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What he saw was the swaying crystal lamp on the ceiling, a few drops of sweat on the silver-gray silk pillow, the blackout screen blocking the light outside the window, the hazy bedside lamp reflecting the shadows of two people hugging each other, and the pajamas scattered on the floor. Ambiguous shapes are stacked up.
Han Yi's kisses fell one by one, ranging from gentle to rapid, landing on Xia Yang's hair, forehead, and nose. His hot breath flowed between her lips and teeth, like the hot sun in summer.
Xia Yang never thought that on his 24th birthday, he would have his own man for the first time.
He never thought that he spent his 24th birthday in **...
It's quite memorable.
It was already afternoon when I woke up from bed. When I opened my eyes, I met Han Yi's dark eyes.
"You're awake, do you feel okay?" A gentle voice floated past her ears, and a gentle kiss fell on the tip of her nose.
"Well..." Xia Yang blinked, the corners of her eyes were still a little red, her eyelashes were trembling, and she buried her face in the pillow as if she was shy.
It’s really enjoyable when you’re enjoying it, and the pain afterwards is really painful.
He couldn't answer this question, so he dragged his sore body into Han Yi's arms, then came close to his collarbone and took a gentle bite.
There were small pale pink teeth marks, surrounded by shiny **. After biting, he raised his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Next time I go down there, you will have a deeper experience, I promise."
Han Yi paused, raised the corners of his mouth, stroked his smooth back with his palms, and said softly, "I'll take you somewhere."
"Where to go?" Xia Yang asked.
"Healthy hot springs, soothing the body." Han Yi gently took him out of the bed.
There is a famous recuperation hot spring on the outskirts of City A, commonly known as "medicine soup". It combines precious herbs with hot water to achieve soothing and recuperative effects.
Xia Yang got up and went to the cloakroom to change clothes. As soon as she picked up a set of casual clothes, she was stopped by Han Yi.
"Wear this suit." He handed over a haute couture dress with a dust cover, which had been custom-made a few days ago.
"Uh, wearing such expensive clothes to go to a hot spring? Is there a hot spring catwalk?" Xia Yang asked confused.
"No," Han Yi looked mysterious. He didn't explain why he had to change into a dress. He just said casually, "For birthdays, you should dress grandly and have a sense of ceremony."
Xia Yang: "."
Unable to find a reason to refute, he had no choice but to change into his clothes and go downstairs.
But he was murmuring in his heart, always feeling that Han Yi was brewing something.
It was a clear day and the sun was warm. The car drove for more than an hour and arrived at the destination, the hot spring resort.
Han Yi took off his seat belt, turned around and asked, "If you have difficulty moving, do you want me to carry you?"
"... Uh, let's say goodbye." Xia Yang thought of being carried on someone's back and having to pull her legs apart. Thinking of this, she felt a dull pain somewhere. What's more, this is a resort area with people coming and going. Yes, the two of them are easy to attract attention...
"I'll go by myself. It's not like I broke my leg." He turned his eyes away, opened the door and got out of the car.
The two of them entered from the entrance of the resort, and the tan wooden plank road winded all the way, leading to a courtyard with a retro style inside.
"You two, please come in." The waiter led the way.
"Are there many tourists here today?" Xia Yang asked, pushing up the sunglasses on the tip of her nose.
"There is almost no one here at the hot spring, but I heard from the front desk that there may be groups coming in the evening, but the time is not yet certain."
"Oh, okay." Xia Yang felt relieved after hearing what he said.
It's half past three now, still early in the evening.
His and Han Yi's recuperation trip should not be disturbed by other people.
There are more than thirty soup pools of different sizes, with the healing medicinal soup at the very back. After taking a shower, the two people put on their bathrobes and walked all the way towards the medicinal soup pool.
Xia Yang found a medicinal soup pool shrouded in white mist, and was about to get into the water when he suddenly saw a smaller and more exquisite soup pool next door, with a small wooden sign standing next to it.
It says: Firm skin, make it soft and elastic.
… Hiss, it feels so magical. I don't know if it was a gimmick or if it really had such a miraculous effect, but Xia Yang immediately changed direction as soon as he saw it and slipped into the water.
