I don't want to be Liu Xiahui (2)

"It's so beautiful ..."

Mo Xiaomeng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass and looked outside in amazement.

The lights were bright and colorful.

It was as if one could see the beautiful scenery of the city from here.

In fact, big cities were all different, and that was prosperity.

However, behind this prosperity was the city's heritage and culture. This was the difference between different cities.

Mo Xiaomeng was used to seeing prosperity in the United States, so she wasn't really that amazed.

But at this moment, the beauty of his mood made the scenery even more beautiful.

Ye sijue stood behind her, his tall body almost wrapping around her.

Mo Xiaomeng pressed her hands against the glass and said like a child, " it's really nice. What do you think? "

"Yes, it's nice." Ye sijue's usually devilish voice had become low.

His large hand reached over and covered her hand.

His fingertips opened the gaps between her fingers and entered.