My Little Poplar

Chapter 130: Extra summer travel

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It took a lot of effort for Yu Fengcheng to be approved to apply for going abroad before the end of the summer vacation. As if they were afraid of the team's backlash, the two of them took advantage of the speed of the special forces, from preparation to departure within one day, and flew directly to New York.

The location was chosen by throwing sabers with eyes closed, and neither of them are keen on traveling, so they have an attitude towards the next itinerary. In fact, they just want to do something different with the same person.

"I booked a chartered car, which can take us around tomorrow. Would you like to pick and choose some scenic spots?" Bai Xinyu asked.

At this time they were sitting on a bench in Central Park basking in the sun, Yu Fengcheng tilted his head on Bai Xinyu's shoulder, half closed his eyelids, looking sleepy and comfortable.

"Husband? Are you listening?" Bai Xinyu shook his heavy head on his shoulders.

"You arrange it." Yu Fengcheng yawned, "What does it smell like on you, it smells so good."

"The charming aroma of a handsome man is more intense under the fumigation of the sun."

Yu Fengcheng smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled: "Smelly."

"Then am I fragrant or stinky?" Bai Xinyu laughed.

Yu Fengcheng raised his hand, squeezed his chin and broke it towards himself: "Give me a taste and I'll answer you."

Bai Xinyu stood up quickly, flashed Yu Fengcheng who was leaning on him, the tall man opened his eyes, stretched his waist, stretched his strong and powerful arms like the wings of a roc, and landed on the back of the bench, like He was giving Bai Xinyu a broad, all-inclusive embrace, with a lazy smile on his extremely handsome face: "No kiss, what's wrong? Did I offend you?"

"Um."

"What's wrong with you?"

"You say I'm ugly." Bai Xinyu suppressed a smile.

"To say you are stinky is to provoke you." Yu Fengcheng's long and narrow eyes were full of teasing and pampering, "Then you are not stinky, but you are both fragrant and beautiful."

Bai Xinyu smiled triumphantly, bent down to hold his face, and kissed him forcefully: "Shang Dao."

Yu Fengcheng wanted to take advantage of the situation to pull Bai Xinyu into his arms, but after seeing through his intentions, he was grabbed by the wrist, and he was pulled up from the chair: "Go, let's go shopping for clothes."

"What clothes to buy?"

"Sexy lingerie."

Yu Fengcheng's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Bai Xinyu laughed and scolded: "Your uncle, of course it's the clothes you bought. We left in such a hurry that we didn't even bring a few clothes."

"That means sexy underwear can also be bought."

"Go away, buy as soon as you wear it."

"I can wear it." Yu Fengcheng lowered his head and bit Bai Xinyu's ear, the breath sprayed on his face was like a wild beast, dangerous and charming, "Anyway, you are the one who gets fucked."

Bai Xinyu was not to be outdone: "It's not because you begged me to fuck you."

A string of low smiles floated in my ear: "Can my wife wear sexy underwear, please."

Bai Xinyu swung his fist to hit him.

The two laughed and wandered all the way, and unknowingly walked to the commercial street.

Bai Xinyu really loves beauty and prefers youthful trendy brands. Yu Fengcheng is the complete opposite. Most of the time he wears military uniforms, while his normal clothes are basically an infinite cycle of arrangement and combination of plain tops, jeans and camouflage uniforms. When it comes to dressing, He is very straight, he does whatever is convenient, he doesn't want to use his brain too much. However, his figure is so superior that he looks good in anything, even better without it, so Bai Xinyu doesn't bother to care about him.

Seriously, this is the first time for the two of them to go shopping together to buy clothes. Bai Xinyu matched Yu Fengcheng from head to toe with a few of his favorite brands, combining various trendy brand items with street elements. Yu Fengcheng is so cool, after all, he has an aura of "I'm the most attractive".

Putting on new clothes, Yu Fengcheng asked people to send the rest back to the hotel, so he dragged Bai Xinyu to continue wandering around, unknowingly deviated from the concrete jungle that covered the sky and walked into the real community, where there are old and new clothes. The streets, the graffiti, and the smoky trash cans, Manhattan seems to be divided into two dimensions by the rich and the poor.

Some black people gathered in twos and threes on the street, casting wary eyes on the two intruders.

"Where did you go?" Bai Xinyu opened the phone map, "Cross the street ahead, it's not safe here."

Yu Fengcheng was happy: "They are not safe or we are not safe."

