Love is like melting

Chapter 112 Is It Really Okay?
Men must be strong, and their self-esteem is higher than the sky.They enjoy and like the feeling of being admired and admired by women. Ayu is undoubtedly not a woman who will admire men, so even if there are men who like her, very few people dare to tell her or stay with her!
Including Lian Mo.

But at this moment, Ayu has removed her indifferent appearance and the aura of the God of War. In such an environment and quiet night, she is no different from any other woman in the world.

If there is any difference, maybe the only difference is that she is the only woman who can make Lian Mo put his heart on top of her.

"I know." Lian Mo never doubted his decision, if he didn't have the assurance that A Yu would like this place, how could he bring her here.

"Thank you, Lian..."

"One is not allowed to say thank you to me, and the other is not allowed to call me wrong again."

Ji Yerong closed his eyes, bit his lips, and didn't say thank you. It's better not to call him by his first name in this foreign country, so as not to reveal his identity and cause unnecessary trouble to such a trip.

"Is it really okay?" She glanced at his dark eyes and asked softly.

Would it really be okay to leave everything in Rock City, his duties as president, and live with her in such a place?

"It's related..." Lian Mo replied seriously, paused for a moment, hugged her up in an instant, and said as he walked, "If someone finds out that I eloped with you, it will probably be infamous for thousands of years, so you have to make it up to me." !"

The next day, when Ji Yerong woke up, there was no sign of Lianmo beside the bed, and the warmth remained. For some reason, she opened her eyes in a foreign country and the empty place beside her made her feel a little bit disappointed.

When she got out of bed, she didn't notice the neatly placed shoes beside the bed. She stepped on the wooden floor barefoot and walked down the cold stairs. She didn't see any sound along the way, and she could hear her own breathing in the quiet surroundings.

No one in the living room, no one in the kitchen, not even the backyard.

As soon as Ji Yerong came out of the kitchen, he heard a hoarse voice: "Are you looking for me?"

She looked up at the door, where the slender and tall shadow of the jade tree stood facing the wind, dressed in a casual British style, with breakfast in one hand and in her pocket with the other, her handsome face was smiling like a spring breeze.

At this moment, she actually felt a sense of steadfastness.

It's an illusion.Ji Yerong thought so in his heart.

"Have you gone to buy breakfast?"

Lian Mo nodded, his eyes fell on her bare feet, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he came over with strides, and handed her breakfast.

The moment Ji Ye had finished breakfast, his world was spinning, because Lian Mo picked her up and walked towards the restaurant.

While walking, he also educated her: "Although the temperature is not low now, the floor is still too cold, especially in the morning and evening, remember to wear shoes, wear shoes, wear shoes! Say important things three times, remember?"

Lian Mo put her on the chair with light movements. Ji Yerong thought he was annoying and exaggerated when he heard these words before, but now these trivial reminders fell into his ears, which seemed to be the most ordinary daily life.

"What if you haven't remembered?" Ji Yerong wondered how far he would go.

Lian Mo opened the corner of one eye after taking breakfast, and the corner of his eye was filled with pampering, and he said: "If you can't remember it three times, then say it five times; Say it a hundred times, if you still can't remember it a hundred times, then I will have to accept my fate and say it after you every day."

From the most beautiful years to gray hair, it seems to be a very romantic thing.

Ji Ye had finished his breakfast. Although the corners of his mouth did not smile, the light in his eyes brightened, and he said softly, "I will remember."

I won't let him say it a hundred times. He doesn't get bored, but she will too.

Lian Mo smiled, his eyes filled with satisfaction, sat down beside her, opened coffee for her, "have breakfast."

After breakfast, Lian Mo asked Ji Yerong to go upstairs to change and put on his slippers, while he picked up the trash and threw it out.

Ji Yerong changed into a pure white floor-to-ceiling dress with a black necklace. It was simple and generous but not monotonous. Her long hair was not tied up, and it was scattered on her back like a waterfall.

In Lian Mo's eyes, she is elegant and indifferent, her unique beauty is refreshing, and she can't take her eyes away.

He stepped forward and took her hand to the sofa, let her sit on the sofa, Lian Mo squatted down in front of her, and took out a shoe box from the side.

Seeing that he had prepared a pair of comfortable black and white canvas shoes for himself, Ji Yerong felt inexplicably warm in his heart.

A man kneels down to put on your shoes for you. The first time he does it may be to flatter you, it may be a show, or it may be for many other reasons; but if he puts on comfortable shoes for you every time before you go out, then there is only one Possibility: This man, he really cares about you!
Because I care about you, I am willing to do anything for you.

How many couples are passionate commitments, eternity or doubts at the beginning, when time and excessive familiarity have obliterated the fiery hearts at the beginning, and the two people no longer have the slightest spark of passion, what should be used to maintain this relationship!

Ji Yerong was thinking that she and Lian Mo had known each other for so many years, and they had never had any passion or sparks, and they just kept going. The calmness and harmony at this moment seemed natural and normal.

