With the suitcase in the lead, Wang Jue really fought a bloody path for Wen Ai in the dense crowd. Although the process was arduous, it was Wang Jue who was sweating and suffering, and Wen Ai sat on the crowded box. , like bumper cars, quite fun.
Squeezing through the long and narrow entrance, the field of vision suddenly widens, and the quiet appearance of Qiuluan Ancient Town brings the world into another world. The town is full of ancient wooden structures, with red lanterns hanging in front of the doors, and rows of exquisite carved windows on the second floor. A narrow river passed by, and the awning boat leisurely swayed towards the depths of the town, dragging a white mark on the surface of the water. Time seems to slow down here.
Wen Ai rolled his eyes back and forth, almost unable to see the fresh scenery, and the impatience on his face was about to overflow.
"Want to play?" Wang Jue saw that he was in high spirits, so he simply pulled two suitcases in one hand and led him in the other, "Let's go, let's go shopping first, we are not in a hurry to go to the inn."
The boy who led the way found out that he had been separated from them, so he waited at the street corner. After waiting for a while, he finally saw the two break through the crowd, and started the tricycle to take them back to the inn. , the two turned around and ran to the shop on the side of the street.
"Ba Ba" honked the horn twice, but before it reached their ears, it was drowned out by the noise of people on the street. The boy clicked his tongue and was about to take out his mobile phone to call them. Wang Jue remembered this, turned around and searched for the boy's location on a tricycle not far away, gestured for him to return first, then turned his head and led Seeing my baby plunge into the crowd.
The two played from noon to night, walking and stopping all the way, shopping and eating, Wen Ai was satisfied, but Wang Jue was so tired that he didn't look like an adult, dragging two big boxes aside, just protecting Wen Ai who was bouncing around. Aibie was bothered by being knocked and squeezed, not to mention having to wait in line to buy food and play. But even though it's not adult, it's fun.
After dark, there are a lot fewer tourists in the town. Walking in the relatively secluded streets, the sound of the suitcase rollers rolling over the bluestone slabs is especially harsh.
Wen Ai walked briskly in front, and Wang Jue followed behind with a slightly heavy footstep. There are some milk tea shops and coffee shops scattered on this narrow street, each of which is decorated in a literary style, and the faint sound of music can be heard Floating in the night wind.
Wen Ai gnawed on the sugar painting in his hand, and suddenly stopped while walking.
"Tired?" Wang Jue walked up to him, taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, sucked that tender face, "Hey, the inn is not far away, hold on for a while."
Wen Ai still didn't step forward, his eyes glowed in the night: "Listen, you can sing, I feel so good, I'm going to see it!"
The source of the singing is under the sill at the two's feet, let's clear it up as a family, if it goes down, Wen Ai's current spirit will not come up in an hour. Wang Jue shook his head, the exhaustion accumulated all day quickly took over his limbs and bones, and sat down on the suitcase: "Still shopping? I sat in the car all morning and walked non-stop all afternoon. I Afraid that you are tired, come here first today, go back to the inn and sleep enough, and come with you tomorrow."
He said it tactfully, and Wen Ai was very puzzled: "I'm not tired, let's go, if there is any delay, the singing will be over."
Wen Ai was really not tired, Wang Jue was dragged by the hem of his clothes, and he slid forward together with two boxes weighing several tens of kilograms, and kept pulling down when he reached the steps.
"It's really good!" Wang Jue pressed his feet down, stepped on the ground hard, and stopped on the edge of the steps with a sudden brake, "Little ancestor, I have been serving for a day, can you allow me to get tired?"
Wen Ai tried to pull again, but Wang Jue didn't move at all, the soles of the shoes were firmly connected with the ground, even with his cat's tickling strength, a few more times would not be able to shake Wang Jue.
"Just take a look, soon." Wen Ai turned around, bent her neck against Wang Jue's forehead and rubbed it affectionately, looking at him with eyes like black grapes, her eyes were soft, coquettish silently Come.
Wang Jue was very useful, one hand slowly moved up along Wen Ai's thigh, and lightly grabbed the plump buttocks, the palm was full of soft and elastic flesh, then moved up, stopped at the lower back and walked back and forth After a few strokes, she suddenly pressed Wen Ai into her arms, and pressed her tightly against her.
