"Hey, let it go..." Yue Yong blushed and wanted to pull out his hand, but then inexplicably gave up breaking free and let Jiang Cheng pull him away.

[This man's hand... is so stable...] Yue Yong felt this way in his heart. Yes, it was neither that he felt that Jiang Cheng's hand was warm nor that he felt that Jiang Cheng's hand was big, but that he felt that Jiang Cheng's hand was very stable. Compared with himself, there would be no trembling.

...

In front of the takoyaki shop, because Jiang Cheng, who was far away, was full of rejection, Yue Yong couldn't help but smile softly.

In front of the drawstring shop, looking at Jiang Cheng, who was gritting his teeth and trying to get the first PSO gift package, Yue Yong's expression became more and more relaxed.

In front of the goldfish shop, I looked at Jiang Cheng, who had dozens of goldfish in his hand, and Yue Yong, who had only two goldfish in his hand, showed a little displeasure.

In front of the candy shop, Yue Yong, who had completely buckled the umbrella pattern, looked lightly at Jiang Cheng, who had broken more than a dozen pieces of candy but was still resolute.

In front of the assorted roast shop, Jiang Chengzheng stuffed a piece of assorted roast into his mask without any influence, while Yue Yong looked at his wallet with black lines, wishing he could smash Jiang Cheng's head.

...

There are many more, and one person may also be the memory of the festival for two people.

Yue Yong was waiting alone in front of a certain apple candy shop. After hearing Jiang Cheng's shouting, he turned back

There are many more, and one person may also be the memory of the festival for two people.

Yue Yong was waiting alone in front of a certain apple candy shop. After hearing Jiang Cheng's shouting, he turned back

There are many more, and one person may also be the memory of the festival for two people.
Chapter completed!