Chapter Fifty-Eight: Reunion, Encountering Again is as if it were the first time we met
Yan Qingcheng kissed the girl who had just walked into the hotel a little roughly, as if there was no one around.
The soft touch of the girl's lips made him completely lose himself.
He didn't know why his body suddenly lost control, but he just wanted to.
The girl didn't seem to resist, but let Yan Qingcheng do whatever she wanted.
The two just stood in the doorway, kissing fiercely.
The entire main entrance of the hotel is nearly 100 meters long, but their location becomes the only focal point.
There were exclamations from the surrounding crowd, which made Yan Qingcheng recover a little.
He raised his head and looked at the girl in his arms with a confused look.
The girl's black hair was like a cloud, and a strand of sideburns on her forehead was tied with a broken black ribbon, and a bright red flower was tattooed on the ribbon, which was thrillingly beautiful.
This kind of costume is very familiar, and Yan Qingcheng is very impressed.
Did you kiss the girl in your arms just now? He blinked.
The girl's plain gaze fell on Yan Qingcheng's eyes, as if she wanted to see through his soul, but she had no emotion at all.
The two looked at each other for a moment, and Yan Qingcheng gradually returned to his soul.
I don't think I've done something terrible......
"Die, die, die! What did I just do!! He roared wildly in his head, and the girl's gaze finally cleared him completely.
"Why do you suddenly do such a thing in public! Who controlled my body, how could I possibly molest women! Isn't this the mysterious girl I've been thinking about?,Doing this kind of thing will be disgusted to the extreme.,No,Being disliked is already the best result!! ”
Yan Qingcheng was on the verge of collapse, and he was about to mess everything up.
Applause.
Scattered applause rang out.
The applause gradually spread, and in less than ten seconds, the entire hotel lobby was filled with applause.
Yan Qingcheng turned his head to look around with difficulty, and the staff and guests at the door of the hotel were looking at them with envious eyes, and they did not hesitate to offer their warmest applause.
The welcome lady who received Yan Qingcheng before reacted the most violently, she was already in tears, and she couldn't cry when she watched the two of them.
Everyone was moved, but why did it become like this?
Yan Qingcheng felt a pair of small hands grasping his shoulders, slowly sliding down his arms, and finally held his hands.
Cold but soft, he was extremely reassured.
The girl in her arms expressed her closeness to him.
No wonder the people around them started applauding in unison, they regarded Yan Qingcheng and the girl as a couple who had reunited after a long absence.
Being able to express the most enthusiastic love under the spotlight and express the deepest lovesickness with fierce kisses is worthy of applause from everyone present.
"Too ...... I'm so moved......" The weeping welcome lady said intermittently, "I'm so moved...... You must be ...... ...... happiest people in the world"
Yan Qingcheng didn't know why the girl would help him out, even if the two had a relationship before, but he had changed his appearance, and it was impossible for the girl to recognize him.
But now is a good time to get out of here, and you have to leave while everyone is still moving.
Yan Qingcheng adjusted his breathing, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he explained to the welcome lady, "My friend has arrived, tell me where the party venue is, and we will go by ourselves." ”
He made a "you know" expression, implying that Miss Welcome had some private things to talk about with the girl, and it was not convenient for someone to follow.
"You...... You go inside from this side...... Walk through the inner courtyard...... Then turn right...... The largest golden auditorium...... It's the ...... of the charity gala. The host ...... venue did not ask Yan Qingcheng to show the invitation card again, but did not hesitate to tell him the specific location, "What if...... If you can't find your way...... There are waiters everywhere in the hotel...... They will take you ...... ...... to get there"
"Thank you." Yan Qingcheng smiled like a gentleman, nodded to the welcome lady, and then took the girl's hand and walked away quickly.
"Oh my God, it's so romantic!"
After Yan Qingcheng left, the welcome ladies at the main entrance of the hotel chattered and discussed the scene just now.
"It's so romantic! Your vision is so bad, how can you treat such an excellent man as a tabloid reporter? ”
"It's me who has lost his eyes, he's really handsome, he's the best man in the world."
"Dedicated men are the most attractive."
"That's it."
"By the way, which of you saw the lady's face?"
"I didn't."
"Neither do I."
"Strange, I didn't see it clearly, how did you do it?"
"Nymphomaniacs, patronize and watch men."
"Aren't you too?"
"Okay, okay, there's another guest here, if you have anything to say, we'll talk after work." A sharp-eyed person noticed a visitor outside the hotel and hurriedly alerted his companion.
So the hostesses returned to work, but everyone had starry eyes, and what had just happened was so unforgettable that it could be used as a conversation for a long time.
Yan Qingcheng brushed aside the willow branches hanging in the air to prevent them from messing with the girl's hair.
In the city, all the floor has been replaced with steel floors, there is not a trace of dirt, and there are almost no plants in sight; But the courtyard of the Galaxy Hotel is filled with the breath of nature, a clear stream with the crisp sound of water, flowing down the cobblestone river into the distance, and the dense weeping willows on both sides of the road are still verdant in such low temperatures.
Yan Qingcheng and the girl walked slowly through the willows along the solid wooden path, and it seemed that they were not guests who had come to attend the charity gala, but young couples walking in the wilderness.
The girl is still wearing a white dress, but it is a little thicker than the last time, and the decoration of the skirt is also a lot more gorgeous.
More than half a year ago, this scene was staged, Yan Qingcheng thought.
The beautiful maple forest, the fairytale-like maple lane, was also walked hand in hand by him and her.
Time flies, and you can't go back to the past.
But the encounter again was like the first time we met.
The most beautiful thing is not the scenery, but having you by your side.
Yan Qingcheng's heart was full of doubts, he wanted to know the reason why the girl helped him out, but saying something inappropriate at such a time would completely ruin the wonderful atmosphere.
So it's better to wait, at least until the road comes to an end.
The breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness, Yan Qingcheng held the girl's hand a little tighter, pulled him closer to him, and used his body to block the cold wind.
Wearing a dress in this kind of weather, even if it is for the party, is a little thinner.
Although it's romantic to warm up with your body, and the girl has no intention of resisting, it's a bit inappropriate to do so.
So I can only block the wind.
At the end of the trail, Yan Qingcheng lowered his eyes and turned his head slightly sideways to look at the girl beside him.
"What's your name?" His tone was gentle, gentle.
The girl was expressionless, and replied in an inaudible voice:
"Death."