The happy son of the city

Chapter 52 The Feeling of Holding Hands

When holding Lin Rulan's hand, Wang Zihan's heart beat faster.

This is a bit similar to when I was holding Ling Xiaohan's hand and walking.

Moreover, Lin Rulan's hands were warmer and smoother.

Most importantly, Lin Rulan squeezed his hand tightly with some strength.

The feeling of the two holding hands tightly made Wang Zihan fall into a certain kind of tension that could not be described in words.

In addition to nervousness, there is also indescribable excitement. This kind of complicated feeling cannot be described in words.

The same is true for Lin Rulan.

So much so that when they walked to the lake, neither of them thought of letting go of their hands.

"There are too many people, and it's night. What if she is accidentally bumped into by someone, or slips and falls into the lake?" Wang Zihan found a reason for holding Lin Rulan's hand, "So, Give her a pull. Yes, I should!"

"If he lets go, I'll let go. He's afraid that I'll fall, so he won't let go, so let him hold me for a while." Lin Rulan was also struggling to break free for herself, as Wang Zihan held hands Looking for a reason, "There are so many people, if they are washed away, it's not good!"

So, the two each took each other's hand "with ghosts in their hearts" and walked to the lake.

Neither of them knew how they got to the lake.

Lin Rulan even tripped over the steps several times.

"It's a good thing he held his hand, otherwise I really fell down." She even congratulated herself for a moment.

"If you don't pull her, she will really fall down," Wang Zihan thought in the same way.

After the two walked to the lake, they still didn't let go.

"It's really beautiful," Wang Zihan pointed to the continuous lights on the other side of the lake, and said to Lin Rulan who was standing beside him, "The smell of prosperity."

"The Furong Garden of the Tang Dynasty is only delicious at night." Lin Rulan smiled at Wang Zihan. "Especially after the New Year, and during the Lantern Festival, there will be lantern festivals. There will be more lights and more beautiful. But, there will be more people. Less flavor."

"Then come and see when the time comes. Let me take some photos for you," Wang Zihan said, letting go of Lin Rulan's hand, ready to take the phone.

Wang Zihan threw her hand, Lin Rulan was actually a little bit disappointed.

But when Wang Zihan took the phone and took pictures for her, she still showed a sweet smile.

After Wang Zihan took a few photos for her, she ran over to see how the photos were.

The two stood together looking at the photo, their bodies were touching each other, the good smell from Lin Rulan's body continuously penetrated into Wang Zihan's nose.

The evening wind blew, brushing Lin Rulan's beautiful hair, and blowing it onto Wang Zihan's arm, his face was itchy, as if the tenderness in their hearts was surging at this moment.Turning his head slightly, Wang Zihan could see Lin Rulan's beautiful neck, fair face, and crystal earlobes.

With the beautiful woman by his side, everything is within reach, Wang Zihan felt a little drunk in his heart.

"It's not bad," Lin Rulan smiled happily after seeing the photo Wang Zihan took for her, "Send it to me later, in the original format."

The distance was too close, and Lin Rulan's smile was so beautiful that Wang Zihan felt dizzy again.

Wang Zihan's attention at close range also made Lin Rulan's heart flutter like a deer. She lowered her head and stood quietly. Ren Zihan stared at her for a while, then raised her head, tilted her head and asked Wang Zihan: "Why are you looking at me so stupidly?"

Wang Zihan was suddenly embarrassed, quickly looked away and explained: "I'm watching, what angle is better to take the photo."

"Ms. Ben is very good-looking, no matter how you take pictures." Lin Rulan looked proud, "I will show you the photos I took before, they are beautiful, and I guarantee you will be amazed."

"Okay!" Wang Zihan naturally agreed, "I believe all your photos are beautiful."

"Why?" Lin Rulan showed a sly look, she wanted to hear Wang Zihan's praise.

"You look good-looking." Wang Zihan turned his head and looked around, and said again: "Anyway, I haven't seen anyone more beautiful than you today!"

Lin Rulan's heart was as sweet as eating honey, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

But she still tilted her head and asked Wang Zihan: "It's definitely not the case. Qingning is prettier than me!"

If you are a master in the field of love, you will definitely say at this time that she is not as good-looking as you, but you are the most beautiful woman in the world.So, the beauty in front of her burst into laughter, and she might reward you with something, such as a kiss on the face, or holding your arm, and she will not refuse whatever you want to do next.It's a pity that Wang Zihan is not a master of love, he has never even been in touch with love, he is a silly and innocent little man with pure love.

But Wang Zihan is also a very practical person, he really thinks that Chen Qingning is not as good-looking as Lin Rulan, at least in terms of temperament, Lin Rulan is more gentle.

Both women are tall, Chen Qingning is at least 1.7 meters, and Lin Rulan should also have this height.Chen Qingning's appearance is very handsome, a bit heroic, just like her personality; while Lin Rulan is more delicate, when standing quietly, she gives people a very quiet and gentle feeling.

Wang Zihan likes gentle and pleasant girls, so in his heart, Lin Rulan is more beautiful.

"I think you look better," he said dryly.

The effect of saying such things dryly by a low hand in love is completely incomparable with the effect of flattering a girl by a master in love.

Therefore, Lin Rulan thought that what Wang Zihan said was a little insincere, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly again, "Is it because she is good-looking!"

"You are the prettiest," Wang Zihan was a little anxious. He felt that his understanding should be correct, so he quickly argued, "I always think you are prettier, especially when you smile, like... just like..."

"Like what?" Seeing that Wang Zihan couldn't tell what it looked like, Lin Rulan couldn't help asking.

Wang Zihan wanted to say that it was as brilliant as a flower, but he felt that such a description was too vulgar, so he was a little entangled.

"One smile captivates the city, another smile captivates the country," Wang Zihan suddenly thought of these two poems, and blurted out.

After chanting, I felt that it was really appropriate to describe Lin Rulan.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zihan praised her like this, Lin Rulan was startled for a moment, and her pretty face turned red immediately.

She lowered her head shyly, but she was extremely happy in her heart.

She never imagined that Wang Zihan, who seemed honest and dull, would use this method to curry favor with women.

But Wang Zihan really didn't deliberately please Lin Rulan, he felt that Lin Rulan was beautiful, and he could really describe it like this.

No, some men and women walked by and looked at them with curious eyes.

Some men, who may have never seen such a beautiful woman as Lin Rulan, were so stunned that they bumped into someone else.Some girls who thought they were beautiful, when they saw Lin Rulan's appearance, were filled with jealousy and felt ashamed.

The men and women traveling together also left in a hurry after seeing Lin Rulan and Wang Zihan.

It can't be compared, there is too much difference in temperament and appearance.

After being shy for a while, Lin Rulan finally raised her head and looked at Wang Zihan quietly, her eyes were full of tenderness.

"The night is beautiful, let's go for a walk, shall we?"

"Okay," Wang Zihan agreed, and took Lin Rulan's hand naturally.

And Lin Rulan didn't break free, letting Wang Zihan hold her.

There were too many people, and the night was too dark. If they didn't hold hands, they would easily fall down or be scattered by others—the two of them found reasons for themselves again.

(End of this chapter)