Wen Xin even forgot that she should snatch back the watch that Mo Sijue deliberately left in a corner.
The turquoise bracelet exuded the warmth of early spring just like her mood under the sunlight.
The two hands held tightly together have never let go since they left the door. On the crowded Tower Bridge, Mo Sijue suddenly let go of her and pushed Wenxin out.
The moment she raised her head to look up at the sky, she warmly felt the sunset alternating between clouds and the sunset setting from the west. She stared at this beautiful moment seriously, not even daring to blink.
Mo Sijue stood on the steps of Tower Bridge, ten steps away from her, looking at her cheeks flushed with joy in fascination. In his eyes, she had become the most beautiful scenery.
"So beautiful!" Wen Wen put his hands together, clapped his hands excitedly, and couldn't help but sigh. The tower was a thousand meters high. Wen Wen felt like he was stepping on the clouds. The crowd around him gradually became larger.
She got up, and she wanted to share the testimony of this moment with the people around her.
"Mo Sijue..." Wenxin turned around to look for Mo Sijue, but when she turned around in panic, all she saw was a bunch of blond and blue-eyed foreigners, and there was no sign of Mo Sijue anywhere.
Wen Xin suddenly panicked. She pushed through the crowd and squeezed out to search for that handsome figure, but there was none, nowhere.
Wen Wen was filled with fear. In this strange country and among strange people, she realized that she had become completely dependent on Mo Sijue.
She could no longer see the existence of other people in her eyes. No matter how beautiful the scenery was, it would be boring without the person accompanying her to enjoy it.
Wen Xin was a little anxious. She was afraid that he would leave her behind. The feeling of being alone and helpless was so terrible.
But, where is he?
Wen Xin never knew that the feeling of needing someone could be so happy and painful.
Mo Sijue stood on the top of the bridge, looking at the frightened and anxious expressions of the people under the bridge. He raised the corners of his lips coldly, then pushed away the blond beauty in his arms who took the initiative to strike up a conversation, and thought to his heart.
The people who were waiting walked away.
Wen Wen's eyes were red, and the noisy sounds around her were echoing in her ears. They were unfamiliar. Everything was unfamiliar to her!
She rubbed her eyes and looked around, her legs were weak and she sat on the stone steps, tears streaming down her face without any warning.
Mo Sijue, will you come back to me?
Then, a pair of cold hands unexpectedly covered her closed eyes, the unique scent of a certain man penetrated her nose, and Mo Sijue's deep voice suddenly came very close to her, "Xin'er...
"
This time she really heard it, it was him calling her, he was calling her!
"Don't leave me, Mo Sijue, take me away..." Wenxin suddenly pulled away his hand and jumped into his arms. Mo Sijue hugged this soft and fragrant body with contentment.
/ body, his thin lips pressed against her ear and said, "Are you willing to follow me?"
Wen Xin nodded vigorously, her eyes covered with tears were bright and transparent, Mo Sijue couldn't help but kissed her eyes, and murmured softly, "Wen Xin, this is your own choice, don't blame me!
"
As soon as he finished speaking, he had already lifted her up forcefully, his lips and tongues intertwined, and he kissed her lips again, sucking and stirring, wishing he could become one with her.
On London's Tower Bridge, a man and a woman were kissing each other selflessly. This scene became the most beautiful scenery at this time.