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The small fireworks on the top of the mountain are particularly popular, and you can see someone lighting them almost a few meters away.

There are stars in the sky, fireworks on the ground, and the bright lights of the city. Looking around, different lights are embellished together, like a painting.

Regarding the question that Pei Huan repeated at the booth just now, Yan Zimi did not answer, nor did Pei Huan pursue it.

In addition, a customer came to buy fireworks, so the two simply walked to the side.

The two bracelets were still on Pei Huan's fingers. He looked down at the bracelets, then at Yan Zimi, and asked, "Do you really want me to wear pink?"

Yan Zimi stretched out his hand directly: "Anyway, I'm wearing blue."

Pei Huan reluctantly took off the two rings, studied them for a few seconds, and then crushed the broken solids inside.

Sure enough, the bracelet is brighter, and the pink is even pinker.

Yan Zimi stretched out his hand again, directly to the side of the blue one.

Pei Huan didn't put it on for him right away, but tapped Yan Zimi's nose with the bracelet first, then untied it and put it on Yan Zimi's wrist.

Yan Zimi tilted her head with a smile: "Do you need me to wear your pink color for you?"

Yan Zimi bit the word pink very hard.

Pei Huan's tone was helpless: "Thank you."

Some people, who obviously dislike pink so much, didn't obediently put the things on their hands in the end, and buckled them tightly.

After Pei Huan put it on, Yan Zimi added another sentence: "It's so pretty, it suits you very well."

Pei Huan pinched Yan Zimi's cheek very rudely.

After finishing these, Yan Zimi suddenly felt that something was weird, so he turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw the lady who set up the stall looking at them with a smile.

Being caught by Yan Zimi, she flicked her bangs in a panic, then lowered her head to tidy up the stalls that didn't need to be tidied up.

After walking for a while, the two found a safe place with few people.

"It's been a long time since I lit this kind of small fireworks." Pei Huan said and took out a lighter: "The last time was when I was very young."

Yan Zimi took out two and asked Pei Huan, "Do you know it has another name?"

Pei Huan: "What?"

Yan Zimi said: "Fairy stick."

Pei Huan raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

Yan Zimi nodded: "Really," he poked Pei Huan's pink bracelet with a small firework: "This one suits you very well."

"Yan Zimi." Pei Huan called his name.

Yan Zimi laughed: "Why?"

After this conversation, the two suddenly stopped moving like wooden men, and two seconds later, Pei Huan grabbed Yan Zimi's neck.

Yan Zimi didn't have time to run, so he was hooked by Pei Huan and pressed into his arms.

Then this guy poked Yan Zimi's waist with his finger.

"what!"

Yan Zimi was so itchy that he almost jumped up.

Pei Huan hugged him tightly, and asked, "Are you still skinny?"

Yan Zimi gave up if he couldn't beat him: "Don't say it, don't say it."

Pei Huan knocked Yan Zimi on the head again before letting him go.

Standing up again, Yan Zimi could hear his heart beating.

In fact, it wasn't the first time Pei Huan hugged him, but it seemed to be the first time he hugged him like this.

When approaching, there seems to be a chemical element called "We all want to be close to each other" floating in the air. It is very fragrant and charming, and it also blooms quietly like fireworks.

No matter how many centimeters away, it is very warm.

They were not that interested in small fireworks, so Pei Huan just bought a pack out of curiosity.

Since the young lady said that the bracelet looks good in photos, they used the small fireworks as a background tool and took a few photos of the bracelet and fireworks as a check-in.

After ordering a package, Pei Huan asked, "Do you still want to play?"

Yan Zimi shook his head: "I won't play anymore."

Pei Huan tapped his phone: "Let's go, I'll take you to a place."

Yan Zimi: "Where?"

Pei Huan: "A fun place."

Yan Zimi: "Where are you going to deceive me?"

Pei Huan simply stretched out his hand to Yan Zimi: "Come, hold brother's hand."

Yan Zimi laughed and put his hand on it: "Good brother."

So that's it, hand in hand.

Why did you obey so easily? Yan Zimi.

But it is undeniable that Yan Zimi's happiness is about to float to the sky.

