Chapter 1620
Lu Jingchen saw Ji Yang gently put the conch in his ear, and his lips with a shallow smile made his heart drunk.
There is a saying that is true, love. People's eyes out of beauty, he now see Ji Yang, how to see is good.
"Come on, let's see if there's anything more beautiful ahead."
Excited, Lu raised his hand and took Ji Yang forward.
Ji Yang can't prevent it, so he almost trips over.
"Hello, Lu Jingchen, what are you doing?"
"Pick up some shells and conches, and go back to make a memorial."
"It's good to let them stay here. When the tide is high, let them return to the sea, isn't it?"
Hearing this, Lu Jingchen immediately stopped and looked at Ji Yang: "so you think so?"
Ji Yang Mo Ming: "otherwise?"
Lu Jingchen giggled: "I thought you despised their ugliness."
He said that these shells and conches were carefully selected by him and Shi ran.
Ji Yang is speechless.
"They're beautiful, but it's no use taking them back. It's better to leave them here."
Hearing this, Lu Jingchen immediately nodded: "well, it's reasonable. Then throw all these into the sea."
Lu Jingchen said, he put his hands and Ji Yang's hands all into the sea.
Ji Yang laughs. This man really says that wind is rain.
"However, it's not easy to come here once. We always have to take the most beautiful one back as a souvenir. Let's go ahead and see if there's anything you like in particular."
Lu Jingchen said, then he took Ji Yang's hand and walked forward.
The sea breeze disordered Ji Yang's hair and blocked her sight, but her eyes were still staring at the direction of their hands, and her heart was palpitating uncontrollably.
"Do you want this shell?" Lu Jingchen bent over to pick up a colorful shell the size of a palm and asked Ji Yang.
Ji Yang shook his head.
Looking at this, Lu raised his hand and threw the shell into the sea again.
Ji Yang said helplessly, "if you don't care about them, just let them lie here. If someone likes to take them back, take them back. Otherwise, when the tide comes, they will be taken back."
Lu Jingchen snorted: "such beautiful little things, let them return to the sea."
He doesn't want his hard work picked up by others.
Ji Yang saw Lu Jingchen pick up the lost, some strange way: "but tonight the seashore shell is quite many, and also quite beautiful."
Lu Jingchen pause for a moment, a little embarrassed smile: "really quite a lot, let's go to the front to have a look."
Not far away, a pure white, extremely beautiful conch suddenly appeared. Lu Jingchen was very happy and said, "man, what do you think of this?"
Lu Jingchen bent over to pick it up and handed it to Ji Yang.
Ji Yang looked and nodded: "well, the shape is beautiful and the color is clean."
Lu Jingchen gently put it in his ear, and then looked at Ji Yang excitedly: "you can really hear the sound inside!"
Ji Yang curled his mouth: "that's the sound in your ears."
"I mean it
"Ghost letter!"
"I don't lie to you, really! Listen to me
Lu Jingchen hands it to Ji Yang seriously.
Ji Yang had no choice but to smile. He raised his hand to take it and hummed: "I don't believe you. It's strange that I can hear you!"
Voice down, or very with the conch on his ear.
There is a saying that is true, love. People's eyes out of beauty, he now see Ji Yang, how to see is good.
"Come on, let's see if there's anything more beautiful ahead."
Excited, Lu raised his hand and took Ji Yang forward.
Ji Yang can't prevent it, so he almost trips over.
"Hello, Lu Jingchen, what are you doing?"
"Pick up some shells and conches, and go back to make a memorial."
"It's good to let them stay here. When the tide is high, let them return to the sea, isn't it?"
Hearing this, Lu Jingchen immediately stopped and looked at Ji Yang: "so you think so?"
Ji Yang Mo Ming: "otherwise?"
Lu Jingchen giggled: "I thought you despised their ugliness."
He said that these shells and conches were carefully selected by him and Shi ran.
Ji Yang is speechless.
"They're beautiful, but it's no use taking them back. It's better to leave them here."
Hearing this, Lu Jingchen immediately nodded: "well, it's reasonable. Then throw all these into the sea."
Lu Jingchen said, he put his hands and Ji Yang's hands all into the sea.
Ji Yang laughs. This man really says that wind is rain.
"However, it's not easy to come here once. We always have to take the most beautiful one back as a souvenir. Let's go ahead and see if there's anything you like in particular."
Lu Jingchen said, then he took Ji Yang's hand and walked forward.
The sea breeze disordered Ji Yang's hair and blocked her sight, but her eyes were still staring at the direction of their hands, and her heart was palpitating uncontrollably.
"Do you want this shell?" Lu Jingchen bent over to pick up a colorful shell the size of a palm and asked Ji Yang.
Ji Yang shook his head.
Looking at this, Lu raised his hand and threw the shell into the sea again.
Ji Yang said helplessly, "if you don't care about them, just let them lie here. If someone likes to take them back, take them back. Otherwise, when the tide comes, they will be taken back."
Lu Jingchen snorted: "such beautiful little things, let them return to the sea."
He doesn't want his hard work picked up by others.
Ji Yang saw Lu Jingchen pick up the lost, some strange way: "but tonight the seashore shell is quite many, and also quite beautiful."
Lu Jingchen pause for a moment, a little embarrassed smile: "really quite a lot, let's go to the front to have a look."
Not far away, a pure white, extremely beautiful conch suddenly appeared. Lu Jingchen was very happy and said, "man, what do you think of this?"
Lu Jingchen bent over to pick it up and handed it to Ji Yang.
Ji Yang looked and nodded: "well, the shape is beautiful and the color is clean."
Lu Jingchen gently put it in his ear, and then looked at Ji Yang excitedly: "you can really hear the sound inside!"
Ji Yang curled his mouth: "that's the sound in your ears."
"I mean it
"Ghost letter!"
"I don't lie to you, really! Listen to me
Lu Jingchen hands it to Ji Yang seriously.
Ji Yang had no choice but to smile. He raised his hand to take it and hummed: "I don't believe you. It's strange that I can hear you!"
Voice down, or very with the conch on his ear.