Zhuang Yan's face was heavy and silent, but his eyes could not be taken back from Wenqiao.

Wenjo didn't mean to show off, nor did he mean to strike someone who was watching her. He just casually took a cherry and put it into his mouth: "you can eat it too."

Zhuang Yan was so angry that he left his sight.

His sister, however, was on the air all the time, reading it all the time in his ear.

"Fu Shao has fed his little girl friend again."

"Well, it seems that the little girl friend is full and unwilling to eat."

"Fu Shao ate it himself."

"It's like listening to a song with one headset."

"Oh, no, what kind of movie are you watching?"

"In my arms."

"Oh, it's like kissing..."

Zhuang Yan couldn't help but look at the past. Fu Nanli really held people in his arms and kissed him.

Foreign people are warm, and no one will look at their kisses.

Zhuang Yan's chest was blocked badly. He looked at it for two seconds and turned away his sight.

Fu Nanli finally let go of Wenqiao, who looked up at him: "you What are you doing

Fu Nanli wiped the corner of her mouth with his thumb: "there are crumbs."

One of the few shyness in Wenqiao's 19 years of life was all used by Fu Nanli. His ears were a little feverish. He looked around: "in public places."

"It doesn't matter. Couples here often kiss in the street."

Wenjo touched his neck: "yes Is it? "

Zhuang Yan was surprised to meet Wenqiao, but the experience along the way made him feel extremely miserable. Although suffering, he couldn't help following her.

He felt that he was now prone to self abuse.

Three hours' drive to Iceland, they checked into the first floor of the same hotel, the rooms were next door.

Wenjo thought it was a bad thing.

Fu Nanli's face was slightly heavy, and he obviously did not want to see this fate.

The hotel is located on the mountain. The room is the best place to watch the aurora.

In this trip, Zhuang Yan only saw the two men show their love. Wen Qiao, who had never seen such a tender little woman, turned envy into jealousy, which made her heart desolate.

He went back to his room and ignored the two people in Tangquan next door.

Watching the aurora is also a matter of luck. Some people can't see it for more than ten days.

Wenjo, they were lucky to see it that night.

It's unpredictable and brilliant. Wenqiao sat on the carpet in front of the French window and felt extremely shocked. It was a visual feast.

She finally fell asleep and was carried back to her room by Fu Nanli.

Fu Nanli dragged aside the quilt, covered her gently, sat on the edge of the bed and watched her. He reached out and caressed her face, described her facial features, and moved her hand tenderly. Finally, he could not help but bow down and kiss her.

You used to like that boy, and you still have the same fate with him.

The arrangement of fate will also make me feel worried.

When I went back, I finally did not meet Zhuang Yan again. After Wen Qiao realized that Fu Nanli's actions on the train seemed to be intentional.

He is not a person who likes to show love in public. He is always introverted and restrained. He feeds her and kisses her in public just to declare sovereignty.

When I returned to Haicheng, it was already the 27th lunar month, and there were three days to celebrate the new year.

Fu Nanli sat in the car and tightened the collar for her: "I will go to Yuannan mansion to have dinner with the old lady on New Year's Eve, but I won't accompany you."

Wenqiao quickly nodded: "well, it's more important for you to accompany your family."

"I'll come to you after dinner."

"Well, I'll wait for you."