If he is also a certain star in the sky tonight, he must be shining brighter than any nearby star at this moment.

The place Pei Huan was going to take him was not far away. Down a short section of the mountain from a wooden road, he saw a small shop decorated with wood outside.

There are also many small lights at the entrance of the store, and the stereo hidden somewhere is playing slow jazz music, and the atmosphere is very good.

Yan Zimi asked: "A bar?"

Pei Huan: "It is."

Speaking of which, Pei Huan pushed the door open, and a waiter at the door greeted him with a smile, and asked, "Do you have an appointment, sir?"

Yan Zimi was stunned for a moment, then Pei Huan turned to him and asked, "Do you have an appointment?"

Yan Zimi: "Me? How could I..."

Before he finished speaking, Pei Huan asked the waiter, "Do you have an appointment for Mr. Yan?"

Yan Zimi was startled, and quickly pulled Pei Huan back, humiliated, and whispered, "I don't have an appointment."

"some."

The waiter's words followed Yan Zimi's.

Yan Zimi was stunned for a moment before he understood what it meant.

Yan Zimi: "..."

He gently squeezed Pei Huan's hand: "You are boring."

This is also to amuse him.

Pei Huandou expressed his happiness when he succeeded, and the two followed the waiter upstairs.

On the way, Yan Zimi asked Pei Huan: "When did you make an appointment? Didn't you decide to come here in the evening?"

Pei Huan: "Is brother good?"

Yan Zimi: "It's amazing, it's deadly."

Pei Huan explained: "I brushed it while eating, and it happened that someone unsubscribed."

Yan Zimi sighed: "No wonder I kept looking at my phone while eating."

Yan Zimi asked again: "What if I don't get an order?"

Pei Huan: "Then I'll take you to the haunted house."

Yan Zimi: "...Are you serious?"

Pei Huan smiled: "Fake," he said, "I'll take you to other places if you don't get one."

After he finished speaking, he added: "But I really want to watch ghost movies with you."

Yan Zimi: "Seriously?"

Pei Huan nodded: "Seriously."

Yan Zimi thought for a while: "Then you can't scare me."

Just agreed, Pei Huan really couldn't help pulling Yan Zimi over, lowered his head and asked him, "Why are you so obedient?"

Yan Zimi's arrogance came again: "Don't forget it."

Pei Huan laughed: "Yes."

Yan Zimi thought that Pei Huan just booked an ordinary seat, but they went up one floor, and after going up another floor, Yan Zimi realized that something was wrong.

Pei Huan actually booked a small private room.

No wonder there are so many vacancies below, but the waiters don't even look at it.

This small private room is much more cozy than those below, all the decorations are separate, and there are real candles in the corner.

The room is not big, half inside and half outside.

The interior decoration extends all the way to the outside. On the small balcony, there are benches that can seat two people and a transparent round table.

"The view here is good." Yan Zimi went straight out and sat on the bench.

By the way, he also patted the seat beside him: "Sit, brother."

The waiter had already left, and they were the only ones in the small space at the moment.

Pei Huan put down his bag and sat beside Yan Zimi.

When Yan Zimi was taking photos of the stars, Pei Huan scanned the QR code for ordering food on the table.

Yan Zimi also leaned over to look at it, and Yan Zimi deduced it based on the name above which could not be seen.

"It's all wine?"

Pei Huan turned a little further: "There's also Coke."

He said that in the lower right corner of a picture called "Heartbeat Inside", he clicked Add.

Yan Zimi reminded: "You ride a bicycle."

Pei Huan said, "You drink."

After speaking, I added a glass of lemon cola on the next page.

Yan Zimi smiled: "Why do you let me drink?"

Pei Huan: "Word of mouth is good, try it for me."

Obediently and immediately agreed: "Alright then."

Pei Huan ordered some more food and placed an order. While waiting for the meal, Yan Zimi grabbed Pei Huan's hand and took a few photos.

After all, it is really rare to have such a big muscular palm with a pair of pink, so we should take it seriously.

It didn't take long for their wine and snacks to arrive.

Yan Zimi picked up the wine glass and gave Pei Huan an envious expression.

Pei Huan laughed, raised his lemon coke and clinked glasses with Yan Zimi.

