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Chapter 432 Say Yes, I Still Have You (13)

When Lin Shen heard Jin Yang's voice, she turned her gaze back. She looked at Jin Yang with some doubts in her eyes: "What?"

Jin Yang met her eyes, his eyes were pitch black, like two bottomless pools, releasing a fatal attraction.

Outside the window, the Forbidden City, which is full of lights at night, looks resplendent and magnificent, without the vicissitudes of the day. Those lights, as if they can shine on the window of the clubhouse, illuminate Jin Yang's half face facing the window. It is bright, making his outline look more and more exquisite.

I don't know if it's the man's natural beauty, or the lighting is too beautiful at this time, Lin Shen was fascinated by it for a moment.

After a long time, she heard Jin Yang's voice, which came again faintly: "The name of the cocktail is called first love."

First love... what a fancy name.

Lin deeply thought of this, turned his head again, looked at the glass of cocktail, and suddenly felt that the name seemed to match this glass of wine.

Jin Yang's eyes were still staring deeply at Lin Shenshen. He picked up the wine glass, took a sip of the cocktail in the glass, and continued to say slowly: "The taste of this alcohol is sweet and sour. The aroma of fruit and the taste of alcohol, the fusion is seamless, smooth and silky, sweet like it."

Jin Yang paused, his eyes became a little hot: "First love."

I don't know if it was Lin Shenshen's delusion, but she always felt that Jin Yang's eyes had become a little weird, which made her feel uneasy all over her body. She subconsciously opened her mouth, trying to change the subject and said, "This wine The name is quite tasteful and strange, and it’s the first time I’ve heard it.”

As if he didn't hear Lin Shenshen's words, Jin Yang still maintained such fiery eyes, looked at Lin Shenshen, and continued to speak his own words without blinking: "This cocktail called first love makes you reluctant to part with it." Drink it in one sip, just want to sip it in one sip, but in the mouth, it will be sour for a while, sweet for a while, so that your heart will also be sour and sweet for a while. This feeling is like first love, you say, isn’t it Lin? deeply?"

The man's voice is too mellow, more exciting than this cocktail named "First Love".

Lin Shenshen, who was listening, didn't drink, and was three points drunk.

She swallowed her saliva, feeling that the atmosphere had become so ambiguous, she pulled her lips, smiled, and said, "It's a pity, I can't drink now, otherwise, I want to taste this cocktail."

Jin Yang's eyes didn't turn away at all, they still locked Lin Shenshen so tightly.

Lin Shenshen's whole body tensed up when he looked at her, she couldn't help turning her eyes, pretending to be watching a movie, staring at the big screen, but the picture kept jumping into her eyes, but she didn't know what was going on. .

From the corner of Lin Shenshen's eyes, she could see that Jin Yang was still staring at her. She finally lost the battle and said to Jin Yang again, "Didn't you have something to do with me? What is it?"

Jin Yang took another sip of his cocktail, answered the wrong question and said, "Lin Shenshen, what did your first love taste like?"

First love... Lin Shenshen immediately thought of Xiao Haiyang, the first love that he didn't even remember his face or name, but what happened clearly jumped into his mind scene by scene.

Jin Yang didn't wait for Lin Shenshen to speak at all, and continued on his own: "First love, to me, is lovesickness."

Yes, a six-year lovesickness.

Jin Yang raised his head slightly, looked at the gloomy art lamp hanging above the clubhouse, then turned his head, staring at the Forbidden City outside the window, like a city of lights shining brilliantly in the white snow, overlooking all living beings.

He paused for a long time before continuing to speak: "If you don't love lovesickness in your life, you will love it, and you will hurt lovesickness."

This well-known ancient poem, read from Jin Yang's mouth, brought an indescribable lingering and affectionate flow.

(End of this chapter)