper in her ear.

Her face suddenly burned, and she lowered her head as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything.

Of course, she really couldn't say anything, her mind was full of paste, only the man in front of her, where did she remember what night it was, and where it was now.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do?

Xu saw that Zheng Xichen had been in a daze for too long, Quan Ye took the initiative to come up, grabbed Zheng Xichen's hand, and said casually: "Let's go." ”

It seems that he is not the one who just kissed Zheng Xichen and recited poems to make Zheng Xichen uneasy.

It can be said that it is very outrageous!

Zheng Xichen was obediently held by Quan Ye's hand and walked forward, Quan Ye's powerful big hand covered her white and tender little hand, which looked unusually intimate.

Zheng Xichen hesitated, moved his not very sober head, and said in a trance: "That's ......"

Quan Ye took a few steps forward, and when he heard Zheng Xichen's murmuring, his body stiffened slightly, but he quickly returned to normal, and replied casually: "Lyrics." ”

Zheng Xichen sighed in his heart, what?

Kwon Ye continued to say with a calm expression: "The lyrics of the Blue Danube. ”

Oh...... Somehow, Zheng Xichen loosened her shoulders when she heard this, and seemed to be relieved, but soon she was a little melancholy, just the lyrics......

So, on the way back, Quan Ye didn't speak as always, and Zheng Xichen, who was probably frightened by the kiss just now, didn't speak, the two were relatively speechless, and a wonderful emotion quietly happened from them and spread, but now neither of them realized it.

On the river embankment, Quan Ye has been holding Zheng Xichen's hand, the night wind is a little cold, but Zheng Xichen can't feel it at all, she only feels that Quan Ye's big hand holding her is unusually strong and calm, and the palm of the hand is warm, just like Quan Ye, the person who occasionally shows concern for people under the appearance of the iceberg.

Zheng Xichen thought with some annoyance, hey, sure enough, the warmth that Brother Ku occasionally revealed is the most irresistible.

When he was about to walk to the hotel by the river, Quan Ye let go of Zheng Xichen's hand and walked straight towards the hotel door.

Quan Ye had already walked up the steps at this time, and the light projection of the hotel made his back look very majestic and distant, Zheng Xichen looked at such Quan Ye, and suddenly felt that the distance between the two was very far away, like a moat, she suddenly breathed a sigh, looking at Quan Ye's departing back speechless.

Fortunately, Quan Ye felt that the person behind him didn't seem to be keeping up, and suddenly stopped, he turned his head, and the backlight made his already handsome face that was not like a mortal look even more mysterious, he looked at Zheng Xichen calmly, raised his eyebrows, and seemed to signal her to come over.

And Zheng Xichen was still stunned, Quan Ye frowned, realizing that Zheng Xichen was stunned a little too many times tonight, could it be because I kissed her?

The president, who was suddenly in a better mood, saw this, and suddenly there were a lot of adults who didn't care about Zheng Xichen being in a daze for so long, so the current situation has become two people, one standing on the steps and looking at the other person in a daze.

If Quan Ye's assistant was here, I'm afraid my jaw would drop in shock, you must know that Quan Ye especially hates others for wasting his time, but now he is just waiting patiently, without the slightest impatience.

Quan Ye stood on the steps, and after a long time, he stretched out a hand to Zheng Xichen against the light as if inviting her: "Zheng Xichen, I'll take you to the museum tomorrow, hurry up." ”

Zheng Xichen was a little surprised, she hesitated and took the initiative to put her hand into Quan Ye's palm, thinking that this was a trip to go.

Quan Ye held Zheng Xichen's palm again and pulled her into the hotel, this time not letting go.

When they returned to the hotel and walked into the booked room, Quan Ye let go, Zheng Xichen still didn't ease up, what happened tonight was a little beyond her comprehension, Quan Ye kissed her, and read love poems to her, although she knew that it was actually the lyrics, but Quan Ye continued to hold her hand in front of others, they used to hold hands basically when they went home and there were no outsiders to occasionally hold hands, so how could she be unhappy?

When he entered the room, Quan Ye saw that Zheng Xichen was still in a daze, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly, he pulled the bath towel and put it on Zheng Xichen's head: "Go take a bath and sleep, and leave early tomorrow morning." ”

Zheng Xichen was stuffy under the bath towel, and her eyes instantly darkened, she grabbed the corner of the bath towel hanging down, and was pushed into the bathroom by the president without the slightest resistance.

Tonight's night is like the sound of waterfall water heard across the plank road, and it is like summer thunder, with a little distant shock, Zheng Xichen has a fire burning in his chest, I don't know what's wrong, his heart is pounding.

Strange, am I going to have a heart attack? Why is my heart beating so fast?

She stood under the fluffy head with her eyes closed, letting the water jet fall from her head, as if this could stop her violently beating heartbeat, and the cool water gradually soothed her restless and rushing thoughts, and then smoothed out and unified, leaving the clearest doubt------- Quanye, is there already some like me?

Zheng Xichen is very easy to satisfy, she doesn't ask for the right to love her, as long as she has some likes, it is enough for her to be happy.

Zheng Xichen had an answer in his heart, but he couldn't believe it.

She took a shower quickly, and the water on her body was not completely wiped off before she put on a nightdress and went out.

Zheng Xichen was still carrying water vapor on his body, and there were water droplets in his hair that slid down his white and round scissors onto his thin pajamas, leaving a beautiful water mark.

Quan Ye put down the book in his hand, raised his head and glanced at Zheng Xichen as if he was careless: "I haven't dried my hair." ”