Pei Huan: "Do I have to say something?"

Yan Zimi thought for a while, "Then," he couldn't help but bend his eyes, "You are welcome to be my boyfriend."

Pei Huan was obviously taken aback for a moment, then laughed softly.

He laughed so hard that Yan Zimi laughed too.

Pei Huan followed Yan Zimi's words: "I will do well."

The two touched again, and the sound was the same as the one just now, but obviously, many things were different.

Yan Zimi took a sip, but Pei Huan drank most of the glass.

After drinking half a glass, he lowered his head and smiled again, still muttering: "Yan Zimi."

Yan Zimi bit the rim of the cup with his front teeth.

This wine is really good, so let's have another sip.

The stars in the sky seemed to blink even more. Yan Zimi gulped down his head and looked up at the stars. Then, from the corner of his eyes, he saw Pei Huan stretching out his hand and putting it on the back of his neck.

When Yan Zimi put down the cup, Pei Huan played with the little pinch on the back of his head.

"Is it cold?" Pei Huan asked.

Yan Zimi shook his head: "It's not cold," he also asked: "How about you?"

Pei Huan: "I'm not cold."

Yan Zimi's yin and yang were strange: "That's right, there's nothing wrong with blowing the wind on the balcony all night. You're physically strong, how can you be cold?"

Pei Huan smiled, and Yan Zimi felt his hair being circled by him: "You seem to have something to say."

Now that he is a boyfriend, Yan Zimi of course wants to educate him: "Can you not do such a stupid thing in the future? You are so young?"

"Okay, got it," Pei Huan nodded seriously: "This time is enough, there is no next time."

Yan Zimi felt his hair being circled by Pei Huan again.

Yan Zimi: "That's about the same."

Yan Zimi looked up at the stars again, and suddenly felt that the surroundings were extraordinarily quiet at the moment.

The song inside was just switched between the two songs, the prelude hadn't played yet, and in the air where no one spoke, the atmosphere became subtle again.

Not long after, Pei Huan suddenly said, "I can't help Yan Zimi."

After finishing speaking, the hand on Yan Zimi's neck suddenly increased his strength and pulled Yan Zimi over.

Almost at the same time as he was approaching Pei Huan's arms, Pei Huan turned his head.

Coming straight to a certain movement, Yan Zimi looked at Pei Huan's approaching face, and his breath stagnated.

While Pei Huan staggered the tip of his nose, Yan Zimi raised his head slightly.

A very light kiss was placed on Yan Zimi's lips, but after only one touch, Pei Huan left.

But it's not considered leaving, he still holds the back of Yan Zimi's head, and is still very close to Yan Zimi.

There are only a few centimeters between the lips.

Pei Huan's breathing was also not very good, he raised his eyes to meet Yan Zimi's, then lowered his eyes, staring at Yan Zimi's lips.

With such deep eyes, Yan Zimi suddenly fell into a slump, and a numbness spread from his limbs.

The next kiss came quickly.

It's also very slow.

Pei Huan pressed up lightly, and slid across Yan Zimi's lower lip almost as if it was close to Yan Zimi.

The numbness became worse, Yan Zimi felt his brain buzzing, and his body was hot, his hands were dry and he didn't know where to put them and grasp them.

In the end, it could only be placed on Pei Huan's shoulder indiscriminately.

Pei Huan tasted his lips lightly, and then the hand supporting the back of his head exerted some strength to support him up.

Yan Zimi raised his head even more because of Pei Huan's action, and hummed softly.

Pei Huan took the opportunity to poke the tip of his tongue in.

The very sweet lemon flavor swayed in Yan Zimi's mouth, and he tried to respond with the tip of his tongue.

Just a little bit, and the hand on the back of the head is even stronger.

Yan Zimi wondered if his little dick was squeezed between two of Pei Huan's fingers at the moment.

He also wondered if Pei Huan also tasted the wine in his mouth.

He still wants to...

He couldn't think of anything anymore, Pei Huan hooked him numb and soft, he didn't know what was wrong with him, why he made some strange noises.

The voice was humming, very low, but very muddy, moving through the crowded air between the two of them.

so drunk.