The dark red liquid swayed in the transparent goblet, giving off an alluring taste, and the feelings of boys and girls under the stars were like a romantic serenade.

Except for the scenical system beep, everything is almost perfect.

Ares's little fox reminded Shu Ange of the story of the little prince and the fox, and a faint sadness arose in his heart.

"If you want to hear a story, let me tell you the story of a little prince and a fox."

"Let's talk about it."

Shu Ange turned around and crouched on the railing, and Ares followed her.

The cool night breeze blew on her bare shoulder blades, and Shu Ange sneezed, and Ares unbuttoned his coat and thoughtfully draped it over her.

The faint scent of laurel enveloped Shu Ange, she pulled her clothes, looked at the stars in the sky and began to tell the story: "Once upon a time there was a little prince who lived on a planet called B612......"

Shu Ange's voice was beautiful, like a nightingale, and Ares listened attentively, his fingers wrapped around her seaweed-like hair.

Soon, the story was over, and Shu Ange's eyes fell on the grass under the moonlight, and the crystal dew on it was like crystal and like tears in the night.

"Ares, do you like roses?"

Shu Ange still couldn't help but ask this question, the tamed little fox only had the color of wheat left, and the little prince only had roses in his heart.

So how long can Ares's liking for her last?

Ares put the empty wine glass on the flower stand on the balcony in his hand, reached out and took Shu Ange into his arms, lowered his head and buried his face in her neck.

His breathing, blowing Shu Ange's itching, made her can't help but push him out.

"There were no roses, only a cunning little fox that stole my heart, no roses, no tulips, no lilies, no princesses, just a stupid fox."

"You're the stupid fox."

In the face of Ares's ridicule, Shu Ange's angry retort caused Ares to chuckle.

She reached out to tickle Ares, but he grabbed her hand and pressed it against the railing.

The two of them were close to each other, Shu Ange could feel the heat from Ares, he was like a sun, so brilliant and dazzling day and night.

In Ares's eyes, there were no stars or moons, only Shu Ange, and the heartbeats of the two slowly coincided.

This is a very suitable kissing scene, and just as Ares is about to lean down, the sudden sound of footsteps makes him hide Shu Ange in his arms.

The young man and woman who staggered and laughed to the balcony, when they saw Ares's gloomy face, woke up half of their wine and apologized, and then fled as if they were flying.

After the person left, Shu Ange struggled from Ares's arms to reveal his head, and his little face was red.

"The party is almost over, do you want to go home?"

"Go home."

Ares made a pun and looked at Shu Ange meaningfully, she pretended to be puzzled and wanted to return the coat to Ares but he refused.

"Others will misunderstand when they see it."

Ares took Shu Ange's hand and walked out with her: "So, it's not a misunderstanding." ”

The story of the little prince and the fox made Ares vaguely feel the uncertainty in Shu Ange's heart. He originally wanted to make the relationship between the two public after everything was taken care of.

But looking at it now, since he has determined that she is his future princess, what is he afraid of if he makes it public earlier.

He believed that he could protect Shu Ange and not let her be harmed.

What does it feel like to be in the limelight?

When Ares took Shu Ange's hand, and she was still covered in his clothes, and the two of them passed by the surprised gazes of many guests together, she felt like she was walking on clouds.