Huo Licheng's words echoed quietly in Cheng Cheng's ears. After a long time, she realized the deep meaning of his words, and an unstoppable sweetness emerged in her heart.
future…
These two words mean endless beauty to people who are in love.
If you want to be with someone, you will think about the word future.
In the breeze of Paris, Cheng Cheng felt a little drunk...
Back at the hotel, I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the lights below. It was quiet and comfortable. Because I had slept too much before, Cheng Cheng was not sleepy at all.
The light in the room became softer at some point. Huo Licheng walked up to Cheng Cheng with two glasses of red wine and handed one glass to her.
Cheng Cheng is not a person who likes drinking, nor is he a person who likes wine tasting. Now, when he has something to do, he drinks some red wine because of the person in front of him.
The cups collided with each other, making a soft sound. Cheng Cheng took a sip from the wine glass that was bigger than her face.
Huo Licheng reached out and rubbed Cheng Cheng's short, ear-length hair, and smiled: "Cheng Cheng, let your hair grow longer."
"Huh? You don't like short hair?"
"No, I just want to see how your long hair looks."
He likes Cheng Cheng with short hair, and he also likes Cheng Cheng with long hair.
Huo Licheng put down the red wine glass and turned on the stereo. Soothing and melodious music came from inside. Huo Licheng straightened his collar and extended his hand to Cheng Cheng elegantly: "Miss Cheng, how about dancing to a song?"
Cheng Cheng blinked at him, his cheeks flushed, and he naturally put down the wine glass in his hand, and put his little hand into Huo Licheng's. She still stepped on his instep, and he still held her tightly. The waist dances gracefully in the sound of such melodious music.
Through the dim light, Cheng Cheng could see his own small reflection in Huo Licheng's eyes.
Cheng Cheng had never felt that he was beautiful, but now in Huo Licheng's eyes, his little self seemed to be extremely beautiful.
There are thousands of kinds of beauty in this world, but the most beautiful is me in your eyes.
The corners of Cheng Cheng's mouth slowly rose, and she suddenly threw herself into Huo Licheng's arms. She liked him... she really liked him so much.
How to describe it
Cheng Cheng has never had this feeling since he was a child. He wants to make delicious food for him, wants to see him looking at him, wants to see him in the corner of his eyes, wants to give him his best and truest side of him showed up in front of him.
"Huo Licheng!"
Calling his name softly, Cheng Cheng paused for a long time: "I like you so much."
Confession is to speak out from the mouth, and confession is also to speak from the bottom of the heart.
Huo Licheng's dance steps suddenly became stiff, and his body was slightly stiff. Just now on the Eiffel Tower, he coaxed her to say "Jet'aime" to him. Now there was no need to coax, she said to him "I like you so much".
Extreme pleasure filled Huo Licheng's heart. Cheng Cheng was too simple, and her confession was also very simple. Through her soft voice, Huo Licheng could directly see her heart.
If you like this little girl, you just like her.
The smile at the corner of his mouth could no longer be stopped, and the blood in his heart was boiling. Huo Licheng felt that his whole body was filled with a heat wave. The unstoppable heat wave, any rational thoughts, restraint and courtesy, were all thrown away by him. Arrived beyond the clouds.
Huo Licheng grabbed Cheng Cheng's waist, lifted her chin with his other hand, and kissed her deeply.