Traps Of Love

"Look! When he talks, there is a pear vortex in the corner of his mouth! How charming

"What's the matter? You didn't find that when he looked at the girl around him, his face turned red. Such a handsome gentleman and such a pure man is just the best!"

"Shh, keep it down. Don't let him hear me. I want to meet him by chance to make a good impression. I need a phone call."

"Ha ha ha, I'm going to die! If you don't look carefully, he looks simple, but every single item on his body is a custom-made brand. If such a person can come to the cinema, he must experience life in a low-key way occasionally. Don't be paranoid! "

"But the girls around him are not amazing compared with him! It's not the best beauty at all! How unfair, madam

"How much you think! That girl's bearing is far more than ordinary girl's atmosphere! Don't you find that in such a crowded place, she didn't even squeeze the hem of her skirt? What's more, she's still wearing a white shirt with no wrinkles at all. It's no ordinary person to be able to keep her demeanor in this way. "

"Ah! with reason! This teenager has such a background, she must have super identity, is deliberately to pretend to be an ordinary person! What's more, when you say that, I find her clothes look familiar. I saw mango the other day when I was shopping! That white shirt has a good shape, but it's easy to wrinkle! Ah, I wonder how she managed not to be crowded

"Who knows about the rich and the beautiful! Don't think about it. The girl's temperament is so different. There must be something unique. We can't do it

"How jealous! I envy you so much! Abuse, abuse

"Yes, these two people are so special. One is so good-looking and the other is so mysterious. I don't think I want to see a movie any more. It's super satisfying to see them in one night!"

"Ah! Here we go! Don't, don't squeeze -- "

there is another surge of people in the cinema. One third of the people are pushing towards the ticket check-in gate. There are two long black lines in less than a few seconds.

"Xiaoya, be careful." Palace Mo has gone to the side of Bai Xiaoya, open arms with the body to protect her. His stature is very tall, slender figure will she half person cage live, splash ink general Danfeng eyes is not see the bottom of the deep feeling silent.

The breath of a man comes suddenly. His breath is clear and warm, like the plants baked by the sun. It has a kind of relaxing and comfortable power.

But Bai Xiaoya's brow is involuntarily wrinkled, almost blurted out a low voice, "No."

With these words, her temple pain again, a special emotion surged into her heart, like a layer of fine silk wrapped around the heart, and then slowly tightened, sour and astringent feeling, very sad.

"What's the matter? uncomfortable? Or we won't see it, and I'll take you somewhere else? " The palace Mo concerns of inquiry, extremely considerate back half step, give enough space for her to breathe.

Bai Xiaoya shakes her head, looks at the crowd around her, and shows a gentle smile, "it's OK, you know, I have an old problem. Let's go. We'll see it when we come. "

Gong Mo's eyebrows are still slightly frowning. The concern in his gentle eyes is sincere and sincere. He seems to have made up his mind. With a hook in his long arm, he embraces her waist. His gentle mood just wants to hold her and protect her to go to the room.

However, at the moment when his hand just touched Bai Xiaoya, her skin seemed to have been electrified. Her eyes flashed over the white star moon Bodhi bracelet on his wrist, and a chill ran all over her body. She almost instinctively avoided his care and grabbed his wrist with her backhand.

Her emergency response is often fierce!

Gong Mo's wrist is like being clamped by a pair of iron tongs. It turns red in an instant. However, the pain makes his brows stretch. In his eyes, there is thick sweetness and sentimental attachment. He doesn't resist. He lets her clamp him down and smiles tenderly.

His handsome and charming face drooped slightly, his side face was picturesque, and the pear vortex at the corner of his mouth loomed and said, "this way of holding hands is OK."

The crowded crowd, the flashing lights, and the palace with the star moon Bodhi beads, all of which seem to be the instant frame picture, make Bai Xiaoya's mood complicated.

"I'm sorry." Bai Xiaoya let go of his hand.

"No, don't say that word." Palace Mo's heart has been gouged out a piece, countless past events like a burst of flood engulfed him. He finally waited for her rebirth. He didn't want to lose her forever. What's more, now there is Xiaoxiao. He even thinks Xiaoxiao is more important than his own life.

He couldn't bear her refusal.

"I'll say sorry instead?" Bai Xiaoya smiles, bright eyes and teeth, open-minded and with her own healing power.

Palace Mo didn't restrain also follow to smile, at this time, in front of the woman's suddenly stand on tiptoe close. The delicate facial features are getting closer and closer. The eyes that are as clear as the ancient pool look at him mysteriously and sharply.

Gongmo's heart beat missed a beat. In the noisy cinema, it seems that he can only see the beautiful eyebrows and eyes of the woman in front of him, and the touching cherry lips. All the world is quiet, only his violent heart beat is enlightening."Xiaomo, have you ever done something sorry for me before, that's why you treat me so well?" Bai Xiaoya asked seriously, and at the same time, she tapped his forehead with her fingers, like a teacher checking her homework asking her students who didn't hand in her homework.

"You - what did you just call me?" Palace Mo's heart almost to the throat, blood all hot rush into the mind, Miss Fanyong, the brain is all her rebellious pet drowning called his little Momo picture.

"Xiaomo, be serious. Don't try to bypass the question again." Bai Xiaoya again struck his forehead with knuckles, this time with a little force.

Gong Mo's heart is mixed with five flavors and bitter taste. He knows that another person is in front of him, but this person is still his tassel, even if only part of it.

"I like this name. I'll call you Xiaobai later, OK?" The palace Mo gentle ask, affectionate eyes, upside down the world of mortals, charming, that is only a child like pure hope, no trace of affectation, only full of desire.

Bai Xiaoya's inner uneasiness is more obvious. Her smile remains the same, but her hand leaves from his forehead. She sighs with disappointment, "I know you will avoid answering. Every time I ask you about my past, you look like this. It's boring. "

Gong Mo is still looking at her tenderly, affectionately calling, "Xiaobai -"

". Bai Xiaoya helps her forehead, he really insists. Bai Xiaoya can't stand such an ambiguous atmosphere. She usually takes a movie ticket and runs to the ticket check-in gate first.