Wen Ai let out a low cry unexpectedly.
Wang Jue raised his face slightly, brushed Wen Ai's lips with his lips, and said in a calm voice full of masculine charm: "Do you really want to go now?"
Wen Ai's ears are crisp, bad food, he wanted to use his appearance advantage to confuse the enemy's heart, but in terms of flirting skills, how can he surpass this old hooligan of the seventh generation, he was deceived by himself before he was successful, and snuggled up He just nodded in his arms.
Wang Jue's heart skipped a beat: "Then baby, can you go by yourself? I'll sit here and wait for you."
Wen Ai immediately hugged him tightly: "No."
"Aren't you going or don't want to go by yourself?"
Wen Ai buried her face into Wang Jue's neck: "I want to go with my brother."
"Brother is tired." Wang Jue had a deep smile in his eyes, "Brother will accompany you and go to the bar to play, which one do you want?"
Wen Ai let out a "woo" in disappointment, and rubbed his head against his shoulder, his strong dependence was like substance, lingering around Wang Jue: "I'm not going, I want my brother to accompany me."
Sure enough, no matter how big the willful and reckless pretentiousness is on weekdays, Wen Ai is still that docile and clingy little milk cat in his heart, the kind that Wang Juezhen has always held in the palm of his hand since he was a child. Feelings have affected the construction of his entire cognitive system and the shaping of his character, making him pure, kind, and soft-hearted. Liking Wang Jue has subtly become his biggest habit. Although he is not as straightforward and passionate as Wang Jue, it is integrated into his every movement, every glance, and every time he acts coquettishly and shamelessly. flowing.
Wang Jue has already figured out the inside and outside of this kitten, so he spares no effort to spoil him, and enjoys this unique expression of affection with joy.
Wang Jue hugged the warm body in his arms, his heart was about to warm up, and his languid spirit revived again, thinking that there was nothing else to live for in this life.
Wang Jue should take Wen Ai to Qing Dynasty. He didn't think about it from the very beginning. What happened just now was purely emotional hunger and needed nourishment from a good baby. In other words, it was a pain in the ass.
Wen Ai didn't feel that he was being teased, firstly, he was not so thoughtful, and Wang Jue changed his mind, so he happily followed; secondly, as soon as he entered the door, his attention was drawn to the stage.
A big sunny boy sat alone in the center, with a guitar on his lap, his fingers plucking the strings casually, his lips opened and closed unhurriedly, and soft folk songs filled the whole Qing Bar continuously.
Picking a table close to the stage, Wang Jue ordered a glass of watermelon juice for Wen Ai, ordered a glass of cold beer himself, blown off the froth and drank a couple of sips, then leaned back on the sofa with his muscles and bones relaxed. The little face listened intently, and stretched out his arms to turn the other person's face to him: "The ears will stop listening, come here, come here, put your eyes here."
Wen Ai broke free from her clutches, turned her face and looked back at the stage: "This song is quite melancholy, I see you can't get into the show."
"Do you dare to love that I look like a sketch?" Wang Jue smiled and fell back on the sofa, "Okay, as long as you are happy when you look at me, Pan Changjiang and I are as good as each other..."
After a hard day, Wang Jue sank into the soft sofa, the air conditioner was cool and dry, and he listened to soothing music. The tiredness that had been dormant just now surfaced again. He raised his hand to cover the dim light above his eyes, He hummed a few words, and his voice gradually became weaker: "... Don't say it, the young man's singing is a bit interesting... It's not as half-dead as you used to sing, as if you were hanging on your breath... It sounds quite..."
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It sounds very energetic and makes people feel that life is quite hopeful. Although it is a farewell song, the emotion is properly handled, so that it will not be mournful and moaning, and at the same time it sings melancholy and depression.
But Wang Jue is really sleepy at the moment, except for the high songs that come and go, everything that falls into my ears is a lullaby. Haunted by the soft melody for a moment, a certain place in his mind suddenly collapsed, and his consciousness sank.