Han Yi followed from behind and saw the wooden sign. Within half a second, he untied his waist tie and entered the small soup pool.
"Why did you choose this one among so many soup pools?" he asked in the hot water.
With careful thoughts in mind, Xia Yang spoke out a few words in a very low voice: "Tight, delicate..."
After Han Yi reacted, he hugged the young man tightly into his arms, lowered his head and kissed his lips.
"You don't need to. You are perfect, no matter what."
"..." Xia Yang pursed her lips, the tips of her ears turned red with embarrassment, and splashed water, trying to slip away from the man.
But a pair of warm hands grasped his wrist, and then hot breath fell on his lips and teeth, and Han Yi deepened the kiss.
The mist lingered, and the temperature on her body suddenly increased. Xia Yang's eyes were misty, as if they were floating on soft clouds.
After soaking for more than half an hour, he wanted to go ashore to drink water, so he poked Han Yi on the shoulder and said, "Put me up here. I want to get something to eat."
"Hold it up?" Han Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you sure you want to use this method?"
Xia Yang immediately understood what he meant. It was not difficult for Han Yi to lift his "chassis" up. The problem was that this "base" had experienced a lot of ups and downs before, and it was most likely not suitable for "lifting" at this moment. ".
"...I know, I know." He coughed with red ears, gave up on the "shortcut", and decided to walk up the steps.
As soon as he took a step forward, his knees suddenly bent and his whole body was hugged by Han Yi. ,
"Hey!" He was startled and couldn't help shouting.
"I'll carry you up." Han Yi said as he stepped onto the shore through splashing water.
At this moment, there was a noise at the entrance, and dozens of men and women came in from outside.
It seems to be a small tour group.
The person taking the lead was a little girl. When she saw them, she was startled at first, and then she screamed "Ouch" the next second.
"Oh my God! That can't be Xia Yang!!!"
Xia Yang: "..."
Han Yi: "..."
This voice made the large army look at them one after another. Dozens of eyes were glued to them, and the shouts came one after another.
"It's really Xia Bao! Mom, is this what it feels like to meet a celebrity by chance!"
"Hahaha, Xia Yang is so cute, she is being held by the handsome guy next to her!"
"That's my husband. It was just announced officially. Didn't you read Weibo!"
"Wow, we've just met this person just after the official announcement. What kind of divine luck is this!"
"Xia Yang—Xia Yang—"
The main force shouted in their direction.
Xia Yang didn't expect to bump into so many people at this time. He quickly got off Han Yi, wrapped himself in his bathrobe and greeted them.
"Hello and Happy New Year!"
"happy New Year Happy New Year!"
Seeing that the large army was about to surround him, Xia Yang took Han Yi's hand and strode toward the exit.
"Have fun, we have other things to do, let's go first."
other people:"… "
Although they still wanted to watch the fuming couple, they finally maintained their high standards, waved goodbye to them, and watched the two of them leave.
After a short soak in the healing hot springs, most of the discomfort on my body was eliminated, and the soreness in my waist was almost invisible.
Xia Yang felt refreshed, stretched her relaxed body, went to the dressing room to shower and change clothes.
He also poked his head towards the corridor outside the door and said to himself: "There won't be any more people coming now, right?"
Han Yi looked at him and pursed his lips: "There is no one left, but now that we have made it public, there is no need to hide from the crowd."
"That's what I say, but it depends on the occasion." Xia Yang said.
Han Yi: "?"
"For example, in a place like a hot spring pool where people are disheveled, it is better to avoid crowds of people."
"Why."
"Because you have marks on your body, and so do I. If someone sees us, they think we did something in the pool."
Han Yi: “………”
Han Yi: "The angle of your worry is quite strange!"
Xia Yang: "That must be true."
The car drove out of the hot spring resort area and turned right onto the viaduct. Xia Yang looked out the window, turned around and asked, "Isn't this the way home?"
"Well," Han Yi held the steering wheel, looked at him, and seemed to laugh: "Why, you are afraid that I will kidnap you."
"...Are you willing to give it up?" Xia Yang rolled his eyes and snorted, "If I sell it, you will become a widow~"
"Don't talk nonsense." Han Yi's tone was calm and he was not allowed to use unlucky words. After a pause, he softened his voice and said, "I see that your body has almost recovered after bathing in the hot spring. You can continue as planned."
