If her mother hadn't called her sister outside and wanted to say a few words to her after talking to her sister, and her sister hadn't come to talk to her, Liu Yueyue felt that today was going to be extremely embarrassing.
Because if given a little more time, her panties would most likely be taken off by Yang Fan.
This guy is becoming more and more aggressive and shameless.
"Don't talk nonsense." Liu Yueyue took the sun hat back from Yang Fan and put it on again.
A mask is not enough to cover your body, you also need a hat.
It’s a pity that the sunglasses were put away, otherwise she would have liked to wear them.
The mall was very cool. After entering, Yang Fan didn't want to move. He wanted to find a place to sit down and rest, so he waved his hand and said, "I'll sit over there. You guys go shopping for a while."
Liu Yueyue and Liu Qianqian didn't force it, and went shopping hand in hand with great enthusiasm.
But not long after, the two sisters came back.
Liu Qianqian was unwilling to wear a mask and was mistaken for a celebrity. Although she didn't make a fuss, the two sisters lost interest in hanging out.
Naturally, the two sisters started arguing again.
"I told you to wear a mask, but you didn't listen."
"I'm not a celebrity. Why would I feel uncomfortable wearing a mask?"
"Is it any different if you don't wear it and I don't wear it?"
"That's none of my business."
"Then don't go shopping with me. Go shopping by yourself. Yang Fan and I will go shopping on our own."
"Come on, sister, I'm wearing it, right?"
“Annoying.”
After the quarrel, the two sisters came back to find Yang Fan.
"Aren't you going to go shopping anymore?" Yang Fan wondered, as they came back too quickly.
"Let's stop shopping and find a place to have dinner." Liu Yueyue took Yang Fan's arm.
Liu Qianqian also walked to the side, moved Yang Fan's men's bag back a little, and then took his arm.
So, people in the mall looked at Yang Fan like a criminal.
It’s just that this prisoner looks quite handsome, but unfortunately he is not the real prisoner.
A man like this should go in, he is so enviable.
Without their mother, Liu Yueyue and Liu Qianqian wore different clothes today, so it seemed that their figures were unique, the kind that all lustful men liked.
The three of them did not dine at the food floor of the mall, but took a car to have dinner somewhere else.
After dinner, they did not return to the hotel immediately.
When traveling, a hotel is just a place to sleep at night.
Why would tourists go back before reaching the rest point
So, Yang Fan and his three companions continued to visit Jeju.
Jeju does not have the splendor of Chang'an, a city that never sleeps, and its geographical environment has various inherent flaws, but it has also produced many great scholars whose names will be remembered through the ages.
But now...
A Jeju girl who traveled far to Chang'an said sadly: "When I look up, I see the outline of Thousand Buddha Mountain. When I close my eyes, I see Daming Lake and the moat. Baotu Spring gushes beside my ears. But I don't know what Jeju is like? What is it like?"
In addition to the sound of Baotu Spring, the following must be heard by Jeju people: "To learn how to operate an excavator, go to Jeju Vocational and Technical School..."
"If you are infertile, go to Jeju XX Hospital..."
These smells, like those of Zhangqiu green onions, permeate the Internet, dissolving the poetic and picturesque beauty of Daming Lake, Baotu Spring, and Thousand Buddha Mountain without a trace.
Yang Fan and the Liu sisters toured the Spring City at night and circled Daming Lake.
Daming Lake is not very big. Compared with a real lake, it can only be called a slightly larger pond.
There were very few lakes in the ancient sense.
There are probably only five lakes in China that are worthy of the name: Dongting Lake, Poyang Lake, Hongze Lake, Chaohu Lake, and Taihu Lake.
That is the five lakes among the five lakes and four seas in ancient times.
The so-called Erhai Lake is actually not even big enough to take a bite out of the five lakes.
The Five Lakes can be ranked alongside the Four Seas because they have the same breadth as the sea, with vast waves and mist, all filled with water.
Although Daming Lake is a little small, it has beautiful scenery.
Even at night, Yang Fan could see its beauty clearly.
Green willows hang down gracefully on the bank, the lake is rippling with clear waves, the lotus flowers are like brocade, small boats are competing to cross the water, and pleasure boats are moving slowly.
Towers, pavilions and terraces appear and disappear in between.
The ancients described Daming Lake as follows: "The lake is vast and boundless, the mountains are far away, the lotus waves are in the summer, and the spring is full of smoke. Rowing a boat in it is like traveling in a fragrant country, and the flute and drums add to the distant rhythm. It is indeed the unique beauty of Jiangbei."
There weren't many tourists. We just came out after taking some photos when the sky turned bad and it started to rain.
Hiding from the rain, Yang Fan saw people with or without umbrellas walking or running out of the park, some laughing and screaming. He couldn't help laughing.
"Why are you so happy to see others getting wet in the rain?" Liu Qianqian still didn't wear a mask and shook off some rain on her hat.
"No way, you see, they are happier than me." Yang Fan certainly did not admit that he liked to build his happiness on the suffering of others.
Although he really enjoyed Thirteen's voice.
"I'm happy too." Liu Yueyue excitedly smoothed the wet hair on her forehead.
When I was a child, I would run into the rain to play and have a lot of fun.
"Well, there are hundreds of ghosts wandering in the night in the heavy rain, and there are people mixed in with them, who are happier than the ghosts." Yang Fan used a tissue to wipe the water stains on Liu Yueyue's face.
Liu Yueyue stared at Yang Fan blankly, blinking her big eyes, wondering what that meant.
Liu Qianqian reacted quickly and glared: "Sister, he said you have a bad heart."
Liu Yueyue looked at Yang Fan and said nothing, but the meaning in her eyes was very clear. Is that so
Yang Fan put a hat on Liu Yueyue and walked towards a street stall: "Nonsense, I'm going to take a look over there and buy some handicrafts as souvenirs."
Some souvenirs have no value, they are kept just to be seen again one day, as if you have returned home again.
Due to the rain, a covered street stall became a shelter for many people.
The stall owner was very enthusiastic. Although no one bought his stuff, he didn't mind.
Yang Fan squeezed in and found that there were folk musical instruments on the stall.
Among them, the rare instrument ocarina aroused his interest.
Ocarina is a world instrument and is not exclusive to any country.
All countries and regions have had a pottery era, whether long or short, and all have had records of either making their own or learning from each other to reform and develop pottery flutes.
The domestic ocarina can be traced back to the pottery whistle unearthed from the Banpo site in Sanqin, which has a history of more than 6,000 years and is the ancestor of the domestic ocarina.
Yang Fan picked up a delicate little ocarina and asked the boss: "Can I try it?"
"Sure." The boss said readily.
Liu Yueyue followed and took out a wet wipe from her bag. She asked curiously, "Yang Fan, can you blow?"
Yang Fan took the wet wipes from Liu Yueyue's hand and whispered in her ear, "I'm very good at blowing. Do you want to try it when we get home tonight?"
Liu Yueyue looked bewildered: "Don't you want to blow it now?"
Alas, no sense of accomplishment.
Yang Fan ignored Liu Yueyue.
If it were Liu Qianqian, she would probably understand it immediately.
After wiping the air outlet of the ocarina, Yang Fan put it to his mouth.
Then, the summer rain fell silently, and the noisy voices disappeared.
Only the sound of the flute seemed to penetrate time and space.