Chapter 648: Chapter 648: None of you are as good as you
However, looking at this display, they mostly guessed that it was for a celebrity, or maybe a popular online figure, so getting a photo wouldn’t hurt.
With the crowd gathering, the bouquet held protectively in the young man’s arms had been squeezed several times, petals torn off and trampled mercilessly on the ground.
A chill flashed in Louis Snyder’s eyes, his feigned innocence gone. He harshly shrugged off the hand the girl had on his clothes and quickly walked away.
The girl frowned, her tone annoyed, "What’s your problem! I’ve liked you for so long!"
Even though others wanted to catch up, they lost him in the night after only a few steps.
They didn’t manage to take a group photo, all they had were a few blurry pictures, but they were enough.
Boom——
Under the night sky, the brilliant fireworks resembled a morning sunrise. Lovers were embracing passionately, their youthful exuberance on full display, along with their never-ending passion and profound love.
After getting off the roller coaster, Hannah was even more excited. Her cheeks were flushed, and she still wore a pair of exaggerated cat ears on her head.
She excitedly dragged Arnold Simmons to the beach behind the castle.
The stars overhead reflected in the sea, and the sea water brought them right to their feet.
With the sea waves bringing the chill of the night, Hannah snuggled against Arnold and sat down, leaning on his shoulder, eyes closed, and softly called out, "Arnold."
Arnold Simmons leaned closer, his fingers running through her black hair. His focus unwavering, he replied softly, "I’m here."
She opened her eyes, and within her sparkling gaze, despite all her charm, was pure innocence.
She often asked him, "Arnold, am I the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen?"
With a twinkle in his eyes, Arnold nodded, "Yes, you’re the most narcissistic—and also the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen."
He paused, looking at Hannah puffing her cheeks, and finally stopped teasing her. He voiced all his remaining thoughts, and seeing her triumphant smile, warmth flooded his heart.
Hannah leaned in, rubbing her nose, which felt a little itchy. Her voice held a hint of her giddy excitement, possibly because she wanted to share something interesting with Arnold, "Arnold, I’ve met a lot of pretty people at work, but none of them are as pretty as me."
After saying this, Hannah rubbed her nose uncomfortably again, frowning.
Arnold took her hand and tucked her wind-blown strands of hair behind her ear.
With her nose no longer itchy, Hannah continued, "I’ve also met a lot of handsome guys."
The hand stroking her hair paused, his gaze as deep as a lake, his voice devoid of emotion, "Really?"
The first man who came to mind was the one who shared the stage with Hannah.
The internet was rife with comments about how well they matched.
After investigating the matter, he immediately cancelled all talent shows of the same series, seeing no need for them in the future.
Perhaps sensing the mood of the man beside her, she leaned in, and in a soft, mysterious voice, added, "But none of them are as handsome as you."
With just one sentence, the deep charcoal color in his eyes faded away instantly.
Like a soul-stealing specter, with a single sigh he could seize all your attention, making you only want to watch over her from then on.
He sighed quietly, pulling the person next to him into his arms.
Hannah suppressed the smile on her lips, rubbing against him in his arms, seeming a little excited, and took her time to adopt a serious expression.
