In the end, Shen Fangli sighed regretfully: "What a pity, there haven't been any meteor showers recently."
"It must be very beautiful to watch meteors here."
Yan Xianjue tapped her forehead and said, "Make a wish that can be fulfilled on earth."
"I know I'm powerful, but not powerful enough to control meteors."
Shen Fangli: “…”
Shen Fangli was speechless: "I just sighed casually, I didn't make a wish!"
Rather, if the other party could really control meteors, then she should be struggling with whether to send him to the laboratory for slices.
Shen Fangli put her hands on her hips and quietly rolled her eyes at him in the dark night.
Then she heard Yan Xianjue say coldly, "I can see it."
Shen Fangli stuck out her tongue again, put down her hand, and leaned lazily on his shoulder.
"The mutton hotpot on the Internet is so delicious." She rubbed her stomach, feeling bloated from eating too much.
Yan Xianjue reached out and rubbed her in circles, complaining, "Have you never eaten?"
"I'm not afraid of indigestion even though I eat so much at night."
Shen Fangli smacked her lips, her tone heavy: “You don’t understand, a person who has just started to quit snacking will feel very lonely in his mouth.”
Yan Xianjue raised his eyebrows: "I think you are hinting at something."
Shen Fangli was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized what he meant.
Suddenly, he got angry: "I didn't!"
Yan Xianjue raised his eyebrows noncommittally, and didn't argue with her: "Okay, you don't want to, but I do."
After saying that, he lowered his head and exchanged a kiss with the other person.
Well, this time it’s lamb hotpot flavor.
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