Chapter 420

Song Jiuyue put down the spoon, took a fork and put a fruit into Fu Yan's mouth. Fu Yan was stunned and looked up to see her serious face. I don't know why, it's funny.

"Why are you so serious? Not happy? "

When he said this, he opened his mouth and bit off the fork. Song Jiuyue shook his head and thought too much. He thought this man was very good. How could such a good man be cheated by her.

Fu Yan picked up her eyebrows, got up and squatted, looked at her face seriously, raised her hand and pinched her chin.

Song Jiuyue's face is really small, delicate like a doll, and his skin is white. It's really charming.

"Then why is this all of a sudden?"

birthday should not be happy, how do you feel that she seems to have been greatly wronged in general.

"I just feel so moved, Fu Jin. You are so kind."

Fu Yan's mouth drew. She let her chin go on her hand. Her fingertips stroked her broken hair on her forehead. She bowed her head and gave her a kiss.

"Well, I wish you knew. Don't say it. Eat it. I'll take you to put the Kongming lantern."

Although the table was full of things, there were only four or five pieces in each dish. They were all carefully chopped and the shape was heart-shaped.

Every time song Jiuyue ate one, he felt sweet in his heart, and his mouth rose uncontrollably.

After eating slowly, it was dark outside. Fu Qian stood in front of the French window in a daze. He turned to see song September, and his eyes were bright.

Song September directly into his arms, his back was hit directly on the glass, he was glad that the quality of the glass is OK, otherwise two people really have to turn down from here.

Holding the person in his arms, the palm of his hand caresses her back slowly. Song Jiuyue hugs his waist and looks up to kiss him, but he finds that he is not tall enough. With a frown, he pulls his collar down.

Fu Jin had no choice but to let her toss and feel the warmth from her lips. The corners of her lips were hooked. After a short time of lip contact, he got up and pressed song September's head to keep her away.

Song Jiuyue's body, which he wanted to run up, was directly fixed in its original place by Fu Yan's press. Some people who didn't believe in evil wanted to continue to move forward, but their heads seemed to be under a curse. They couldn't get rid of it. After struggling for a while, they gave up.

She heard a burst of laughter from the top of her head. She was a little depressed. She reached out and took his hand off his head. She turned around and didn't want to talk to the man.

"All right."

Fu Jin pulled the person back, saw the expression of stuffy on her face, stretched out a hand to pinch.

"If you kiss again, I don't want to go out."

Song September's face after a short period of muddle, slightly red, holding his hand.

A trace of evil flashed in Fu Yan's eyes. She lowered her head and sniffed at her neck. She pulled open her clothes and saw the delicate clavicle, sticking out the tip of her tongue and biting in a circle.

Song Jiuyue almost screamed, pushed people away by conditioned reflex, and retreated several meters.

Fu Yan picked her eyebrows, put out her fingertips and stroked her lips, reflecting the ambiguous light scattered from her head. She was as handsome as a vampire.

Song September's heart was beating wildly. Just now, she thought the room was very big. But at this time, the pressure here made her whole body uncomfortable. It was like the air around her was crazy, like a drill in her skin. She felt that she was about to explode, especially her face. The temperature was estimated to be able to scald the eggs.

"Come here."

Fu Jin reaches out his hand and makes a move. Song September feels that this person is more and more like a vampire, a kind of handsome vampire who specializes in sucking women's blood.

Since she didn't come over, Fu Jin had to walk by herself. She stepped over and put her in her arms. Her voice was a little funny.

"I'm afraid I won't eat you."

Finish saying this words, embrace her waist to go downstairs.

Song Jiuyue admitted that he was a little counsellor. At this time, he felt that his heart was pinched by something, and he couldn't breathe at all.

Fu Yan took her to another place, where there were already many people. Then she knew that there was an activity here tonight. The corner of her mouth was hooked, and she squeezed Fu Yan's hand tightly.

People around are putting Kong Mingdeng, but song Jiuyue thinks it's childish. When he sees Fu Jin taking her to buy it, he shakes it.

"No, Fu Jin, it's all children who still put this on."

Fu Yan heard her words, turned to pick eyebrows, pointed to the side, next to a pair of lovers put Kongming lamp, girl petite, height is not one meter six, looking really small, holding Kongming lamp, is going to put it in the sky.

"Other people's girlfriends all have them. Song September, they have them. You should have them too."

Song Jiuyue was stunned and deeply moved. He wanted to tell this person that he didn't need these things, but Fu Yan had already taken her by the hand.

In the place where the Kongming lamp was sold, he asked and found that it was ten yuan a piece, which was very cheap. He bought the Kongming lamp, took out a lighter and lit it. He looked down at Song Jiuyue and wanted to ask her what she wanted. However, he saw that the other party had intuitively closed her eyes, and the corner of his mouth was hooked, and he didn't speak any more.Song Jiuyue just wanted to fly. He felt that there was something missing. He asked Fu Jin to take Kong Mingdeng, but he turned to look for something.

When I got the ink and the brush back.

"Here, don't move."

She carefully wrote the names of song September and Fu Jin on it, and drew a string of hearts beside it. Then she looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction.

"All right, let it go."

Fu Yan's eyes flashed. She lowered her head to kiss her lips and slowly released her hand. Song Jiuyue looked up at something flying higher and higher, feeling numb. She didn't return her borrowed ink and pen until it floated far away.

Fu Yan took her hand and saw those Kongming lamps on her head. With a bend in the end of her eyes, he could clearly see the one that belonged to him and song Jiuyue. It was very stable.

Song September suddenly some understand why he would like Fu Jin, because he can ignore the identity, accompany her to do some ordinary things.

He is Fu Yan, a high-ranking Fu Shao in Los Angeles. He can give her happiness that ordinary people don't have, whether spiritual or material, but he can also put down his position and do these seemingly naive but romantic things for her. He said that other people's girlfriends all have it, which means that he is willing to give her the happiness of ordinary people.

Song September's eyes flashed. She was just a person, but she could feel two different kinds of happiness. How could she not love him.

Fu Ji is a Los Angeles Fu Shao, but she is just an ordinary man in front of her.