Not only fell asleep, Wang Jue also had bizarre dreams. In the dream, he and Wen Ai returned to the mission world, but their identities were switched, he became a bully, and Wen Ai became the one destined to be bullied. But he was so happy, so without saying a word, he tied Wen Ai, locked him in a dark room, and bullied him in different ways every day. But Wen Ai didn't turn into a poor little boy begging for mercy as he had expected, instead he was happy all day long. Seeing that the task could not be completed, Wang Jue was in a hurry, but Wen Ai laughed when he saw that he was in a hurry, Wang Jue was in a hurry, and shouted: "What are you laughing at?"
With this cry, his body bounced like a spring, his eyes suddenly opened automatically, and he forcibly pulled himself out of the dream.
Wen Ai and Cheng Xuyang were chatting happily next to him, they were taken aback by him, saw that his eyes were empty and dreamy, so they pushed the beer over to him, raised the corners of their mouths and said, "Just woke up, you know, we The inn we booked is run by Brother Xiaocheng, and he will take us back later."
Wang Jue took a sip of cold beer and was completely awake - when he painstakingly completed the task in his dream and tried his best to "bully" Wen Ai, he was talking and laughing with the resident singer just now. A man's heart is more like a needle in the sea than a woman's, and Wang Jue's heart is suddenly a little subtle, as if he has really been green.
Cheng Xuyang smiled and nodded towards him: "Just call me Xiao Cheng."
Wang Jue briefly introduced himself, while looking at the other party calmly. He is a standard handsome guy. The green temperament of a high school student has not faded away, and the corners of his mouth are naturally turned up, looking friendly and sunny.
"It's really heavy." Cheng Xuyang tried to lift the two large suitcases placed beside him, "You are so kind to your brother, you can carry so many things for shopping all afternoon."
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Wang Jue raised his eyebrows, and glanced to the side, Wen Ai buried her head, not daring to meet his gaze.
"I can't help it. I have to pamper my own." Wang Jue moved his shoulders casually, as if he wanted to change into a comfortable position after sleeping, and moved closer to Wen Ai without a trace. Wen Ai sensed his intention, As soon as his butt was raised, Wang Jue grabbed the timid little thing who dared to run into his arms: "Say it yourself, does it make sense?"
Wen Ai's ears became hot, and he didn't even have the face to look at other people's reactions, his head was almost buried in his collar.
Cheng Xuyang was surprised for a moment, and then lowered his eyes quickly to cover up. In fact, when he was chatting with Wen Ai, he vaguely guessed something inside. After all, Wen Ai, a little idiot, whenever Wang Jue was mentioned, there was an inexplicable ambiguity in the corners of his eyes and brows, and what he said casually Take out the minutiae during the trip and ask, who is so considerate to you if you don’t sleep on the same bed? But Cheng Xuyang didn't expect Wang Jue to be so...so unscrupulous, he didn't shy away from the eyes of others, and he was so open and honest.
He behaved so naturally and so naturally, as if he and Wen Ai were just a pair of ordinary lovers, not deviant aliens. The worldly prejudices that were suppressed like a jack, and his flirtatious attitude, could only be dialed back. portion.
Wen Ai obediently sat on Wang Jue's lap without saying a word. After eating so much, he has a long memory. Wang Jue is a hard rock with no skin and no face. Just don't hit it and splash the egg liquid. If you follow Wang Jue, you will only lose your current face, if you don't follow Wang Jue, ten more faces will not be enough.
Wang Jue hugged the well-behaved Bao'er, and sure enough, he didn't do anything out of the ordinary. He chatted with Cheng Xuyang: "Today, the inn originally sent someone to pick him up. He is about your age, tall and thin. We let him go back first on a whim." I'm really sorry for causing him to make a trip for nothing."
"It's okay." Cheng Xuyang pulled away from his contemplation, "You're talking about Brother Xiao, right? Is your skin quite fair?"
"Yes, it's him." Wen Ai was very active when talking about the same kind of Yaozu, and almost slipped his tongue, "How did he get to your house? Hmm... I don't think he has a genetic resemblance to yours. You are not relatives, are you?"
