Hei Di's Seven Days of Love

Smiling, she lowered her head and covered her face.

The necklace on the wrist, the straw necklace, looked so lonely and sad under the setting sun.

Some people say that a smile with tears in it is the most attractive.

Su Mo looked at the woman who was one meter away from him, and there seemed to be a sound of a trapped beast in her throat. He didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow. At that second, his heart suddenly became chaotic. Group, but also mixed with inexplicable, unexplainable irritability.

He took a step and walked towards her. Unable to restrain himself, he stretched out his hand suddenly, bent down, and hugged her into his arms. He felt her trembling, but he couldn't let go. With her own warmth, she whispered softly: "Jinqiu, Happy Valentine's Day." [

Jinqiu, Happy Valentine's Day.

She had hoped for this sentence thousands of times.

Whether it's Chinese Valentine's Day or February 34th Valentine's Day in the West, she used to wait with a jumping heart for him to say these words to her.

But now, he really told her.

But it made her feel a little dazed subconsciously.

Raising his head, he met the man who was hugging him. His cold face always seemed like an endless cold winter.

In his light brown eyes, there was a calm expression, which reflected her ugly and embarrassed appearance.

Where do we not meet?

Perhaps, this is the sinful debt of her Jinqiu's life, always bumping into this most ruthless man at the most embarrassing moment.

"What do you want to eat?" Su Mo's voice was always emotionless.

Not proud, not forceful, just like the air, without any emotion at all.

And when he spoke, his face looked the same, like plain water, tasteless and calm.

Jin Qiu twitched the corner of her mouth with bitterness, struggled slightly with her shoulders, and slightly staggered her body.Move yourself away from his warm palm.

Looking at him with a smile, he said slowly: "Whatever."