Endless Pampering Only For You

Yin Shao held her close, leaving the two tightly.

He said, "Because you didn't write it? I live a hundred years old, so I write a bald head, and you grow old a hundred years old, right? Right?

"I didn't say bad!" Mu Xiaoxiao smiled very happy.

This time changing to Han Qiqing, I ca n’t stand it anymore, and stood over to Song Shijun, far away from the pair of Xiu Enai luminous body.

"Okay, let's put the water lantern!"

A lot of water lamps have floated in the river, and the picture is very beautiful.

Several of them stooped down and set down the lit water lamp.

Song Shijun said anxiously, "Wait for me, my light is not on yet!"

Han Qiqing looked at him silently, "You're really troublesome! Let me help you, you can get a little bit out of here, isn't it enough?"

Then, Han Qiqing helped him light up the water lamp.

Song Shijun quickly put down the water lamp and got together with them.

The water lanterns of the six people gathered together and slowly floated towards the center of the river. Just like the six of them, they were a group and could not be separated.

The river was flooded with water lamps, all kinds of which were really beautiful.

Although she had seen it once last night, Mo Xiaomeng was shocked by such a picture. In her heart, she loved China again.

She quickly took out her mobile phone and filmed the scene as a memorial.

This way, when she returned to the United States, she could look at these photos and reflect on this wonderful memory.

Mo Xiaomeng glanced at Ye Sijue beside him, quietly moved the phone a little closer, and approached him a little, then took an angle and took the picture.

At this moment, Ye Sijue turned back consciously.

Mo Xiaomeng had no time to retract his hand and was arrested.

She vomited her tongue secretly. Ye Sijue saw that she was the kind of person who didn't like taking pictures, so she secretly took pictures.

"Do you want to take a picture?" He asked softly.

"Um." Mo Xiaomeng nodded when he saw that he didn't mind.

"Shoot it if you want, but don't let you shoot it." Ye Sijue smiled at her, and clasped her in a tight manner, letting the two of them close together.

Mo Xiaomeng quickly lifted up her phone and took a picture.

"Another one," said Ye Sijue, when she didn't respond, Jun's face was close, one hand quietly pinched her chin, and turned her face.

His beautiful thin lips were stamped on her pink toot.

Mo Xiaomeng was shocked, but his finger was still subconsciously filmed.

So this scene was recorded.

After a while, Mo Xiaomeng returned to the United States and couldn't help but look at this photo every day and miss him.

Song Shijun on the side sighed heavily.

Dogs are being tortured on both sides, he and Han Qiqing are caught in the middle, so pathetic!

He reached for Han Qiqing and cried, "Qi Qing, let's call the police!"

"Get out!" Han Qiqing didn't bother to care about him, and pushed his chest with his elbow.

"Qi Qing ..." Who knew, Song Shijun hugged even tighter, and leaned his head on her shoulder.

Han Qiqing gave him a white look, "What are you doing?"

"I feel that at this time, the two of us should be in a group and resist them!" Song Shijun said in a jealous manner.

Han Qiqing, "... believe it or not, I kicked you into the river."

Song Shijun still believed that she could do it, and nodded.