"It's a long story, and the story is a bit complicated. Now he is temporarily helping the inn." Cheng Xuyang said in a few words as if he hadn't said anything, and Wang Jue and Wen Ai knew it well and didn't ask any more questions. There are also some anecdotes.
After the chat was almost over, Cheng Xuyang looked at the time: "I still have to sing two more songs before leaving. Do you want to sit down and wait for me to lead the way, or?"
Wen Ai finally yawned for the first time since waking up today, and moistened his eyelashes: "Come back, I'm a little sleepy."
When he finally walked into the brightly lit lobby of Gu Yue Inn, Wen Ai half-closed his eyes and was drowsy. After completing the check-in procedures, Wen Ai was completely asleep and unconscious. Wang Jue couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to carry him upstairs.
The room was booked by Wen Ai before, so he booked two rooms with all precautions. Wang Jue thanked Xiao Er who helped with the luggage, locked the door, and came to the bed, Wen Ai hugged the quilt and snored a little. Seeing his cute appearance, Wang Jue involuntarily raised the corners of his mouth, and bent down Go and pinch his nose, caressing his tender face: "Little Gua Wa, you slept so hard, you didn't even know it was stolen and sold in the middle of the night, so you were on guard against me."
Wen Ai grunted, trying to drive away the evil hand, but instead of driving away, he was caught instead.
When Wen Ai was a child, the cat's paw was like a plump big dot, the pad was soft and sticky, and she especially liked to step on Wang Jue's palm. Wang Jue couldn't help it, so he aimed at a small paw and kissed it. Wen Ai was confused by the first encounter, and kept his posture motionless in the middle of the game, and after a long while, he meowed at him twice, and raised his paw tentatively, Wang Jue immediately understood, caught him and took another presumptuous mouthful .
Ever since Wen Ai was able to control the shape change, she seldom changed back to the original little group of cats. The culprit is of course Wang Jue, a bastard who loves to round and flatten him. At this moment, Wang Bastard held Wen Ai's hand, and couldn't help but sigh, when will the baby be happy to change back.
Wen Ai always couldn't pull back his hand, frowning as if he was going to be wronged, Wang Jue hated him the most, kissed the back of his hand lovingly, got up and went to pack the box.
Summer vacation is the peak tourist season, the people living in the inn change every day, and the room supplies are sometimes not updated in time. Wang Jue called and asked for two bath towels, and soon someone knocked on the door, and when it was opened, Cheng Xuyang stood outside.
Wang Jue took the things, saw that his forehead was sweating, and asked, "You just came back?"
"You got a call as soon as you got to the lobby." Cheng Xuyang smiled and waved his hand, "Just call us if you need anything, and I won't disturb your rest."
After speaking, he turned around and disappeared at the stairs. Before Wang Jue closed the door, he heard the capable voice of the proprietress from the stairwell: "The delivery is over? You go quickly, I am looking for you."
"Who is looking for—ouch!" Cheng Xuyang seemed to have been beaten by the proprietress.
"Little bastard, who else is looking for you! Brother Xiao!"
Cheng Xuyang seemed to be very happy to be beaten, he responded, and walked away briskly.
Wang Jue stood at the door, shaking his head, wondering if Cheng Xuyang knew that Brother Xiao was not of the same species as him, it seemed like a rather complicated story.
In the early morning of the next day, while Wang Jue was still sleeping, he was suddenly hit hard on the chest by someone. Judging by the familiar force, it was the little ancestor who woke up.
"What's the matter, baby?" Wang Jue didn't open his eyes in a daze, turned over and held Wen Ai into his arms, "It's still early, lie down for a while."
"Get up!"
Hearing his trembling voice, Wang Jue's heart trembled, and he opened his eyes immediately, only to see Wen Ai staring at him with a mournful face.
"What's going on?" Wang Jue hurriedly touched him, "Baby, what's wrong?"
As soon as he touched his thigh, Wang Jue heard a miserable howl, and Wen Ai kept pushing him: "It hurts! You still touch it!"
Wang Jue sat up and lifted the quilt, and checked his legs: "Let me see."
Enduring the pain, Wen Ai grinned and sat up and covered the quilt back: "Did you take advantage of me to fall asleep last night... I am in pain from my feet to my waist now!"
