That day, Han Yu had just turned eighteen.

On his eighteenth birthday, he made a wish.

Not to the cake, not to the candle, but to Tang Xia.

He said-

"Hopefully I'll stay lucky forever."

Lucky to have the best Tang Xia in the world.

lifetime.

Han Yu never believed that age was a criterion for measuring feelings. Regardless of whether he is eighteen, twenty-eight, or thirty-eight years old, it is a matter of a lifetime if he is determined.

It has nothing to do with the years, and it has nothing to do with fleeting years.

The young man gently stroked the broken hair on the girl's forehead, touched her hot skin with his fingertips, and smiled maliciously.

"Are you still shy?"

Tang Xia was embarrassed for a moment, and the Wen Xiangruannong from a moment ago flashed in front of her eyes, which made her blush even more and her heart beat.

"I...I didn't..."

She started to stutter again, her eyes flickered back and forth, but she didn't dare to look at Han Yu.

He wanted to tease her, he bent down and put his head closer, his long eyelashes almost touched the girl's cheek, causing her to tremble a series of times.

Embarrassed and annoyed, Tang Xia worked up her courage and gave Han Yu a stern look.

The boy couldn't help laughing out loud, and finally stretched out his hand to pinch the girl's chin, and said in a doting tone, "Okay, I believe you."

He was obviously teasing her, Tang Xia could hear it, but couldn't refute it.

"Let's go, Qi Hui, they should have almost ordered the food, and it's just right for us to go over." Han Yu said and got up, and the colorful lights above his head stretched his shadow very long and long.

Seen from the side, the outline of the young man was haloed, looking hazy like a painting.

Tang Xia was taken aback.

Han Yu frowned and asked her intentionally, "What's the matter? Are you fascinated by it?"

The girl was dumb, and smiled embarrassedly.

Yes, it seems that she has to admit that she can always look at Han Yu in a daze recently.

The young man handed over a hand, with slender and white fingers, with a gentlemanly demeanor.

Tang Xia put her hand in his palm obediently.

Han Yu held it hard, feeling the soft touch and satisfying temperature.

As a result, as soon as he walked out of the gate of KTV, Tang Xia paused and suddenly realized.

"Han Yu!"

She called him seriously, and at the same time quickly took off her palm.

"Huh?" The young man was caught off guard, and when he lowered his head, he saw Tang Xia frowning, with displeasure written all over his face.

"Are you really drunk?"

Tang Xia looked Han Yu up and down, with deep suspicion curled up in her eyes.

With clear eyes, smooth expression, and windy walk, she really doesn't think he is drunk like this!

Tang Xia was furious, and silently warned Han Yu with her eyes: Don't try to deceive me!

The boy shook his head helplessly, as if he didn't intend to explain.

He spoke so slickly about love just now, and his actions when he kissed her were not sloppy at all. He was clearly sober, but he wanted to pretend to be drunk?

Tang Xia stood still, like an irritated kitten, with round eyes open, looking at Han Yu fiercely.

But it doesn't really have any deterrent effect.

Because a kitten is a kitten after all, scratching people hard will only result in a few **** scratches, which is harmless, and Han Yu can handle it.

"Although it's true that I'm not drunk, but," the boy said leisurely, reaching for the girl's clothes, "this has nothing to do with what I want to do."

He couldn't let Tang Xia misunderstand that he kissed her with "the strength of wine".

Unfortunately, Tang Xia just misunderstood.

"You pretended to be drunk...playing hooligans?" She took two steps back angrily, avoiding the young man's touch, and she was aggressive.

The passers-by who passed by turned their heads when they heard the words.

Tang Xia was embarrassed, covered her face and scolded in a low voice: "Smelly shameless!"

Han Yu couldn't laugh or cry.

"What are you thinking about!" He grabbed the girl's arm and half-dragged her away. , kissing you is not included."

Tang Xia retorted like a disobedient child, "Who knows if what you said is true or not..."

Han Yu turned to look at her, "Then do you expect me to kiss you drunk?"

The girl was embarrassing, lacking in confidence, her voice immediately dropped, "No..."

"Then let me tell you, I'm not drunk now, I'm very sober, sober that I can't be sober again." The boy paused with a solemn expression.

Tang Xia was confused, looked at Han Yu and murmured, "So?"

In front was the door of a stairwell in a shopping mall. Han Yu raised his eyebrows, pulled Tang Xia, turned around and entered, and quickly closed the door behind him.

People who come out for recreation on weekends are used to waiting for the elevator or escalator, and no one appears in the stairwell.

Tang Xia was staggered by the young man, and when she regained her senses, her back had already hit the wall firmly, and the shadow in front of her eyes approached at the same time.

In the next second, Han Yu's deep and magnetic voice exploded above his head—

"So, I am happy to do what I did when I was drunk, what do you think?"

He firmly clamped Tang Xia's arm with one hand, and propped it against the wall with the other. The space enclosed between the arms just accommodated one person.

Suddenly, the girl blushed.

"Huh? What do you think?" The boy repeated, pressing his forehead against Tang Xia's, spraying his warm breath on her face wantonly.

With faint fragrance.

Tang Xia was almost suffocating!

"No way, no way," she shook her head like a rattle, and immediately lost her temper just now, "I... I'm hungry! Let's go eat!"

Han Yu didn't move, he squinted his eyes and looked at Tang Xia lazily. His appearance clearly showed: Coax me, I'll let you go when I'm happy.

Tang Xia regretted endlessly.

If she had known that this guy would not be messed with, she would have fallen into it.

"Well... I admit my mistake..."

Han Yu raised his eyebrows, and a calculation suddenly appeared between his brows.

"wrong?"

"Ok."

Tang Xia was frustrated, drooping her head, aggrieved.

Han Yu has no "compassion".

"Can you be more obedient in the future?"

"can."

"Can you believe that I didn't lie to you?"

"can."

"Can you understand the truth and think about whether you should be angry?"

"can."

"Then can I kiss you one more time?"

"can-"

"OK."

Tang Xia's pupils shrank sharply.

Me? This set again?

There was a smile on the corner of Han Yu's mouth, which couldn't be concealed at all, almost obliterating the emotion in his eyes.

Tang Xia blurted out, "You—"

A kiss on the lips, touch and leave.

Han Yu followed her words, breathed like a land and said—

"Well, rogue."

The side of her lips was hot and cold, the kiss ended before Tang Xia realized the boy was approaching.

Although there is still something to be desired, Han Yu feels that it is enough to have a taste, and it is not enough.

"This time, is it still strawberry?"

The boy teased narrowly.

Tang Xia stared reproachfully, pushed his chest, and ran downstairs quickly.

But the corners of his mouth could not help but smile upwards.

This time, it was Han Yu's taste. #####No update today~ Babies eat enough dog food and go to bed early, good night~