Help!Shang Lian Zong was captured by a paper man

The boat is slowing down and is about to arrive at the station.

This time, without waiting for Jiang Luo's reminder, He Ziyan let go of her first.

"Feel sorry."

His hands clasped together anxiously.

Uh... made a mistake again.

Would Luoluo mind?

glance.

The expression seems to be... normal.

Yue Luoluo came out on a date, and he was supposed to take the lead.

But for some reason, he was also the one who was in a hurry and made mistakes repeatedly.

This is different from what I expected!

How did he lose the initiative without knowing it?

Jiang Luo lowered his head, pretending to be stroking his loose hair, and said casually, "Thank you for blocking the water for me."

To be honest, before He Ziyan apologized, she didn't realize what was wrong.

This is the most inappropriate place.

The two were still close together, the gap between their bodies was less than two centimeters, but neither of them spoke.

It's like the loneliness after a carnival, except that the relationship between them is not loneliness, but tacit embarrassment.

Scratching his brow bone, Jiang Luo pushed up his sunglasses again.

Fortunately, she has sunglasses.

Looking back, it was true that having fun was too exciting, and she was too reckless just now, and even forgot to keep a distance.

The thin layer of cloth that was originally used to camouflage the heart was blown away by the wind when the pirate ship took off.

The amusement park is such a magical place.

The boat arrives and the crowd disembarks.

He Ziyan got off the boat first, endured the embarrassment of finding a place to get in, and stopped to give Jiang Luo a hand.

Jiang Luo held his wrist and stepped onto the shore.

Two people mixed in with the tourists who filed out.

"Where are we going next?" Jiang Luo asked after stepping out of the torrent.

"Let me... have a look." He Ziyan was like waking up from a dream.

The schedule in his pocket was wet and the writing was illegible.

"I can't see it." Jiang Luo probed, regretful.

This is a strategy that He Ziyan spent time doing.

He Ziyan came back to his senses, "I remember everything."

Jiang Luo raised his hand: "Let's go!"

The last project, the Ferris wheel.

Sitting in the car, the two faced each other.

Through the glass windows, you can enjoy the city scenery in spring.

There are both modern high-rise buildings and gray and white old-style low buildings. The old and new alternate, blending in the vast daylight.

The horizontal and vertical asphalt roads are full of pedestrians and vehicles in an orderly manner.

The spring tour is huge, big enough to accommodate people from all over the world.

Every day, on every street, tens of thousands of people walk by.

The sea of ​​people is vast, and at this moment, she and him are exactly in this world.

Isn't this a kind of fate?

"In idol dramas, it seems that people ride the Ferris wheel at night to enjoy the night view." Jiang Luo broke the state of speechlessness in one fell swoop.

Such intimate contact did bring her a lot of shock, but she is an actress after all, her emotions come and go quickly.

He Ziyan, on the other hand, has been distracted and thoughtful.

Even through the air, Jiang Luo could feel his nervousness.

So I wanted to say something to adjust the atmosphere.

Even in the Ferris wheel, He Ziyan sat upright, looking like a meticulous man of science and technology.

He explained: "There is a better project tonight, which is..."

"Stop!" Jiang Luo raised his hand to stop it.

When she saw the schedule, she only scanned the first few lines and didn't notice what the evening project was.

She doesn't want to know now.

"Leave me a little surprise." She clasped her hands together and pleaded deliberately as a tease.

He Ziyan sensed what she meant, nodded, paused, and said, "Luoluo, next time... let's ride the Ferris wheel together at night, shall we?"

Turning her face to look out the window, Jiang Luo pinched the edge of her sunglasses, opened her lips, and said in a sweet and soft voice: "Okay."

Today's sky is so blue.
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Barrage in the live broadcast room——

【What the hell?Are these two talking? 】

[Why do you think Jiang Luo became cute when he was by He Ziyan's side?Is it my hallucination? 】

[The one in front is not your hallucination, I think so too!I used to hate Jiang Luo, but now I actually like her a little bit. 】

[Please kill me to cheer them up. 】

[Civil Affairs Bureau!You should learn to walk by yourself! 】

【I disagree!Frost's Descent is king!This is all a joke! 】

[Hold high the banner of Shen Yu Luo Yan!Shen Yuluoyan will never fall!This is not true! 】

……
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The second stop of the date, the art exhibition.

"Chunming Road Primary School Love Charity Art Exhibition." Stopping at the entrance of the exhibition hall, Jiang Luo took off his sunglasses in disbelief and went to see it for himself.

She felt amused, "The painting exhibition...is it a children's painting exhibition?"

He Ziyan: "Yes!"

Pushing back the sunglasses, Jiang Luo strode forward: "Very chic."

I thought it was an incomprehensible modern painting, or a masterpiece with high artistic quality.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a children's bazaar art exhibition.

Unexpected, little surprise.

The two entered the exhibition hall.

The venue is not big, full of parents and children, most of them should be painters, posing for photos next to it.

Most of the children's paintings are imaginative, staring bees with big eyes, sunflowers baring their teeth...

Each one is very interesting and overwhelming.

"Why did you bring me here?" Jiang Luo asked after lingering.

He Ziyan walked outside her, blocking the crowd for her, "I guess you will like it."

Jiang Luo stopped, thought for a while, and then asked, "Why do you think so?"

"Because..." He Ziyan stared at her.

There is a stretch of white wall behind, and there are transparent glass windows lined up on the wall, beams of light come in, and the whole field of vision is bright and warm.

He Ziyan perfectly inherited Zheng Man's fair skin, which glowed in the sunlight.

Brewing, and then said seriously: "You are as lovely as these paintings."

Jiang Luo was stunned.

"Ah... oh."

Turning around hastily, almost bumping into a passerby, he staggered a step.

"Be careful." He Ziyan supported her and raised the corners of his lips.

He seems to have regained the initiative.

Standing still, Jiang Luo swallowed his saliva and changed the topic: "Can you draw?"

"Yes." He Ziyan didn't change his face, and volunteered: "You said last time that you are not very good at drawing. If there is a chance, I can teach you."

At the moment, Jiang Luo was only engrossed in He Ziyan's "cute" sentence, and didn't pay attention to what lies he uttered.

Afterwards, Jiang Luo recalled someone's brazen promise, and just wanted to sneer: Heh, man.
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The third stop of the date, the island.

The island is around Chunxing, and it was already 05:30 in the afternoon when we arrived at the ferry, and it was mostly dark.

Boats arranged in advance floated along the shore.

He Ziyan led Jiang Luo and the large team of the program crew onto the ship.

In the cabin, the round table is full of food and drinks, which is far more than the weight of two people.

After everyone entered the cabin, He Ziyan walked towards the staff first, and explained in a gentle voice: "You have worked hard all day, these are for everyone, please don't be polite."

"Thank you Mr. He."

"Thank you."

……

Thanks a lot.

Looking at He Ziyan's back and the smiles of the staff, Jiang Luo was very pleased and appreciated.

She discovered another advantage of He Ziyan - thoughtfulness.

Thank you for the recommendation ticket of [A Mianmian Waiting for Flowers to Bloom]~