Wang Jue was stunned for a moment, and after guessing the part of Wen Ai's unspeakable words, he suppressed a smile and said, "Well, I raped you while you were asleep."
Wen Ai was caught off guard by his sudden frankness, and held his breath in his throat. He hadn't thought about what to scold, so he could only say weakly, "You're obscene..."
Wang Jue laughed until his shoulders shook like chaff, and he went to untie Wen Ai's pants with trembling hands, "Come, come, brother, have a look."
Wen Ai clutched his butt and refused to show, Wang Juexiao fell on his belly: "Baby, if I really did something, do you think your lower body hurts?"
He reluctantly stopped laughing, slipped one hand into Wen Ai's shirt, found a small one, and gently teased it: "How does it feel? Huh? Does it hurt?"
Wen Ai's face was flushed from being pinched by him, and she looked at him pitifully: "But my butt hurts so much, and so do my legs, I can't move."
Wang Jue kissed his forehead lovingly: "Don't be afraid, I'll show you first."
Wen Ai usually doesn't exercise much, and has been squatting at home for a long time since the beginning of summer. Yesterday, he played vigorously and vigorously, and his exercise volume was off the charts, and his energy was exhausted. Today, his muscles are sore belatedly, and the attack is menacing, which is comparable to being tossed by Wang Jue Than, more than ever.
It seems that I can't go out today. Wen Ai is paralyzed on the bed, and Wang Jue is also on the bed as a 24-hour escort. , I was about to turn my face and have an attack immediately, so I had to restrain myself all the time.
Wen Ai snorted: "Laugh if you want to, don't hold back your asthma!"
"Oh, the baby is wronged. If my brother doesn't smile, he just loves you." Wang Jue was saying this, but his expression was trying to collapse, but it seemed that countless small holes had been poked, and there were traces of smiles everywhere, "Wait After dinner, I'll massage your acupuncture points, and I promise you can go out tomorrow."
Wang Jue didn't talk too much, he massaged and beat Wen Ai's menstrual pain, and took a hot bath. After waking up from a nap, most of the soreness disappeared, and Wen Ai's wrinkled brows returned home. Everyone.
Wang Jue took him to the corridor to see the scenery. There was a big fat cat lazily basking in the sun in the yard, and the sparrows ran past him indifferently. Wang Jue chatted casually: "At noon, I heard from the master chef in the kitchen that this cat is lazy. It doesn't do anything except eat and drink all day long. After throwing it away several times, it came back by itself, so I had to keep it."
Wen Ai: "..."
Wen Ai slept all afternoon and couldn't fall asleep at night. Seeing that Wang Jue was in a deep sleep, she went out to enjoy the shade by herself. After Wang Jue gave him a massage in the afternoon, he also drew a few first drafts and updated a Weibo. Fans are asking him why he hasn't posted cats recently. Wang Jue looked back at Wen Ai who was stuck on the bed, and replied ambiguously: "It's doing well now, see you again by fate."
I just didn't expect this fate to come so quickly.
Early the next morning, Wang Jue felt that it was cold next to him, and he saw no one in the room. Wen Ai's cell phone rang under the pillow, so he didn't think much about it. Maybe the baby was hungry, so he went out to buy some food first. The food went.
When Wang Jue went downstairs and went to the lobby through the backyard, he saw the kitchen master's lazy cat galloping like a big ball of meat bouncing on the ground. In front of the big meat ball there was a small black meat ball running for his life. Wang Jue was happy: "If you don't make a sound, it will become a blockbuster. Where did you dig out such a big mouse? Did you step on it if you didn't do it before?"
Before he finished speaking, the little black meat ball suddenly turned abruptly, and ran towards him desperately. It was a familiar meow mixed with panic.
Wang Jue's whole body was cold, his instinct was faster than his thinking, he stretched out his hand quickly, and with a heavy hand, there was a warm and trembling meat ball.
"Baby?"
The little black ball moved and raised its head. Its hair was so dirty that its nose and mouth could not be seen clearly. It only had a pair of big and round cat eyes, clearly full of grievances and dependence.