One sentence I will wait to disturb Yang Molly's mind completely.

She didn't know how she spent the rest of the process.

At the end of the day, when Jo yuluo offered to send her back, she got on the bus with a silly head.

Passing by the busy city, Yang Moli's confused brain is attracted by the lights on the street, and she doesn't know how to go skating.

Asked casually: "did you skate over the roller skating?"

"No," he shrugged

When Yang Molly heard this, she was happy. "Stop, I'll take you there."

The ice rink is her home court. Today, she abused him.

As a result, Yang Moli immediately regretted after she put on the equipment in the field. It seems that she didn't play it before. It's called a slide. Anyway, she played it for many years like a novice.

"Come on." As she stood still, Jo yuluo reached over.

Her hands, which naturally fell on both sides of her body, curled up a little, and she hesitated.

But some people didn't give her a chance to hesitate at all. They slid forward and naturally took her hand and slid towards the center.

His wrist seemed to be wrapped with a layer of safety protection, and her heart was also tightly protected.

Two people free flying, like the eagle of heaven, unconsciously broke the previous get along with the dull and awkward.

It was three hours after they came out of the restaurant, they were so tired that they found a restaurant to sit down and ordered some nights to eat.

This time, the relationship is much more harmonious than before. Yang Molly's forthright character calls for a few bottles of wine from the waiter. Even when she eats and drinks, she is unconsciously drunk.

At the end of the day, it developed into a short chat between Yang Moli and Qiao yuluo.

"Qiao yuluo, you tell me that it's your honor to know me. I can take you to play in the whole Cloud City and eat in the whole Cloud City!"

Drunk, she leaned against Joe yuluo's arms and said vaguely.

A pair of penetrating black eyes fell on her ruddy face, lips slightly raised, voice magnetic good: "you drink too much, I will send you back."

"No, I won't go back, let's continue to drink... She really drank too much, her tongue was tied.

Eyes with a full of doting, long arm a fish, she picked up.

Even if nestled in his solid arms, Yang Moli's mouth was still humming and hawing, and she didn't know what to say.

Deep eyes narrowed slightly, crammed her into the back seat, just about to get up and close the door to send her back, but the collar was tightly pulled by her two small hands.

And the heat of her wine was all over his face. "Joe yuluo..."

she called his name.

The distance between the two people is very close, almost close. Her voice calling his name is soft and cute, light and floating, which is hard to describe.

The eyes were a little heavy, the muscles of the whole body were tightening unconsciously, and the dark eyes crossed her lips like peaches. He slipped his Adam's apple and said in a muffled voice, "huh?"

"Do you really like me?"

Drunk eyes hazy, she touched his cheek, that smile filled expression also don't know is really drunk or pretend to be drunk.

Her fingers seemed to be stained with fire, which caused a shiver when she scratched his cheek. Even if she had the best endurance, she could not help it.

The Adam's apple slipped hard. He grabbed her restless little hand, sat in the car next second, closed the door firmly, and then the heavy gasping sound sounded in the car... B