So, on the second day, Ling Qingyu asked for leave and asked Cheng Jia to visit the ancient residence in Xizhou...
In fact, men are not interested in this kind of place. They just came from old houses and so on. Looking at these half-baked houses, they really don't have much feeling. The purpose of going to see them is nothing more than to see them What those people have access to is what it looks like.
By the way, when I came back from buying delicious food for Ling Qingyu, Xizhou broke crispy cakes.
After a happy night, serving Ling Qingyu until he couldn't get out of bed, Sum was still refreshed and followed them, learning how to make crispy cakes.
Last night, Pan Yinru and the others saw the bracelet on Mama Ling's hand and learned that it was the filial piety of her godsons. Then they saw the car driven by those people, and when they went shopping with them, as long as you want to pay for it immediately She is handsome, envious of Mama Ling, but also happy for her, as soon as she was invited by Mama Ling, she also went to play with her.
After everyone had left, Ye Shiyi moved an armchair and placed it on the balcony facing the lake, then hugged Ling Qingyu and put her on the armchair to bask in the sun.
Seeing that the corners of his mouth were still pursed, Ling Qingyu stroked his lips lightly with his fingers, and said, "What's wrong? Who bullied you on my eleventh day?"
Ye Shili licked her finger lightly, but didn't make a sound. Of course, he and Ye Po could not say that he and Ye Po had been huddled in the reeds and looked at her dick for so long.
Will definitely be beaten!
Yan San put the plate of fruit on the small table, sat down on the chair next to him, glanced at Ye Eleven, peeled a banana and handed it to Ling Qingyu's mouth.
Ling Qingyu took a bite of his hand, and said flatteringly: "Look, wouldn't it be nice for us to sit here and watch Yunjuan Yunshu."
Yan San didn't speak, just glanced at her waist and snorted.
Ling Qingyu didn't know the tricks she and Su Mu played on the boat. In front of them, the two listened and watched, and they were secretly happy. Fortunately, they were on the lake and no one saw them. After learning it, she really couldn't stand it.
Unable to resist that kind of temptation, even if I am exhausted, I will jump on it.
When Meng Su came up, he felt that the atmosphere on the balcony was subtle, so he didn't think much about it. He walked up to Ling Qingyu and said, "I went to ask the way, don't you want to go around the lake? Are you going?"
The sun is shining brightly, the blue sky and white clouds, the wind and waves on the Erhai Sea, the sparkling waves are like broken silver, reflecting the shallow white clouds, and the Cangshan Mountain like a shadow, it is really beautiful and attractive.
Ye Shiyi and Yan San both looked at Meng Su.
"I'm taking you there on a motorcycle, don't you want to go for a ride?" Meng Su smiled slightly.
Ling Qingyu's eyes lit up immediately, and said, "Okay!"
The two off-road motorcycles were always on MTV. Seeing Meng Su getting on the bike skillfully and handing the helmet to him, Ling Qingyu was surprised for a moment. It seemed that they had never learned motorcycles in his impression
However, motorcycles are similar to horses, and cars can drive, so this should not be a problem.
Putting aside the question, Ling Qingyu sat in the back of the car and wrapped his arms around his waist.
Every woman will have such a dream when she was a girl. The prince is riding a handsome motorcycle, sitting behind the car, hugging the waist of the man she loves tightly, and passing away in the wind, the long hair fluttering in the wind And silk scarves are synonymous with romance.
But the truth is, if the wind is really passing by, then what you feel is definitely not romance, but the messy hair on your face and the wind like a knife.
Ling Qingyu yelled, "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up" and then there was no sound for a few minutes. Meng Su stopped aside with a smile, took off both his and her helmets, and walked along the lake at a cool and comfortable speed with the wind blowing on his face. Mercedes-Benz on the side road.
The spring is strong, the lake is clear, the water lilies in the lake have already covered the green leaves of the lake, and occasionally the early blooming buds show a little pink tender shadow among the green leaves.
The clouds in the sky move with the wind, changing into various shapes, which are also reflected in the water. With the turn of the lakeside road, it is another scenery.
Hugging that solid waist and leaning on that thick back, Ling Qingyu cried out when he saw the beautiful scenery, and Meng Su stopped aside and asked her to take enough pictures.
The roads by the lake are mostly county roads and village roads, and there are not many cars and people. Meng Su would occasionally speed up and turn the corner at a very fast speed. The excitement made Ling Qingyu scream out loud, and then it was haha laughing out loud.
After getting used to that kind of wind blowing hair, it is extremely exciting.
Just like Meng Su used to take her to ride a horse and gallop across the grassland.
Unrestrained, presumptuous, and the speed of broadening one's heart.
Riding on the Huanhai East Road, which is built on the mountain and surrounded by twists and turns, there are many tourists on bicycles on the road. When they see the two, they smile and say hello, and Ling Qingyu also responds loudly.
Rows of egrets flew away, leaving gorgeous reflections on the lake.
At noon, they passed by a small village, and the two found a snack bar. After finishing their stomachs, they continued on their way.
The wind in the afternoon brought laziness. After passing the end of the river, many white wind turbines were erected on the far mountains.
Seeing Ling Qingyu marveling and taking pictures while leaning on the motorcycle, a warm smile appeared on the corner of Meng Su's mouth.
After interfering with things in the Northwest, there was almost no suspense. The Shu family was wiped out, and all illegal matters were dug out. Those generator sets that had been installed were fined and confiscated, and the money owed became fraud. According to Xiang Dong’s words, not only financial responsibility, but also criminal responsibility for the things they committed.
There is no need to go to the northwest again. Although it is said that he lost a chance to attack those bastards directly, Meng Su is still secretly happy.
He really didn't want to leave her again.
At that time, over there, he had endured it for so many years, and only when she went to Heishuiguan to see the general, he could take the opportunity to see her, and he couldn't say anything, he couldn't express anything.
Later in Bianjing, she finally accepted him, and then separated. After she lost news of the chaos in Bianjing, God knows how he lived those days.
When Jean was reunited in Tongguan, he couldn't believe it was real. He cut his hand to prove that he was not dreaming.
Such freedom, no pressure, no shadow of war, such a happy date, he didn't even dare to think about it before.
"Meng Su, come quickly!" Holding a cyclist next to him, Ling Qingyu pulled Meng Su past him and asked someone to take a picture for him.
Meng Su hugged her waist from behind, and the two of them were close together, smiling brightly and happily, which made the heart of the person who took the photo jump, and the ears were a little blush. After taking several pictures in a row, the The camera was returned to Ling Qingyu, and he said with a smile: "I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years!"
"Well, it's a good marriage for ten thousand years." Meng Su said with a smile, and pressed a light kiss on Ling Qingyu's cheek.