Chu Rong noticed the action of Song Ci and turned his face away with a little embarrassment in his eyes.

To tell the truth, if Song Ci didn't act fast, Chu Rong thought he wanted to kiss again.

Song Ci ran out from the side not supported by Chu Rong's arm, looked at Chu Rong, covered his mouth, and looked at him with a look of inquiry.

"Let's go." Chu Rong pressed down the idea that he wanted to kiss Chu Rong again and nodded.

Knowing that Chu Rong would not kiss her again, Song Ci put down his hand covering his mouth.

Looking at Song ciyan's red lips, Chu Rong raised his hand, pinched the center of his eyebrows, lowered his sight and forced him to feel bitter in his heart.

Because, at the moment, Chu Rong felt that he not only wanted to kiss, but also wanted to do something bad.

Chu Rong despised himself and felt that he was really shameless.

Song Ci won't come of age until next year.

"Let's go." Song Ci had walked forward for several steps. As a result, he just found that Chu Rong didn't catch up, so he turned back and urged.

"Coming." Chu Rong strode forward and walked side by side with Song Ci.

Then, after they turned a corner side by side, they saw a thin boy coming face-to-face with some things in his hand.

Song Ci and Chu Rong didn't know the boy. Naturally, they didn't take it to heart. They walked away, and then the three passed by.

But I don't know if it was the illusion of Song Ci. I always felt that when I just passed by, the boy seemed to stare at her.

But Song Ci thought about it and thought it might be that she was careless.

He glanced back at the thin young man. Song Ci turned back and his face was very smelly.

"What's the matter?!" Chu Rong asked with concern.

Song Ci's face is so smelly that he always feels unhappy.

"Did you find the boy who just walked by?" Song Ci asked casually.

"What's the matter?" Chu Rong looked at it curiously and wondered, "did that man offend you?!"

"No." Song Ci shook his head.

"What's the matter?" Chu Rong was curious.

"Do you think that man is a little tall?" Song Ci said.

Chu Rong recalled for half a second and nodded: "it's really high. Visual inspection should be at least 1.87 meters or more."

Churong finished and found that the face of Song Ci on one side smelled strangely.

Chu Rong felt a little confused.

Why Song Ci's face is so smelly in Phuket.

"One by one, can't you be shorter." Song Ci is really angry. Even if Chu Rong is not tall, wall Dong has to pad his feet to be condescending. If he meets anyone, he is taller than her.

Feel the mood suddenly becomes not wonderful.

If you let Chu Rong know what Song Ci thinks, Chu Rong may have to explain to Song Ci what it means to meet one at random.

But Chu Rong didn't know.

After hearing Song Ci's words and probably understanding why Song Ci's face was so smelly, Chu Rong certainly had to comfort his family.

"I belittle myself. Your height is already high. The average height of boys in China is more than 1.7 meters, and your height of 1.8 meters is already very high." Chu Rong comforted very seriously.

Anyway, when Song Ci saw Chu Rong's serious appearance, he immediately felt that he was in a better mood.

In fact, Song Ci was not a man of heaven and earth. Her face smelled inexplicably. She had ac count in her heart. When she saw Chu Rong's serious comfort, she immediately turned cloudy.

"Are you comforting me?" Song Ci raised his hand to pinch Chu Rong's face and said happily.