5.
Tired from the journey yesterday, Xia Liang fell asleep until the sun was shining. Xia Liang yawned, and Lin Qian next to her was still asleep, so she got off the bed lightly, only to realize that she had changed into her clothes after arriving here last night, and scratched her hair embarrassingly. I probably understood how I got back to bed last night.
She took out a change of clothes and toiletries from the suitcase and went into the bathroom. After taking a good hot bath, Xia Liang left the bathroom with wet hair. After putting away the changed clothes, she went around to the living room. The sliding door in the living room that separates the public area from the rest room has been opened. She took a sneak peek and saw that there were only laid sheets, a pillow and a thin blanket left on the air mattress that had blown up at some point. She swept to the black suitcase at the end of the bed, and realized that this was where Song Qiyan slept last night. She looked around and saw a man leaning on the railing blowing the sea breeze on the terrace at the door.
Song Qiyan was wearing a loose white T-shirt and army green beach pants, which were blown bulging by the sea breeze. Xia Liang looked at his back, and tiptoed to behind him, before he had time to put his hands on his shoulders, he accidentally turned around and spotted him.
Her plan failed, she stuck out her tongue, walked over and stood beside Song Qiyan.
"Did you get up early?" Xia Liang asked him.
Song Qiyan said "En", "The air mattress is relatively soft, and I'm not used to sleeping on it."
Xia Liang's heart ached immediately when he heard it, and he stretched out his hand to pinch his shoulders and beat his back, but he held his hand and put it on his lips for a soft kiss. Before Xia Liang had time to say anything, the man held his cheek with one hand, and then touched his wet hair, "Why don't you wipe it dry." Although his tone was light, it was clearly dissatisfied.
Xia Liang stuck out her tongue again, trying to get away with it.
Song Qiyan nodded her forehead helplessly, went into the room and took a clean towel from the cabinet, stood behind her and carefully wiped her hair.
Xia Liang stretched her hands on the railing, closed her eyes to enjoy the Florida morning breeze blowing her cheeks, and at the same time enjoyed the thoughtful service of the man behind her. She could clearly feel his big hands running through her hair, warm and generous.
They had only met and known each other for more than half a year, known each other for only half a year, and fell in love for only three months, but her attachment to him was deepening every moment. The feeling of being held in the palm of someone's hand, the feeling of being able to rely on this person wholeheartedly, the feeling of connecting with a person's heart, is like a cup of sweet and attractive poisonous wine in front of her. I can no longer escape from drowning, but I am still willing to drink poison to quench my thirst.
"Qi Yan..." She called his name.
"Huh?" Song Qiyan stopped wiping and looked at her hair. It should be almost done, so he put the towel on the railing next to him, let the wind dry it, put his hands around her waist and hugged her, Holding her in his arms, "what's the matter?" He rubbed her hair.
Xia Liang leaned back into his arms, covering his hands on her waist with both hands, tilted her head, and rubbed her right cheek against his T-shirt, "What should I do, I seem to like you more and more .”
Song Qiyan's hands froze, and then he hugged her even tighter, almost wanting to rub her into his flesh and blood. His hot lips fell on the back of her neck with restraint and forbearance, licked lightly, and coaxed her in a low voice, "Say it again."
Xia Liang flinched back from being licked by his soft tongue, but couldn't move due to being held by him, so she still obediently repeated, "Qi Yan, I like you."
"Say it again."
"… I like you."
"Say it again."
"..." Xia Liang turned around angrily and amusedly, stretched out her hands to hold his face, and pressed it against his forehead, her cheeks were slightly hot, but she still looked straight into his bright black eyes, "I love you."
Song Qiyan couldn't bear the fire in his patience anymore, and the force of the prairie fire burned his reason completely. He clasped the back of Xia Liang's head with one hand, and then kissed hard on the delicate lips that had just uttered infinitely warm words. For the first time, he kissed so irrationally that he attacked the city with his long tongue, entangled the tip of her tongue and sucked fiercely, sometimes he just sucked her lips, sucking with gravity, and then drove straight in again.
Xia Liang also only felt that his reason was ignited by him, and the string in his mind snapped, and he could only obey his offensive and respond to him forgetfully. Whispering between her lips and teeth, she heard him solemnly call her name, "Xia Liang, I love you too." I love you very much, love you very much, starting from when you didn't know it, and it's endless. The remaining unsaid things all turned into enthusiasm and love, and merged into this lingering kiss.
The two people on the balcony at the door kissed forgetfully, while inside, Wei Jian, who had just woken up, opened the sliding door of the room with sleepy eyes, and inadvertently took in the scene completely through the living room window. With a curse, he decisively closed the door of his room. Early in the morning, let the single dog live!