This kind of plainness and harmony is enough to support them to walk together in the world for a long, long time.

Lian Mo squatted in front of her, first put on socks for her, then put on her shoes, and carefully tied beautiful shoelaces for her. When his head was lowered, Ji Ye melted into his black hair Seeing a few white hairs, my heart trembled slightly: "Fourth brother, you have white hair."

Lian Mo was startled when he heard the words, and smiled indifferently after realizing it, "Really!"

When Ji Yerong saw his indifferent smile, his heart felt inexplicably sad. In fact, he is not yet 30 years old, so why does he have gray hair.

Last night they were still discussing the issue of "old age", but today his head was covered with silver threads and turned white.

"Pull it out for me." Lian Mo lowered his head and continued to help her change her shoes.

Ji Yerong: "I can't pull it out, I will pull it out more and more."

Lian Mo paused, raised his hand and pinched her cheek: "Little superstition! I still believe in this, so pull it out soon. I don't want Ayu to despise the fourth brother every time he sees gray hair."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and said to himself: "Actually, the difference is 4 years, which is not too much. I am not old."

Ji Yerong hesitated for a while, leaned close to his head, parted his hair with his fingers, pinched the white hairs with his fingertips, and pulled...

"Hiss." Lian Mo subconsciously tilted his head back in pain, frowned, stared at her and said, "What are you doing?"

"Didn't you let me pull it out?" Ji Yerong also deliberately showed him the white hairs that he was holding in his hands, there were eight or nine of them.

Lian Mo couldn't laugh or cry when he saw her innocent face.

"You brat. Pulling out white hair is done one by one. Have you ever seen anyone pull it out together?"

"I've seen it." Ji Yerong's eyes focused on the white hair in his hand.

"Who?" Lian Mo was surprised. Is there a brat worse than A Yu in this world?
"I!"

Lian Mo: "..."

"You idiot! Wait for me here."

Lian Mo got up and walked upstairs, reaching out his hand to touch the top of his head as he walked, and said to himself doubtfully: "If I grow a few more white hairs, will Yu Duan pull me out to be bald?"

It seems that he has to take care of his hair in the future, otherwise he will definitely be bald by Yu Duan!

Although his words were small, Ji Yerong could hear them verbatim.

Bald?

Ji Yerong looked at the open palm, a few white hairs laying safely on the palm, and thought of Lianmo's appearance when he became bald in the future.

He bowed his head and couldn't help smiling.

Lian Mo went downstairs with a casual sun hat and a black bag in his hand.

The hat was prepared for Ji Yerong, and he kept holding the black bag, while holding Ji Yerong's hand with the other hand to go out.

But anyone who has been to Eguisheim will be very envious of the residents here, who live in such fairytale houses and breathe the air in fairytales.Wandering in the fairy tale town, from time to time, you are tempted by the colorful and quaint houses in front of you, and you can't move. It's a small town, and it's a pleasure to wander around.

Lian Mo and Ji Yerong had enough time to appreciate the quiet beauty of this small town, stopping and walking along the way, letting time slip through their fingers silently.

The windows of each house in the quiet alley are decorated with colorful flowers, blooming wantonly in the sun, and some open windows are engraved with heart-to-heart friendship, allowing passers-by to feel the happiness and satisfaction of the residents here.

Ji Yerong stopped and looked at the window engraved with a heart-to-heart relationship, with envy and a trace of regret in her eyes, she didn't bring any camera tools.

Lian Mo looked down and seemed to catch something in her eyes, let go of her hand, took out something from the black bag he had been carrying and handed it to Ji Yerong.

When Ji's Yerong saw the SLR camera in his hand, surprise flashed across his eyes. What he had been holding in his hand was the camera!
"Beautiful things should be preserved with your own hands." Since he is going on vacation, how could he not think of taking pictures, after all, it is a must for travel.

"I won't." Ji Yerong felt regretful.

"I will, I'll teach you!" Lian Mo seemed to be waiting for her words, with a look of pride in his brows and eyes.

Standing behind Ji Yerong, let her hold the SLR camera, pointing to the various buttons on the SLR camera with his hands from her armpits and explaining to her in detail.

He was very close to her, his arms rubbed against hers as if there was nothing there, his muscular chest was so close to her back, he could feel his hot body temperature through the thin fabric, and his strong and powerful heartbeat.

I don't know which one is playing the music, the low male voice slowly came out with the soft melody, and passed into their ears, Lian Mo's eyes couldn't help but warm up a little.

Ji Yerong held the SLR camera with both hands, pointed the lens at the window, and Lianmo said, "Press this button to take a photo."

Ji Yerong's attention was attracted by his hot chest, he didn't notice what he was talking about, and turned his head to tell him not to stick so close to him.

Just turning his head, he heard a "click", and the corner of his eye caught the flashing spotlight, but Ji Yerong couldn't notice it at the moment.

(End of this chapter)