My green plum is a little sweet

Chapter 100 An Inexplicable Sense of Security
And it seemed a bit crowded, so he really didn't want to go there.

"Okay, brother, let's go first." Xiao Mojing took Yan Siming's hand and ran to the ticket office.

Yan Siming, who was held by Xiao Mojing, only felt a little confused.

He looked down at Xiao Mojing's hand, it was white, slender and strong with well-defined joints, and he felt a sense of security for no reason when he was holding it.

Yan Siming, who was concentrating for a moment, actually stopped. Xiao Mojing, who was running ahead, saw that the people behind him did not leave, and turned to look at Yan Siming suspiciously.

"Si Ming? What's the matter?" Xiao Mojing asked suspiciously.

Did something happen?

But Yan Siming raised his head in a daze, and his eyes also shifted from Xiao Mojing's hand to Xiao Mojing's face.

He just stood there without speaking, and looked at Xiao Mojing quietly.

Xiao Mojing, who was watched, also felt a little numb, not knowing what was wrong with her.

It seems that I didn't offend this person, so why look at him like that?
Are you mesmerized by his beauty?

Whoa whoa whoa!That's great.

Here Xiao Mojing is crookedly looking at her prosperous beauty, while Yan Siming is also looking at the person in front of her seriously.

The little man in front of him was extremely handsome, his face was like a sculpture with distinct features, and his angular face was extremely handsome.Looks like wild, but the casual revealing eyes can not be underestimated.A head of black and thick hair, under a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows is a pair of slender peach eyes, full of passion, people will fall into it if they are not careful.With a tall nose and moderately thick red lips, there was a dazzling smile.

Xiao Mojing felt more and more panicked.

The master in front of him is always looking at him without speaking, what is he doing?
But Yan Siming was surprised by his own thoughts.

Xiao Mojing is a person who is serious at times and childish at times, but he does not lose his demeanor.

"What happened to me today?" Yan Siming murmured softly.

"What? Siming, what are you talking about?" Because Yan Siming's voice was a little low, Xiao Mojing didn't hear what Yan Siming was talking about for a while.

"Ah? It's okay, there is something on your face." Yan Siming smiled gently, and raised his hand to take off the small object on Yan Siming's face.

"Ah? Alright." Xiao Mojing gradually became a little depressed.

It turned out that Siming looked at himself because of a small thing on his face, wasn't it because of his flourishing beauty?
so happy~
Xiao Mojing pouted, unhappily pulling Yan Siming forward.

"Uh..." Yan Siming was really embarrassed to interrupt Xiao Mojing's sadness.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Mojing turned around and asked impatiently.

"Can you let go of my hand? I can walk by myself." Yan Siming looked at Xiao Mojing's right hand and gestured.

"Ah? Oh, I'm afraid that you will get lost." Xiao Mojing's mood is getting worse and worse now, feeling that her good intentions are being treated as a donkey's liver and lungs by this bad guy in front of her.

"I won't." Yan Siming said concisely.

"Nothing?" Xiao Mojing looked at Yan Siming in a daze, expressing that he didn't understand what he was talking about.

"I said, I won't get lost. You're overthinking." Yan Siming said to Xiao Mojing clearly and clearly.

This time I was afraid that he would not understand again.

"Okay." Xiao Mojing had no choice but to let go.

(End of this chapter)