"They said we are a perfect match. We are talented and beautiful, as if we came out of a Hollywood blockbuster." Luo Xichen looked very happy, tilting his head slightly, smiling broadly, showing his white teeth and the wolf fang on his left ear.
The earrings were faintly shining against the light, "They also said they wanted to take a couple photo for us."
"Huh?" Su Wanqing's heart skipped a beat. Although she was very happy to hear such words, she and Luo Xichen were not actually a couple, so this... was a bit uncomfortable.
She turned around, shook her head at the excited Italian couple, and refused: "Thank you. But we are not in a relationship. He has a fiancee." (We are not a relationship, he has a fiancée.)
As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Xichen's brows frowned, and the strength of his grip on Su Wanqing's hand became a little stronger. There was also a layer of waves in his ice-blue eyes, and there was a turbulent undercurrent.
The passionate girl in the Italian couple on the other side raised her head in disbelief, looked at Luo Xichen and Su Wanqing, and raised her voice several octaves: "Are you kiding?"
Just as Su Wanqing was about to slap her, she was blocked by Luo Xichen's cold gaze. He hugged her slender waist somewhat domineeringly, preventing her from escaping from him.
Facing the couple, Luo Xichen raised her thin lips proudly and explained: "Lo amo lei. Lei e mia moglie."
The couple's expressions immediately softened, but the Italian woman seemed to still have doubts, her eyes wandering around Su Wanqing's body as she looked up and down.
Luo Xichen stepped forward, put his phone into camera mode, handed it to the Italian woman, and repeated what he just said: "Lo amo lei. Lei e mia moglie."
The Italian woman's face finally looked much better. She gave Su Wanqing an extremely ambiguous look and extended her thumb again.
Luo Xichen walked up to Su Wanqing, with a smile on his brows and eyes. He put his strong arms around her and held her in his arms from behind. He turned his head slightly to one side and pressed a gentle kiss on her fair cheek.
kiss.
The Italian woman captured this scene keenly and quickly took a photo.
"What did you just say to her?"
After the photoshoot was over, Luo Xichen still refused to let go of Su Wanqing, and even hugged her in a playful manner. The situation was very intimate, and his voice was full of joy: "Guess."
"How could I possibly guess that?" Su Wanqing pouted in frustration.
After the Italian couple returned the phone to Luo Xichen, they smiled and waved goodbye to them.
Su Wanqing's eyes flashed with a hint of subtle cunning, but her face still showed a look of unwillingness and frustration. She looked at Luo Xichen with some aggrievedness and said, "Say it again, maybe I can
I understand."
Luo Xichen stretched out his hand, patted her skin as smooth as honey, and chuckled: "Even if I say it a hundred times, you still won't understand."
"No, no, I want to listen." Su Wanqing simply took advantage of him and kept pestering him, refusing to let go.
Luo Xichen's heart was softened by her, and a strong feeling of helplessness surged into his heart. His ice blue eyes showed a thousand colors of glass, and he opened his thin lips lightly and repeated it again in an extremely gentle voice.