"Hey, at least they have guns."

The two turned into an alley, and Bai Xinyu suddenly shouted as if he had discovered a new world: "Yu Fengcheng!"

"Huh?" Yu Fengcheng followed his gaze to look at the graffiti on the wall.

"I didn't call you, oh, this pig." Bai Xinyu pointed to a pink pig and laughed, "It looks like the breeding pig I raised in the cooking class, the one with the same name and surname as you."

Yu Fengcheng hooked Bai Xinyu's neck and poked his fair and tender face with his fingers, "I haven't treated you for a day, is your butt itchy again?"

The two of them were having a fight when several figures suddenly appeared in front of them, blocking their way—two black youths with their hands in their pockets, and a small circle protruded from under the fabric, facing them.

"Guess what kind of gun it is?" Bai Xinyu wondered, "The caliber should be 9mm, and the shape of the muzzle... I can't see clearly, Glock? M&P? Or np27? These are all 9mm that are more popular in the United States."

"It's too hard to guess without taking it out." Yu Fengcheng glanced at the other one, "That should be a revolver."

A gangster said angrily: "What are you discussing in that damn bird language, throw your wallet over here!"

"What gun did you use?" Yu Fengcheng asked, and then said to Bai Xinyu, "Make a bet, I'll bet on Glock."

"But I want to bet on the Glock, too."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you. I'll bet on np27. If the gun he holds is really made in China, I'll kill his bones."

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"What's the bet?"

"Sexy lingerie."

"You fucking..."

"Shut up!" The gangster was completely irritated, "Do you think I'm joking! Wallet!" He took out his gun.

The two of them stared round their eyes, but no one guessed correctly, it was a Ruger.

The sexy lingerie flew away, Yu Fengcheng was also angry, and the two went straight to each other.

The other party was shocked by their aura of walking in front of the guns. There was not even a serious expression on the two oriental faces. He fired his gun and was knocked to the ground with a punch and a kick.

Yu Fengcheng picked up a man's arm and broke it without blinking. He observed the gun with the man's screams, "It's so light, no wonder Luge sells so well."

Bai Xinyu bent down to pick up the gun, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw a black shadow rushing towards him, and at the same time he was knocked to the ground, there was a loud thud.

Yu Fengcheng held Bai Xinyu firmly under his body, turned around and shot with inhuman reflexes, knocking down the third robber who was sneaking up on them at the entrance of the alley.

Bai Xinyu got up from the ground, feeling ashamed: "Damn, I was careless." Alertness needs to be exercised, and it will indeed regress in a safe environment for a long time.

Yu Fengcheng didn't say a word, but pressed Bai Xinyu tightly in his arms, with such force that it seemed to crush him.

Bai Xinyu quickly patted him on the back reassuringly, and said softly like a child, "I'm fine, good boy, I'm fine, my good husband, my husband is the best, and I'll always be safe with my husband."

Bai Xinyu knew what Yu Fengcheng was afraid of, and also knew what kind of hell-level horror the shooting at himself was to Yu Fengcheng. The one at the entrance of the alley is probably hopeless, Yu Fengcheng will not show mercy.

I didn't expect to encounter armed robbery every time I travel, which is really unlucky.

Yu Fengcheng finally let go of Bai Xinyu, but he was still tense, his eyes were cold and fierce, and his thin lips were drawn into a dangerous line. Bai Xinyu's heart skipped a beat. He knew that Yu Fengcheng's condition was not right. Many people who came off the battlefield had stress disorder. This accident triggered Yu Fengcheng's wartime psychology. At this time, he is not the man who can go shopping and chat with him , but a bloodthirsty beast.

Bai Xinyu rubbed his face and said seriously: "Look at me, listen to me, I'm fine."

Yu Fengcheng didn't speak.

"I promise there will be no next time. I will protect myself, because I don't want you to risk your life to protect me, so I will protect myself."

Yu Fengcheng stared straight at Bai Xinyu, and said firmly: "I am willing to die for you, ten thousand times and ten thousand ways of death, I will not hesitate once."

Bai Xinyu kissed him tenderly: "Don't talk about these dead people, we are out to play, not to fight, can you change back? Change back to my husband, good boy, I'm really fine."

Yu Fengcheng closed his eyes obediently, and opened them again after a while, his eyes had calmed down, after a moment of silence, he suddenly smiled: "So you can wear sexy underwear."

Bai Xinyu patted his head: "...All right."