Chapter 1947： Power of the Mu Family (2)

After Lu Yichen went outside, he put one hand freely in his trouser pocket, and looked up at the night scene in front of him.

Decorative small light bulbs depict the road, and a lovely graphic is drawn in the middle of the lawn.

He didn't know what he was thinking.

Or, think about who.

But Han Qiqing knew very well that he was definitely not thinking of her.

She would like to ask, are you thinking of little?

Knowing that Xiaoxiao was gone, he still came to the prom, why?

She couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

Why is this person's mind so difficult to guess.

"Lu Yichen ..." Seeing him drifting away, Han Qiqing paused on his toes and shouted at him.

Lu Yichen seemed to hear it and looked back at her.

Han Qiqing greeted him, stood beside him, and finally couldn't help but asked.

"Yichen, are you thinking of being small?"

His eyes were so deep and dark, as if there was something hidden inside, which made people want to spy.

Lu Yichen didn't speak, just looked at her, but her eyes diverged.

Han Qiqing did not force him.

Just looking at each other like this, she didn't want to talk anymore, and suddenly wanted to let time stay at this moment.

Lu Yichen's thin lips seemed to move. He seemed to speak, but didn't seem to speak.

Han Qiqing always felt that he had spoken, but he didn't understand clearly, so he moved forward a little.

The distance between the two was shortened.

An ambiguous distance.

The next second, Lu Yichen moved back two steps.

Pull away.

A distance that refuses to be ambiguous.

He thinly opened his lips. "I ... I just wanted to come and see."

"Look? What are you looking at?" Han Qiqing looked at him doubtfully.

Lu Yichen lifted his eyes, and the far-sighted eyes looked at the lively ballroom, with a little smile in his eyes.

"I've never been to a ball, and I suddenly wanted to see what it was like."

Han Qiqing felt that he was not telling the truth.

Maybe he wanted to see what the ball was like, but he definitely didn't think so.

Lu Yichen's gaze fell on her face, and she suddenly asked, "Should a foreign Christmas ball look like this?"

Han Qiqing's heart was dull.

Seeing that he was about to look away, she hurriedly called him, "Lu Yichen, can I ask you a question?"

Lu Yichen stopped and wanted to turn.

"You ask."

Han Qiqing pursed his lips and said, "Is there anything that you have always liked since you were young, and you have never changed it? Actually, we all have that kind of thing that I liked when I was a kid, I felt that I would always like it, how long It wo n’t change, but when I grow up, I find that I do n’t seem to like it so much ... do you have this feeling? ”

God, what is she talking about?

She didn't know what she was talking about.

very messy!

Han Qiqing felt embarrassed, and when he wanted to escape, Lu Yichen spoke.

"No," he said softly.

Han Qiqing froze, "No? Nothing?"

Did he answer the front or the back?

Lu Yichen added, "I have never felt this way."

Han Qiqing's expression calmed down.

Unexpectedly, Lu Yichen continued to say, "When I was very young, the first fruit I ate was strawberries. It was my mother who worked in a strawberry shed. The boss gave it. So now, in my memory, strawberries Is the best fruit. "

Han Qiqing didn't understand or understood, eyes fixed on his face.

He said, "From an early age, my mother said I was a particularly stubborn person."