"It's a very special store anyway, and you'll be pleasantly surprised."

Sikong was delusional about his excellent idea, and he couldn't help but praise himself in his heart.

It was just perfect.

Ling Xu saw that he was mysterious, and he didn't say anything, holding his hand, the two took the elevator and went to the sixteenth floor.

They came to a restaurant without a name, and on the big sign, two words were written, restaurant.

Ling Xu was stunned, the shop he was looking for was really very rough and simple.

As soon as the two of them passed, a manager greeted them and personally led the two of them into the restaurant.

Passed through a door...... It's pitch black.

Bang!

The manager turned on the flashlight in front and whispered, "Please come with me, two of you." ”

Ling Xu looked at Sikong Delirium on the side in amazement.

"Isn't it a big surprise?"

Sikong looked at her with this expression, quite proud.

"Huh...... Hehe......"

Ling Xuxu smiled silently, holding Sikong Delusion's hand, and the two continued to walk forward.

This kind of pitch black inside the shop...... Surprise? Inexistent.

Under the faint glow of the manager's flashlight, the two gradually came to a table.

"You two may be seated."

The light of the manager's flashlight, shining on the table.

Sikong Yu helped Ling Xuxu pull out the chair, and after she sat down, he sat back on the opposite side.

Under the light of the flashlight, Ling Xuxu saw that the table was covered with delicate tablecloths.

The strange thing is that there is no cutlery on this table.

"Enjoy this meal, both of you!"

The manager smiled and left with his flashlight.

Darkness and silence.

Ling Xuxu: ......

"Don't you think it's romantic?"

Sikong was on the table, found her little hand, her hand, covered her hand.

Ling Xuxu: ......

It's not that there is some misunderstanding about romance.

This dark place where you can't see your fingers is a romantic ghost.

They are at home, hiding under the covers, and this is also the effect.

"I searched for a long time before I found this place, do you like it?"

Sikong Yu leaned forward and asked in a low voice.

The table was small, and when Sikong leaned over, the two of them smelled each other's breaths.

Although he couldn't see clearly, Ling Xuxu could feel the scorching breath he breathed out.

When I brushed it, my face was red and a little hot.

She was just about to retreat to the back, but was held down by Sikong Delirium again.

Ling Xuxu closed his eyes.

Sikong Delirium's fingers gently rubbed over her face, and finally landed a kiss on her lips.

With just an understatement of the kiss, Sikong Delirium let go of his hand and sat down again.

Ling Xu's face was red, and his heart was fluttering violently.

Sikong Delirium's low and mellow voice, with a hint of bewitchment, came over again.

"Romantic?"

He asked again.

Accompanied by the sound of his own fierce heartbeat, Ling Xuxu nodded.

"Romantic."

She replied.

In fact, sometimes, romance doesn't come from a certain scene at all.

It comes more from one of your senses, one of your moods, and the people who gave you that sensory mood.

Sikong Delirium didn't speak, and his eyebrows fluttered in the dark.

Soon, in the darkness, a waiter came with a tray.

They put things on the table, all the same.

"Honored guests, do you choose to wash your hands or wear gloves?"

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Poof, do you guys think it's romantic? Hahaha~