Yin Shaojian hugged her, so that the two were so close that there was no gap. ,: 。

He said, "Because didn't you write?" I live a long life, so if I write a white head and grow old together, then you will also live a long life, right? Isn't that bad? ”

"I didn't say it was bad!" Mu Xiaoxiao smiled happily.

This time, Han Qiqing couldn't stand it anymore, so he stood on Song Shijun's side, away from the pair of show affection.

"Alright, let's put Krathong!"

There are already a lot of krathongs floating in the river, and the picture is very beautiful.

Several people bent down in unison and put down the lit water lanterns.

Song Shijun said anxiously, "Wait for me, mine hasn't lit up yet!" ”

Han Qiqing looked at him speechlessly, "You're really troublesome!" I'll help you, you can get out of here a little, won't you? ”

As he spoke, Han Qiqing helped him light up the water lantern.

Song Shijun hurriedly put down the water lantern and got together with them.

The six people, gathered together, slowly floated towards the center of the river, just like the six of them, as a collective, and would not separate.

The river is full of krathongs, and there are all kinds of them, which is really beautiful.

Although Mo Xiaomeng had seen it once last night, she was still shocked by such a picture, and in her heart, she loved China again.

She quickly took out her mobile phone and filmed this scene as a souvenir.

So that when she returns to the United States, she will be able to look at these photos and reminisce about this beautiful memory.

Mo Xiaomeng glanced at Ye Sijue beside him, quietly put the phone a little farther away, got closer to him, and then found an angle to take a photo.

At this moment, Nightlord turned his head as if he had noticed.

Mo Xiaomeng didn't have time to retract her hand for a while, and was caught.

She secretly stuck out her tongue, and Ye Sijue looked like the kind of person who didn't like to take pictures, so she secretly took pictures.

"You want to take a picture?" He asked softly.

"Hmm." Mo Xiaomeng saw that he didn't mind, so he nodded and said.

"If you want to shoot, you can shoot it, and it's not that you won't be allowed to shoot." Nightlord smiled at her, and hugged her tightly, allowing the two to lean intimately together.

Mo Xiaomeng hurriedly raised her mobile phone and took a photo.

"One more." Ye Si Jue said, and before she could react, Jun Face leaned closer, and one hand silently pinched her chin, turning her face around.

His thin, good-looking lips stamped her pink little mouth.

Mo Xiaomeng was stunned, but her finger still subconsciously clicked to shoot.

So, this scene was recorded.

When Mo Xiaomeng returned to the United States after a while, she couldn't help but look at this photo every day, missing him.

Song Shijun on the side sighed heavily.

Both sides are abusing dogs, he and Han Qiqing are caught in the middle, it's so pitiful!

He stretched out his hand to hug Han Qiqing and cried, "Qiqing, let's call the police!" ”

"Get out!" Han Qiqing didn't bother to pay attention to him, and pushed his chest open with his elbow.

"Qiqing ......" Who knows, Song Shijun hugged her tighter instead, and rested his head on her shoulder.

Han Qiqing glanced at him, "What are you doing?" ”

"I think that at this time, the two of us should be in a group and resist the two of them!" Song Shijun said with a righteous and awe-inspiring look.

Han Qiqing, "...... Believe it or not, I'm kicking you into the river. ”

Song Shijun still believed that she would do it, and nodded.