Song Xixi blinked his eyes and smiled: "Tang Zhihuan, you don't seem to have said the sentence "I like you" very formally. ”

Tang Zhihuan's eyes were deep, and his big hand covered her eyes: "Song Xixi, don't get an inch." ”

"Tang Zhihuan, I like you!"

"Song Xixi likes Tang Zhihuan very much!"

"Song Xixi in this life, if it is not Tang Zhihuan, he will not marry!"

Tang Zhihuan put one hand in his pocket and let her mess around.

"Tang Zhihuan, do you like Song Xixi?"

He couldn't remember how many times Song Xixi asked this sentence, and he never answered it positively.

"I like Song Xixi."

Song Xixi smiled happily, like a three-year-old child getting his beloved candy, a ten-year-old child getting praise from a teacher, and a twenty-year-old girl confessing to her favorite man.

"I want to eat a cone."

"Okay."

"I want to eat matcha-flavored."

"Hmm."

Tang Zhihuan casually responded to Song Xixi and took her to the shop where the cone was bought.

"I want a chocolate-flavored cone." Song Xixi struggled for a long time, but still felt that eating chocolate tasted.

"Do you need it, sir?" The saleswoman asked Tang Zhihuan with a smile.

"A matcha-flavored cone."

"Okay, wait a minute."

Song Xixi licked the chocolate-flavored cone with satisfaction, and after a while, he stopped and looked at the man next to him.

"I'd like to try the matcha flavor."

Tang Zhihuan was eating with a cone, and naturally handed it to her mouth: "Hmm." ”

Although Song Xixi had secretly eaten Tang Zhihuan's cone many times before, this was the first time that he had eaten it directly, and he was suddenly a little embarrassed.

"Don't you dislike me?"

Tang Zhihuan took a bite of the cone, and his tone was light: "I used to steal my ice cream, why aren't you afraid that I will dislike it?" ”

Song Xixi took a huge bite, Bing's teeth hurt, and he glared at the man next to him fiercely.

She doesn't want to lose face!

**

After watching the movie in the evening, the wind on the riverside was very cool, and Tang Zhihuan held Song Xixi's hand tightly.

He is very fortunate to have Song Xixi ten years later.

The street lights in the alley in front of the rental house were broken, and it was dark and couldn't be seen clearly.

Song Xixi tightened Tang Zhihuan's hand, although she is not afraid of the dark, but she also has to cooperate with such a romantic atmosphere!

Tang Zhihuan stretched out his hand and hugged Song Xixi in his arms, and took a few steps forward with her.

Then suddenly the direction was repeated, and Song Xixi chuckled.

This scene is inexplicably familiar, she can count her heartbeat, a little fast, and a little chaotic.

The corners of his lips hurt slightly, Song Xixi closed his eyes and concentrated on cooperating with Tang Zhihuan.

When the kiss was deep, a "buzz" was suddenly heard, and all the black street lights suddenly turned on.

"Damn—" A murky dialect and a jumbled laugh.

Tang Zhihuan's body stiffened, and he hurriedly let go of Song Xixi and protected him in his arms.

Not far away were some line maintenance workers, looking at them and laughing.

"Well, I'm sorry, we regularly inspect the street light circuit, and now it's done......"

“……”

Song Xixi laughed all the way until she entered the rented room, still bending over and laughing.

Tang Zhihuan's face was not ordinarily ugly.

She still has to go up to provoke without fear of death: "Oh, it's okay, who hasn't had an impulsive time?" ”

"Uncles are all from the past, so they won't care......"

Before he finished speaking, Song Xixi was once again blocked by Tang Zhihuan on the door panel, sealing the chattering mouth.

Tang Zhihuan sighed in annoyance, which tendon he had just made the wrong one.

It's just that in the subconscious, an ambiguous picture emerges.

In a small alley without lights, kissed Song Xixi deeply......