Rebirth of the live national male god

Chapter 695 Nineteen Love Letters

After all, this man is no longer the innocent little girl who could turn red when she casually teased her back then.

But now these love letters can actually make the cheeks and ears of this man who has already cultivated a thick face flush again.

How cute is the content here!
Mo Ran cleared his throat, raised his head solemnly:

"The term love letter is explained on the Internet as a letter between a man and a woman to talk about love.

Just like many boys confessing their love nowadays, they always like to chat and confess their love online.

But I think this method is far from the sincerity of confessing in person.

So, things like love letters, I think it's the same,

It needs to be disassembled face to face, and two people can watch it together to maximize the effect. "

Yi Beichen:...
It made sense, but he couldn't refute it.

Reaching out to touch his nose subconsciously, Yi Beichen was silent for two seconds, then raised his head and looked at Mo Ran seriously:

"What do you mean by this effect?"

This person really knows how to focus and find a place.

Mo Ran flicked the seal of the envelope in his hand, and in the next moment, he opened it directly:
"The effect depends on how well you write. If you write well, I may beat you on the spot. If you write too well, I may kiss you on the spot."

The man's eyes lighted up slightly, and before he could speak, he saw that Mo Ran had already unfolded the first letter paper,
A heart that still wanted to tease her was suddenly filled with tension.

"On the first thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight days after my birth, Ranran, you are here.

If this thing of fate really blossoms,
I think, that day, when I don't know,
In my world, maybe the sky is full of flower dances, and fallen flowers are like waterfalls.

Gorgeous, yet vast. "

···
"...I want to ride with you on a sailboat that doesn't need to be too good, raise the sails,
Whether it's a gentle breeze or a thunderstorm with lightning, we can face it together;
I want to ride an unsteady camel with you, let it lead us to the depths of the mysterious desert,
Whether completely lost, or found treasure,

We are all still able to show our will in the middle of the cold and warm desert;
···
I want to be with you, whatever it is, as long as I hold your hand.

Perhaps we are still unable to be so willful for some reason,
But I'll hold you and keep walking,

Until one day, maybe we can let go of those complicated and tedious things and listen to the sound of flowers blooming. "

···
Moran saw No.19 from the first letter, and finally smiled slightly:
"Is the language good?"

Yi Beichen looked at her calm expression, feeling a little unsure of what she meant.

Just as she was about to respond with a literal meaning, her thin lips were gently blocked by her.

His clear eyes were immediately covered by drooping eyelids,

What I was going to say was abruptly blocked back.

At that moment in his mind, he seemed to think of the scene of him writing a love letter at night with the lamp burning.

He remembered that he once seriously wrote down such a passage——

"I wondered if I was going to write a book for you, a book that would never be published.

In the book, there are all the appearances of you that I love.

Or, I want to write a poem for you,

You in the poem must be the most beautiful in the world.

But later, I thought about it, the book and the poem have an ending,

And I just want to be with you,
Be a song that can never be sung forever. "

　This love letter is really... Fortunately, I don't need to write nineteen letters! ! !
　　But it’s so fun to sprinkle sugar~
　　Hahaha~
　　August 27th at [-]:[-]~
　　Good night~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)