To The Lovely You

  Time seems to be very slow, very slow at this moment... Luo Xiaomei even felt that there were only herself and Li Minho left in this world.

   Tonight he was wearing a small white suit with a badge-like design on his shoulders, looking like a prince charming in a fairy tale.

   He just looked at her like that, as if waiting for her to come to him and write a love fairy tale for the two of them.

   But at that romantic moment, Luo Xiaomei suddenly had a very strange idea in her heart.

  Why, he was waiting for her to walk towards him, but he refused to take the initiative to take a step towards her? If he really likes her...

   At this time, a dark horse prince was killed in the middle of the road. I saw Ke Jingheng wearing a black casual suit, holding a bouquet of perfume lilies, walking slowly towards Luo Xiaomei from the steps next to the stage.

   He was good-looking in the first place, and with a mother who could dress up like Joey, his natural appearance and temperament were improved by several levels.

   The bangs in front of the forehead are slightly raised, revealing a perfectly shaped forehead. A pair of black, stone-like eyes flashed dazzlingly under the stage lights.

   Under the stage, there was another loud exclamation. Countless pregnant girls all set their eyes on the bouquet in his hand, wondering who is the lucky girl.

  Luo Xiaomei's gaze unconsciously shifted from Li Minhao's body to Ke Jingheng's body, staring blankly at him walking towards him in the shadows.

   This guy, did his brain get caught in the door when he went out today? Looking at his eyes, it seems to be sending flowers to himself?

   She was still in a daze, Ke Jingteng had already handed the bouquet in front of her, with a faint pink on her fair face.

   "Little...Littleberry...This is for you." He tried to calm his heartbeat, and repeatedly recalled what his mother taught him to say just now. Although it was a little hard to say, he still gritted his teeth and said...

   "And...tonight...you're beautiful."

  Luo Xiaoberry looked at him like a stranger. God, is this Ke Jingheng?

  The light and shadow of the stage cast on his handsome face, making him look a little unreal. She must be dreaming, right? Still a nightmare!

   What happened next proved that this was indeed not a dream. Because he actually went forward and hugged her without her noticing!

   Feeling the sudden warm embrace and the faint breath on his body, Luo Xiaomei was stunned for a moment.

   Ke Jingheng, actually hugging himself in front of so many people?

   If she had changed to the usual one, she would have slapped her or kicked her. But tonight, her mind was blank, she just let him hold her like that.

   The little girls under the stage are completely crazy, God! This is their dream scene! Why is it always staged in other people's stories?

  Lee Minho watched them from halfway across the stage, his hand beside him tightly clenched into a fist.

   Until the lights on the stage dimmed one after another, and until the actors in the small chorus left the stage, Ke Jingheng reluctantly let go of Luo Xiaomei.

   As soon as the two of them walked backstage, Luo Xiaomei pinched his arm fiercely: "Ke Jingheng, you are dead! Who allowed you to hug me?"

   "This is etiquette..." Ke Jingheng whispered, although he also felt that this reason was a bit far-fetched.

   "Etiquette for your size! Etiquette for your size!" Luo Xiaomei held the bouquet in her hand and kept chasing him.