Sweetheart, darling, I picked it up

Chapter 233 Staring at Her Lips

There are beautiful vines and colorful roses planted around the seats.

At noon, the sky is clear, blue sky and white clouds.

Xia Youyou looked down at the menu.

The handsome young man opposite her kept his eyes on her all the time, as if he never got tired of looking at her.

Xiaoyouzi's face was plated with a touch of gold, and her beautiful eyes were magnificent.

The cold air from the central air conditioner blew her hair.

A few strands of hair on the forehead were slightly raised, swaying on the girl's nose.

Ji Yunshen actually felt that those strands of hair seemed to wrap around his heart, and couldn't help but want to reach out to help her brush them away.

Seeing her brushing her hair behind her ears casually, the young man just raised his hand and then slowly lowered it.

He just looked at her like that, kept looking and watching, and he was a little crazy.

Xia Youyou, who was looking at the menu carefully, didn't notice her brother's movements.

Look at the name, it feels very delicious...

The girl swallowed.

Xia Youyou, who had difficulty choosing, finally finished ordering and handed it to his brother sitting opposite.

Ji Yunshen also ordered a few dishes at random.

While waiting for the meal, Xia Youyou drank water, and there were still crystal water marks on her cherry-colored lips, which seemed to be full of dew, and she sipped it casually.

Noticing the girl's lips, Ji Yunshen couldn't help but move his Adam's apple up and down slightly, and quickly turned his head to look at the scenery outside.

But his thoughts seemed out of control, and he always wanted to turn his head to look at Xiaoyuzi, so he had to endure it.

He felt like a mess in his head, like a hemp rope that couldn't be untied.

He probably watched too many global travel programs. In recent days, he always dreamed of pomelo, in various scenes, in various bridges, on the streets of New York, and at the Mount Fuji shrine.

The most recent dream was on Mount Vesuvius, which is known as "the most dangerous volcano in Europe".

The cold half moon hangs in the night sky, beside the black towering mountains, behind them is the fiery red magma.

Xiaoyouzi was wearing a long red dress.

The wind was blowing and curling her hair, facing the wind, she used her index finger to gently pin it behind her small ears as before.

In the dream, the girl with her back to him was silent for a long time, and when she turned her head, her bright eyes were like a pair of black crystals, "It is said that falling in love with someone is a lifetime. Brother, do you love me?"

Little Yuzi's expectant eyes were crystal clear, full of anticipation, worry and hesitation.

Ji Yunshen felt that his heart was about to stop, his body was trembling, and his lips were trembling too. It took a long time, I don't know how long, before he opened his mouth slowly.

"Love! I love you!"

After speaking, he stepped forward.

The two hugged each other tightly, and he bowed his head and kissed her lips deeply, to prove that he loved her very much.

The warm breath covered her burning heat, Ji Yunshen kissed Xia Youyou's lips greedily, feeling like a drowning person, only by kissing her can he live.

"Little Yuzi, am I dreaming? I feel like I'm dreaming again." He looked at the girl in his arms, feeling a little confused.

The girl raised her eyes and looked back at him in puzzlement, tilting her head slightly, with innocent eyes, as if she didn't understand what he said.

The misty look in his eyes, like spring water, looked into his heart softly.

At that moment, Ji Yunshen felt that if everything was a dream, he really hoped he would never wake up.

But he finally woke up, it really was a dream!

Reality is still reality, Youyou is still his sister...

"Brother," Xia Youyou waved his hand in front of Ji Yunshen's eyes, and said in puzzlement, "You...are..."

Find it too difficult to speak.

She switched to sign language and asked, "What are you thinking about? You've been in a daze since the beginning, and you won't talk to me."

　It is said that 16-year-old boys... often have erotic dreams. (Laughs~) Because Miaomiao is not a boy, I don’t know if it’s true or not.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)