"?" Xia Yang showed doubts in his eyes.
Han Yi didn't speak anymore and just drove forward. After driving for more than half an hour, the car stopped at the gate of a private manor.
"Here we are." He took off his seat belt. "A business friend is holding an auction here tonight. I have read the list in advance and there is something I like."
He received the invitation a few days ago. When he saw that the auction was on Xia Yang's birthday, he originally wanted to refuse, but after looking at the auction list, he suddenly changed his mind.
It just so happened that he wanted to give a birthday gift, and there was something on the list that Xia Yang might like.
So he treated it as a surprise and didn't tell the birthday girl in advance.
"I finally know why you asked me to wear a dress." Xia Yang took Han Yi's arm and they walked towards the brightly lit manor together.
The people invited to this auction were all high-ranking dignitaries, well-dressed and well-dressed, and celebrities gathered together. The entire manor was like a cluster of flowers.
Han Yi took Xia Yang's hand and walked into the venue. People kept coming over to say hello, and some people were whispering behind their backs, saying in a strange and strange way: "Is this the little star who married a wealthy family? I heard that there has been no wedding even after a year of marriage. I guess these two won’t last long.”
"Who knows how Han Yi, who has a big family and a big business, could fall in love with a man. I don't think they will last long."
"We'll see."
At six o'clock sharp, the auction dinner started on time.
Xia Yang and Han Yi were in the VIP seats in the front row. The auction items were displayed one by one, and Xia Yang stared at the crowd with great interest.
"Hey, Han Yi, what do you think of that limited edition palace earl-style nightgown?" He tilted his head and whispered to the man next to him.
This is the first time I have seen such a gorgeous men’s nightgown. The mercerized fabric shines with pearl luster, dotted with classic and retro printed patterns, and has a ruffle design with a bit of feminine beauty. He can't help but wonder what Han Yi is wearing this earl-style nightgown. look.
… sleeping Beauty?
"Shoot it, Earl?" He poked her thigh underneath and asked jokingly, "Although this pajama is a men's style, it has a rare open back, which just shows off your strong waist muscles."
Han Yi pulled back his legs and rolled his Adam's apple: "You want to wear it? I'll take the photo if you wear it."
"That's a large size. It doesn't fit me. You have to come and use your strong body to control it." Xia Yang covered her mouth and giggled, shaking the cards in her hand.
In the next second, Han Yi actually held up a sign to take a picture of the pajamas.
"Let us congratulate Mr. Han Yi!" The auctioneer dropped the hammer, and the host clapped and shouted with a smile.
Xia Yang was dumbfounded now and kicked her man's toes from below: "Here, I'm just kidding you, you actually took the photo! Spend 500,000 yuan on a pair of pajamas, you, don't not wear them! The prodigal... Master .”
I almost spit out the prodigal man.
Han Yi turned around and looked at him with bright eyes: "I took this photo specially for you. Don't you like revealing your back?"
"Didn't I tell you that my clothes were too big? No, no, who likes a backless look?" Xia Yang's ears turned red and she tried her best to argue with him.
Han Yi suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth and patted his wrist gently: "It's okay, pajamas are not for outsiders to wear, so it doesn't matter the size. I happened to be at home at noon, and I accidentally pulled off a few buttons of your pajamas. Damn, I’ll compensate you for this one.”
Xia Yang: "..."
What a dog man!
The more than two-hour auction was coming to an end, and only the last and most important item remained.
The host held the laser pointer and switched screens, and saw a large high-definition picture projected on the big screen, which caused everyone in the audience to exclaim.
"Oh my gosh, this is so beautiful!"
"Private island, how much does it cost?"
"Farewell, I can't play this rich man's game."
The host signaled everyone to be quiet, picked up the microphone from the stage, and solemnly introduced the last item.
This is a private island in the South Pacific, and the auction is for property rights, not leasehold rights.
The island has tropical winds blowing all year round, abundant sunshine, romantic and beautiful scenery, and advanced facilities.
Equipped with hotels, restaurants, racecourses, golf courses, boat docks and private docks, transportation and life are extremely convenient.
After introducing the island, the auctioneer announced the starting price: 87.63 million yuan.
