The crown prince's pet

Wenxin even forgot that she should snatch back the watch that Mo Sijue deliberately left in a corner.

Under the sunlight, the emerald green bracelet exuded the warmth of early spring just like her mood.

The two tightly held hands have not let go since they left the door. On the crowded Tower Bridge, Mo Sijue suddenly let go of her, and then pushed Wen Xin out.

The moment she looked up at the sky, she warmly felt the setting sun alternately with clouds, and when the sunset was stepping down from the west, she stared at this beautiful moment seriously, not even daring to blink.

Mo Sijue stood on the steps of the Tower Bridge, ten steps away from her, looking at her cheeks flushed with joy with fascination. In his eyes, she had become the most beautiful scenery.

"It's so beautiful!" Wenxin put her hands together, clapped excitedly, and couldn't help feeling emotionally, the tower was a thousand meters high, Wenxin felt like she was stepping on a cloud, and the crowd around her gradually increased Get up, and the witness of this moment, she wants to share it with the people around her.

"Mo Sijue..." Wen Xin turned her head to look for Mo Sijue's figure, but she turned around in a panic, and all she saw were a group of blond foreigners, and there was no Mo Sijue's figure.

Wen Xin panicked all of a sudden, she pushed through the crowd and searched for that handsome figure, but there was no one, nowhere.

Xin Xin was full of fear. In this strange country and among strange people, she realized that she had already developed a mentality of complete dependence on Mo Sijue.

She can no longer see the existence of others. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, without the person who accompanies her to enjoy it, it will be boring.

Wen Xin was a little anxious, she was very afraid that he would leave her behind, the feeling of being alone and helpless was so terrible.

But where is he?

Wenxin never knew that the feeling of needing someone would be so happy and painful.

Standing on the top of the bridge, Mo Sijue looked at the terrified and anxious faces of the people under the bridge. He raised the corners of his lips coldly, then pushed away the blonde beauty in his arms who came to strike up a conversation, and thought to him The person who is walking goes.

Wen Xin's eyes were red, and the noisy voices around her were echoing in her ears, strange, everything was strange to her!

She rubbed her eyes and looked around, her legs were weak and she sat on the stone steps, tears streaming down without warning.

Mo Sijue, will you come back to me?

Afterwards, a pair of cold hands covered her closed eyes unexpectedly, and the unique breath of a certain man penetrated into her nose, and Mo Sijue's deep voice was very close to her, "Xin'er... "

This time she heard it for real, it was he calling her, he was calling her!

"Don't leave me, Mo Sijue, take me away..." Wenxin pulled his hand away, and jumped into his arms, Mo Sijue hugged this soft and tender body contentedly. /body, said thin lips against her ear, "Are you willing to follow me?"

Wen Xin nodded vigorously, her eyes filled with tears were bright and transparent, Mo Sijue couldn't help kissing her eyes, and murmured in a low voice, "Wen Xin, this is your own choice, don't blame me! "

As soon as the words fell, he had already lifted her up vigorously, and his lips and tongue were intertwined. He kissed her lips again, sucked and stirred, wishing to merge with her.

On the Tower Bridge in London, a pair of men and women embraced selflessly. This scene became the most beautiful scenery at this time.