Lord! Give up, my wife is a black and white vest

Chapter 225 Wen Li: Fireworks... are beautiful; Lu Xixiao puts a scarf on her; the knife falls out

As Lu Xixiao started, this fireworks feast from a foreign country in winter officially began in front of Wen Li.

The sounds of countless fireworks launching into the sky rang out at the same time, leaving long tails in the air. Then, fireworks of different colors and shapes bloomed in the night sky with endless colors and light, like a dream.

In an instant, it was as bright as day, colorful and dazzling.

Fireworks display?

Looking at the fireworks that filled the night sky like waterfalls and stars, Wen Li realized it belatedly and was unable to react.

The people around were restless, holding up their mobile phones to record the scene.

Wen Li looked at the spectacular fireworks display in front of her and felt the presence of the man beside her.

"You asked me out... to watch the fireworks?" She turned to look at him.

"Ah."

After getting the exact answer from Lu Xixiao, Wen Li paused.

She thought that her fainting last night had made Lu Xixiao realize something and thus found out her identity.

When Lu Xixiao asked her out, his words were too formal and his expression was too serious. She thought that Lu Xixiao, who knew her identity, wanted to ask her out for negotiation, or... to settle a grudge.

Fireworks display? !

This was quite different from what she had expected.

There were romantic and warm fireworks in the sky, and a cold and dangerous knife in his hand. Wen Li felt a silent embarrassment in his heart.

What's more, I'm so speechless that I want to swear.

I just don't know who to direct these curse words at.

The speechlessness in her heart even spread to her eyes, which was seen by Lu Xixiao. Noticing that something was wrong with her expression, Lu Xixiao restrained his expression, turned towards Wen Li, and observed Wen Li's words and expressions.

Then he asked carefully, "Is it because it's too cold, too far, and you don't think it's worth the trip? Or are you disappointed? Or... you just don't like watching fireworks at all?"

He asked Wen Li almost word by word, haltingly.

Wen Li saw his nervousness and anxiety.

Lu Xixiao looked at the girl in front of him, waiting for a reply while wondering if this arrangement was not rigorous enough.

At least you should find out whether she likes it or not.

After waiting for a while,

Seeing Wen Li nodded slightly, he said, "The fireworks... are quite beautiful."

Not hearing any reluctance, Lu Xixiao breathed a sigh of relief.

The night wind was getting colder and colder. Lu Xixiao took off the scarf from his neck and reached out to put it on Wen Li.

Wen Li looked at Lu Xixiao's actions, staring at the scarf approaching her. With her hands in her pockets, she uncontrollably dodged backwards.

Lu Xixiao seemed not to notice her behavior. He held the scarf in both hands and continued to push forward, while Wen Li continued to lean back.

It should have been a beautiful and romantic scene, but Wen Li was completely uncooperative, the beauty was destroyed, and the scene seemed a bit funny.

Finally, with Lu Xixiao's efforts and persistence, the scarf successfully hooked the back of Wen Li's neck and brought him back.

Wen Li: “…”

Lu Xixiao put the scarf around Wen Li and took care of the details.

The wind blew her hair, hanging on her long eyelashes. Wen Li couldn't help but squint her eyes slightly, watching the man in front of her carefully adjusting his scarf.

A huge firework exploded at the highest point, and half of Lu Xixiao's face was lit up by the light of the firework, clear and bright. The orange-yellow firework was warm, and Wen Li's heart seemed to be shaken by the sound of the firework.

The night wind blew up the corners of his coat, and the short hair on his forehead was constantly stirred by the wind. The fireworks bloomed and the sound of dense sparks exploded, which made people feel numb.

Wen Li looked slightly dazed.

After regaining my composure, my thoughts were still a little confused.

It was not until Lu Xixiao, who had tied the scarf around her neck, gently brushed away the few strands of hair hanging from her eyelashes that Wen Li finally came back to her senses.

Without waiting for Lu Xixiao to withdraw his hand or take the next step, Wen Li turned his body towards the river to look at the dazzling fireworks in the sky.

However, Wen Li had no memory of what color or shape the fireworks were, and her expression was slightly tense.

The scarf was thick and soft. She didn't feel her neck was cold at first. Until the moment the scarf with his body temperature touched her skin, it was no longer warm, but burning hot. Their body temperatures blended together, and the warmth left on the scarf directly warmed her up.

She was watching the fireworks, but her mind was not on them.

He wasn't watching the fireworks, his mind was entirely on her.

Wen Li could feel his gaze on her face.

Her face tightened even more.

Wen Li felt that those strands of hair were a bit annoying, so she pulled her hand away and was about to tuck them behind her ears. In her restlessness, she didn't pay attention and accidentally pulled out the fruit knife from her pocket.

Hearing the sound, Lu Xixiao looked down, picked up the fruit knife, and looked at it in his hand: "Is this, yours?"

Wen Li remained calm: "No."

Lu Xixiao looked at her, then at the knife. No one had passed by just now, and the sound didn't sound like it was thrown by someone else.

"It seems to be yours." Lu Xixiao said.

"I remembered now. I peeled an apple this afternoon and put it in my pocket." Wen Li said casually without blushing or panting.

Lu Xixiao held the knife and asked, "Then, do you want more?"

I always feel like there's something weird about it, but I can't quite place it.

Wen Li took it and put it back in his pocket.

Lu Xixiao, whose mind was filled with only Wen Li and fireworks, could never have imagined that this knife was prepared for him. He had no idea how many times he had hovered between life and death under this romantic night sky, nor did he know how many times Wen Li had been cruel and soft-hearted towards him on the way here, or what she was thinking...

In a very distinctive local pub, Yu Jin and Lu Ziyan sat by the window, looking at the blooming fireworks outside the window, drinking wine, and watching this rare fireworks display.

"I'm sorry, Crucian Carp, I didn't know that the good viewing spots for the fireworks display had to be reserved in advance." Lu Ziyin apologized.

Yu Zhe: "It's the same here."

When Lu Ziyin heard this, the gloom disappeared: "I think this is good too. It's warm, and it's better to sit and watch while drinking than to be blown by the cold wind by the river."

"Their wine is pretty good too. This cherry blossom wine is delicious. You should try it, Crucian Carp." Lu Ziyin poured another glass for Yu Jin.

Although they were far away, there were enough fireworks.

Although you cannot experience the spectacular sight of fireworks blooming in front of your eyes, you can still see dozens of fireworks blooming at the same time.

Lu Ziyan lay in front of the window, watching intently without blinking.

"Look at that firework, crucian carp. It's really well designed and the colors are beautiful. It looks like a dandelion and is so neat."

"The spiral one is also beautiful, but I don't like the color. I think it would be more appropriate and better looking if it were blue."

Lu Ziyin kept his fingertips on the glass and never let go.

"Wow, this waterfall of fireworks..."

Yu Jin, who was standing opposite him, turned to look out the window. After a brief glance, he withdrew his gaze and returned it to Lu Ziyin's face...