It's indeed a big number. It is indeed a rich man's game.
The wealthy people in the audience began to raise their placards.
Xia Yang stared at the photos on the screen.
It's so beautiful, the heart-shaped island, the blue sea and sky, and the flying seagulls, it's like paradise on earth.
"Do you like it?" Han Yi's voice drifted into my ears. He nodded repeatedly and swallowed: "I like it, it's so beautiful, but it's too expensive and I don't deserve it."
"Who said that?" Han Yi lowered his voice. Without waiting for Xia Yang's reaction, he raised the clapper in his hand and shouted a new high, "150 million."
"Wow!" There was an uproar all around.
Xia Yang was so frightened by his 150 million that she quickly grabbed his hand to prevent the scene like the limited edition pajamas shoot from happening again.
"I just said, don't take pictures! Alas, actually I don't like it that much."
"I want to shoot." Han Yi's eyes were firm and determined.
Xia Yang: "..."
At this time, a potbellied rich man next to him raised the price again: "One hundred and seventy million."
"Okay, okay, 170 million," Xia Yang danced excitedly and couldn't help but steal the auctioneer's words, "Congratulations to this rich man..."
"Two hundred million." Han Yi interrupted him and raised the auction sign again.
Xia Yang: "..."
Xia Yang: "!!!"
No matter what kind of hatred or grievance, you insist on fighting for 200 million yuan!
Both the host and the auctioneer were as excited as if they had been shot to death, and their voices broke.
"Two hundred million yuan once, two hundred million yuan twice, two hundred million yuan three times - deal done!"
"Let us congratulate Mr. Han Yi again!"
Xia Yang took a deep breath, closed his eyes and pinched his eyebrows. He spent more than 200 million in one night, and he felt that his blood pressure was soaring.
At this time, the rich man who had just bid for 170 million stood up and said to Han Yi with some emotion: "Mr. Han, are you also planning to invest in the island business? Spend 200 million to buy a small building. Island, be careful not to lose money!"
"I don't invest, let alone for business," Han Yi said calmly, "This island is also called Sun Island. The sun shines all year round. This is my birthday gift to my lover. He said before that he likes it. Island wedding.”
The quiet surroundings suddenly boiled over again, and cries of envy and jealousy broke out. Xia Yang stared at Han Yi with wide eyes, as if his heart was hit, and hot heat rolled in his chest.
"Han Yi..." His lips touched, and he could no longer speak after calling the other person's name.
Han Yi looked at him deeply, took his hand and kissed the back of his hand: "This wedding is a little late, but I will do my best to give you the most perfect wedding."
His voice was not loud, but his words were clear. People around him heard it and clapped their hands.
"Wow, it feels like a proposal!"
"What the hell is a rich man? He spends 200 million to make his wife happy!"
Xia Yang didn't hear those sounds. At this moment, he felt that the world was quiet, as if he and Han Yi were the only ones left.
He put his arms around Han Yi's neck, suddenly stood up on tiptoes, and kissed his lips.
There was another heat wave around, and some people even took out their mobile phones to take photos. It is estimated that news of kissing in public will be spread across the Internet tomorrow.
But Xia Yang didn't care at all. His love should be given to his lover without any reservation. Just like the small island Han Yi gave him, there is sunshine all year round...
When they came out of the manor, the sky was already dark, and the stars overhead seemed to be blinking at them.
Xia Yang saw the moonlight reflecting the shadows of the two of them on the road, side by side, shortening and lengthening. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, adjusted the light, and pressed the shooting button.
In the photo, his shadow leaned over and kissed Han Yi's shadow.
"This is a good photo, send it to me." Han Yi said after seeing it.
"What do you want to do?" Xia Yang raised his eyebrows.
Han Yi: "Post on Moments to show your affection."
Two minutes later, the two updated their WeChat Moments at the same time, with the same shadow photo.
Xia Yang: There are two shadows under the moonlight, one is mine, and the other is also mine.
Han Yi: Be your only shadow, no matter day or night, sunny or cloudy
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The main text ends here~ I will write two or three more extra chapters, so see you in the next one~~
Thank you for your company, I love you~
There are two shadows under the moonlight, one is mine, the other is also mine, taken from the Internet