His unique fresh smell came, and he folded his hands over hers: "Yun Shang..."

Bai Yunshang's whole body froze and she hugged him tightly, fearing that he would be disillusioned in the blink of an eye.

"You hugged me too tightly."

His voice was like a violin playing in her ears.

Over and over again, again and again, as if replaying it.[

He wanted to turn around, but she held him tightly and wouldn't let him move at all.

Passengers or waiters walked by and looked at them curiously.

"Yun Shang," he seemed to be smiling, "how long do you plan to continue like this?"

Bai Yunshang didn't say anything, and slowly let go of her hands. Just when she was about to fall down, he held one of her hands.

He stood beside her, but she lowered her head.

She never dared to raise her head, and he didn't care, holding her hand and walking forward.

The heavy rain is as misty as a funnel.

In the room, Mo Liuyuan took the tea cup handed by Butler He, rubbed the cup handle on his fingertips, and clasped the cup body with his index finger and ring finger. The black tea swayed slightly in the cup, just like his eyes, a charming and intoxicating water.

The porcelain cup was pressed against the red lips, as if peach petals swept over the white jade... He half-turned his face to look at Bai Yunshang. This shape made his sharp chin line more soft, and his half-squinted eyes no longer looked as empty as before.

It's so natural, set off by the lingering mist of black tea, that it's thrilling and enchanting.

Bai Yunshang also looked at him.

The two looked at each other quietly for a long time

"Haven't seen enough?" he finally said.

Butler He smiled peacefully and said in a rare joke: "If Miss Bai doesn't believe it, you can touch and pinch it. The young master is indeed alive."

Bai Yunshang was still silent, always silent, so silent that it was almost eerie.

The smile on Mo Liuyuan's mouth froze, and there was a hint of uncertainty in his eyes: "Yun Shang."

It was his voice calling her, Mo Liuyuan.

After being dumb for a long time, Bai Yunshang asked softly: "Who are you?"

This sentence made the already stiff atmosphere even more embarrassing.

Mo Liuyuan put down his tea cup: "I feel very sad that you forgot about me so quickly."

"I haven't forgotten, you are Mo Liuyuan..." She moved her lips, "What else?" [

"..."

"Lord Saihara?"

Mo Liuyuan smiled and said nothing.

"Speak, who are you?!"

"Who do you think I am?"
Chapter completed!