For so long,

Almost all the relationship between the two is the breeze and the moon, and they rarely act like crossing the boundaries.

The princess often goes to Mengfusheng. Every time she goes, she only orders the young master and sees Jinyao nothing else.

She listened to his piano, drank the tea he poured, and appreciated the pear blossoms he loved.

The wind and moon are related, but they have nothing to do with love.

He is very greedy.

I want more than that.

Ranbai heard this and took back his eyes from the stage, looked at the young piano player, leaned slightly, and raised the boy's jaw with cold fingertips. Such movements were originally a sudden and disturbing, but she brought out a bit of romantic and passionate wildness, and chuckled: "Young Master can still sing opera?"

"I understand a little bit." Jin Yao answered the princess' question without dodging. The lights in the box swayed into reflections in the boy's eyes, melting the frozen deep pool.

"I haven't heard of it." Ranbai was silent for a few seconds, his expression was hard to figure out, "Okay."

The princess' fingertips moved slightly, slashing along the clean and delicate side profile of the boy's arc, and finally gently rubbed the tear mole on the corner of the boy's eyes, which was always high and unfathomable: "If you have a chance."

Jin Yao's long eyelashes half covered the dark color that was settled in his eyes, responded elegantly, and said well-behavedly and softly.

When I came out of the theater,

The originally bustling streets were bustling, and at some point the bustling streets became even more noisy and crowded, and all the pedestrians seemed to be surging in the same direction.

"Go quickly, go quickly, maybe you can't get in after that..."

"The sacred tree of the Heian Temple only appears this time once a year, so you can't miss it."

"Go quickly and go quickly."

"Is it that amazing to hear what you said?"

"That is the holy land of Buddhism, and it is also the spiritual light given by God..."

The slight sound is uncontrollable excitement.

People in this era always have some superstitions.

Ranbai didn't care, but what she cared about now was that because the crowd was too crowded, she and Jinyao scattered directly, and now there was no sign of the boy at all!

Moreover, so many people were running forward, Ran Bai was tense and tried his best to avoid it. However, his usual cleanliness obsession made the princess look cold, and the air pressure around her was also cold, which was enough to show her unhappiness.

She stood alone in the dim lights, her purple clothes were shimmering, and her aura was not close to her. She looked up to her and seemed out of place with her surroundings.

Ten miles long streets, prosperous and beautiful.

After Jin Yao was forced to disperse with the princess, he suddenly looked back and saw a cold and sharp figure standing in the dark place of the light source. The crowd continued to flow, but Jin Yao still saw Ranbai at a glance, and could only see Ranbai.

The stars smiled and blinked, and the lights on earth shone with warmth, but his Highness was alone.

Just one glance,

Jin Yao's heartbeat went completely and he lost all his inches.

The dark and deep eyes seemed to splash the thickest ink color in the world, and were filled with a bit of morbid obsession that could not be transformed like the deep sea, and seemed to be the most devout believer looking up at his god.

Time Mo Yue fell silent at that moment, and such a figure was outlined and colored by ink, with a stunning brushstroke, and it unfolded clearly in front of you.

Later that night...

Jinyao walked towards Ranbai, crossed the crowds of people, and pursued his own sun, and was his sweetheart.

Ranbai stood there impatiently, wearing a low air pressure, and was on the verge of freezing point. He looked at the hustle and bustle and prosperous scene of the ten-mile long street indifferently, and was extremely unhappy.

Jinyao took advantage of the endless crowds and the bustling chaos to secretly kiss the princess.

The boy's thin and soft lips were printed on the corner of the girl's lips. The touch was warm and soft in an instant, as if a white feather fell lightly, causing thin ripples that spread round after circle of the originally calm sea.

The lights are dim, and they are just a line with the light.

The boy's white clothes were as cold as snow, lonely and noble, with pear patterns swaying in his sleeves, and the clean and clear fragrance of pear blossoms lingered around the dyed white, kissing like a light.

At that time,

It is the rare loss of the princess in this life.

Ranbai was originally irritated because he lost the person, but he never thought that Jin Yao would appear in front of him again and would do such a move.

They all wore masks, and no one could see who was looking clearly.

The lights are still brilliant, and the crowds are still surging.

The princess was silent for a second or two, looked at the boy condescendingly, and took off the boy's mask the next second, revealing her picturesque face.

She had no scruples and held the boy's wrist with one hand. Her thin lips accurately bit the boy's slender and bright red lips, covering the breath, which made her kiss deeply.

The mask fell silently on the ground and no one paid attention to it.

The two kissed in the dim lights, and their sleeves and hair were entangled by the wind. This was the fate of life and the burning emotions.

The princess always does whatever she wants and is used to doing whatever she wants. Although the kiss at this moment was unexpected, she was still unscrupulous. The clean fragrance of pear blossoms made her feel very comfortable.

A familiar scene, a kiss again.

Jinyao never had the habit of closing his eyes because he didn't want to miss the slightest part of the person in front of him.

The boy's mask fell off, and his face was as delicate as a painting, and his slender eyelashes drooped like butterflies wings, covering his broken eyes, precipitating the deepest and most beautiful colors, like a deep and floating flame igniting. The tear mole on the corner of his left eye was shining with a faint luster, captivating and bewitching people's hearts.

The cold white look in the past was mixed with something else.

It seems like a demon growing in the darkness and walking out of the abyss.

Jin Yao looked at the princess who was so close to her, without any concealing her obsession and aggressiveness in her eyes.

Time seemed to be frozen at this moment, and the surrounding scenes and pedestrians continued to turn into background boards. No matter how far away it was, it seemed that there were only two of them left in the world.

The heartbeat that lost frequency.

"Bang, bang, bang--"

The warm, ignited deep kiss, in this illusory sense of existence, seems to prove all real and powerful existences.

The ten-mile long street is still bustling.

But they were freezing there.

Such a kiss is caught off guard in the dark, but it is natural.

Until after the end, the princess squinted her narrow peach blossom eyes lazily, and the halo jumped on her eyelashes. Her white and cold fingertips streaked across the tears mole at the corner of the boy's eyes. Her eyes were very dark, but she said nothing, but she just gently kissed the tears mole.

Then he slowly pushed the boy away, but took Jin Yao's hand and continued to walk forward.

Perhaps because of the kissing, the princess's eyes were covered with a bit of peach-colored red, which looked even more romantic and lazy, but her eyes were cold and cold.

Always extremely sober and keep one's own care.

She didn't say anything, and she couldn't tell anything about her expression, and she was always unfathomable.

The incident just now did not cause any emotional fluctuations to her.
Chapter completed!