What is it like to have a sand sculpture blood wife?

Chapter 58. 58. Love Four-piece Set

Three things will inevitably happen to everyone during the period of passionate love:
Eat shopping and watch movies.

Plus the occasional Haagen-Dazs, forming a love four-piece suit.

During this process, the otaku can pack up his games, change his sloppy past, always take a shower when he goes out, clean himself up, and then find a pair of socks with less smell from under the bed to put on. Don't forget to bring your ID card.

The girls will pack up and put their ID cards in the bags.

There is a shameful underlying logic in legal dating between men and women in this era:

Girls must dress up carefully in advance, whitening and padded false eyelashes water light injection hyaluronic acid perfume stockings.

Men just need to prepare their wallets and kidneys.

Even if it is an illegal couple of elementary school students, when buying a notebook in a stationery store, the boy will pay for the girl considerately, and then ask very intimately, "Do you want anything else?"

Girls will send a sweet kiss, of course, on the cheek.

This is the mainstream of society.

……

Xia Yuan had no scenes to film today, so he booked himself and Ying Sitong the movie "Weathering Child" at 9 p.m.

It is said that this is a heart-warming and only couple film in the next few months.

The movie theater is in Wanda Plaza, where you can eat, drink, and have fun, so the two plan to go to the fifth floor for dinner first, and then go to the movies at that point.

It takes about 20 minutes to drive from Xia Yuan's home to Wanda Plaza.

The two took the subway to their destination.

After getting into the car, Xia Yuan and Ying Sitong sat down on the bench when they found that there were still a few empty seats.

Occasionally there was a little friction because the carriage was shaking and the shoulders of the two people were brought together.

Xia Yuan didn't dare to look at his daughter-in-law's face, but stared blankly at the TV in the car, but his heart was not on the TV at all.

It's really strange to say that the two of them received the certificate before and lived together for so long, but he didn't feel anything.

Why can't I lose face after I just said that I want to be a formal lover?
Ying Sitong played with her mobile phone with her head down. She didn't turn on the live broadcast, but simply watched the news.

My mind is not on the news at all.

The blood race's body is very sensitive, she can clearly smell the faint smell of shower gel from Xia Yuan next to him, when the shoulders of the two people are close together due to the shaking of the subway, a current surges in from the place of contact , spread throughout the body.

Maybe--

This is the taste of love, right?
……

After a few minutes, the next stop was People's Park, and many people came up.

Among them was an uncle who was not very flexible in his legs and feet.

So Ying Sitong stood up from his seat and gave up his seat to the other party.

Xia Yuan pulled her and said, "Come and sit, I will give up my seat to the uncle."

Ying Sitong smiled, and pushed his hand away, "It's okay, have you forgotten my identity? I won't have any problems with my skills."

"..."

Xia Yuan didn't know what to say, so he sat back silently.

Ying Sitong stood in front of him, looking out of the carriage.

Judging from the sitting height, Xia Yuan was just right at the position of the ribs of the beautiful young woman of the blood race.

The weather is a bit cold today, Ying Sitong is wearing a white cashmere sweater, looking at the white flowers, Xia Yuan suddenly has an urge to hug her.

Isn't that what couples do on TV?

The girl sits on the sofa and watches TV, and the boy lies on her lap, which is called a knee pillow.

When taking the bus, the boy sits on a chair and buries his head on the girl's flat abdomen and rubs back and forth. This is called a belly pillow.

Now Xia Yuan's heart is full of longing for the belly pillow.

Just as he was thinking wildly, the car door opened, and after getting off the station, another group of people came up.

Among them were several old people.

So Xia Yuan stood up logically and gave up his seat to them.

"whee."

Ying Sitong put her hands in her pockets and smiled at him.

Xia Yuan stuck to her side, grasping the hanging ring above with his hand.

He looked down at Ying Sitong.

Because this guy is only 161 tall, he has to stand on tiptoe to grab the ring above, which is actually quite difficult.

"Cough cough." Xia Yuan coughed and tilted his head, "Why don't you hold my hand, lest you lose your balance and fall."

After saying this, his face turned slightly red.

As if he had exhausted all his strength, Xia Yuan had never felt so hard to speak.

It's really strange today, I wasn't so nervous when I bit Ying Sitong's wrist before.

I don't know why, becoming a boyfriend and girlfriend is like a magic spell, opening a magical door that was closed in his heart.

Ying Sitong raised her chin and gave him a stubborn look.

"Xia Yuan, do you look down on me?"

"..."

"We are dignified, ahem, well, we can even walk a tightrope at a height of more than ten meters. A little shaking won't bother me."

Ying Sitong said, "If I shake a bit and I can't stand still, or if I touch a hair of yours, I will lose, okay?"

"..."

Ah hello!

Although the sand sculpture is not a day or two, but why did something go wrong at a critical moment?

The point is, are you unsteady?

Xia Yuan sighed, rolled up two big white eyes, feeling really speechless.

However, Ying Sitong is really worthy of being a woman who keeps her word. From the beginning to the end, she put her hands tightly in her pockets and did not rely on anything at all. She stood in the subway without moving a muscle.

Xia Yuan could only bow down and express his admiration.

The subway shook and made a rhythmic clang.

The advertisement on the wall outside flashed by.

A few minutes later, at the next stop, Hi-tech Park, a crowd of people suddenly surged in from outside the carriage.

Snap it.

The two were pushed (sǎng) together by the surging crowd.

A flash of lightning flashed in Xia Yuan's brain.

By the way, it is off-duty time, and the office workers in the high-tech park are similar to the army of locusts.

"Um……"

Facing Xia Yuan who was close to her, Ying Sitong buried her face and nose in his sweater.

warm.

Itchy.

And a little sweet.

She smiled, stretched out her hand and gently tugged at the corner of Xia Yuan's clothes.

Sometimes, too many people is not necessarily a bad thing.

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