He lived next to the girl's room, and there was only a sliding door between the two rooms. Thinking of the scene he saw just now, Wei Jian blushed for the two of them. Originally planning to open the door to blow some air in the backyard, he was confused, and accidentally pushed open the sliding door leading to the girl's room.
In the room, Lin Qian, who was changing clothes with her back turned to him, turned her head subconsciously, and looked down at Wei Jian's dumbfounded expression. Wei Jian looked down with her gaze, and what he saw was a large expanse of snow-white skin like creamy fat, and the looming...
Lin Qian also froze, she didn't even fasten her underwear yet... Subconsciously, she flicked the thing in her hand towards Wei Jian's face and started screaming desperately.
"what---"
"bump!"
The two people outside were startled by the screams from inside, and their lips that were originally entangled also parted. After taking a slow breath, they gave each other a puzzled look, pushed open the door and went inside.
The doors of the two rooms were tightly closed, making Song Qiyan and Xia Liang even more confused.
The door of Wei Jian's room was opened in the next second, and the tall man strode out of the room with a blushing face. His eyes were full of resentment when he met the two of them—if it wasn't for not wanting to disturb The two of them... Damn | he must have committed some kind of Tai Sui today!
Song Qiyan looked at him silently, but coughed lightly when he saw what Wei Jian was holding, and quickly turned his gaze away.
Xia Liang looked up and down Wei Jian, who was rarely in such a bad mood, and then saw the things he was holding, and blushed instantly, "Senior brother...you..."
Wei Jian hadn't realized what he subconsciously caught before leaving the room. Seeing the reaction of the two of them, he had a bad premonition and lowered his head to look at the thing in his hand with a stiff neck...
Black... lace... with red embroidery... the size seems quite impressive... what the hell!
Song Qiyan still looked away, staring at Xia Liang's hair, without saying a word.
Xia Liang blushed, "Brother, I didn't expect you, cough... have such a hobby..."
Wei Jian couldn't argue with anything, the things in his hands were extremely hot and he either threw them away or hid them, and he wanted to die, "Hey, if I didn't see the two of you over there as soon as I went out... I, I What!" Then he saw Song Qiyan and Xia Liang Qi brushing their gazes with even more wrong meanings, and finally couldn't help but swear again. Mom | The more you explain, the more wrong it becomes!
Xia Liang blushed and pulled Song Qiyan's T-shirt, "Well, I, I'm going to see Qianqian." After speaking, she wanted to leave in a panic, then remembered something, and turned to Wei Jian, "Cough, brother, do you want to... er , I'll help you return it..."
Wei Jian had completely lost his expression, and handed over the hot potato in his hand without love.
6.
In the afternoon, by the private beach in Florida.
There are many people scattered on the huge beach, ranging from children on vacation to old people living nearby. On a beach near a half|naked|exposed coral reef, four young Asian faces sit under propped up sun umbrellas.
Song Qiyan and Xia Liang sat in the middle, with Wei Jian and Lin Qian sitting on each side.
Xia Liang glanced to the left at Wei Jian with an unnatural expression, then to the right at Lin Qian who was expressionless and depressed, silently pursed her lips, and shrank back to Song Qiyan.
Song Qiyan hugged her waist, and then handed her the slice of bread that had just been spread with peanut butter and jelly.
All four were wearing T-shirts and board shorts instead of swimsuits. The two men don't need it, Xia Liang is because the once-a-month thing hasn't finished yet, Lin Qian is simply not in the mood and simply stays with Xia Liang, thus creating the current scene of four people sitting on the beach strangely .
Song Qiyan took out a bag of cleaned strawberries from the insulated box, opened the opening of the plastic safe bag with his slender fingers, ate one slowly, and then fed another one to Xia Liang. Under Xia Liang's anxious eyes, he fed her another one with a smile.
Wei Jian and Lin Qian next to them had been selectively blind to the constant love between these two, and they were eating their own sandwiches.
After eating the sandwich, Xia Liang wiped his hands with the wet towel that Song Qiyan handed over in advance, and then looked at the two people who were still stiff. She tentatively said, "Um, Qi Yan and I are going for a walk to digest food, do you want to go together?"
"Who wants to be with him?!"
"Who wants to be with her?!"
Xia Liang: "..."
Xia Liang looked helplessly at Song Qiyan for help, the latter got up calmly, then pulled Xia Liang to stand up, and said to the other two sitting, "Xia Xia and I are going for a walk."
The implication is very clear.
Don't bother us during our young couple's time, and resolve any grievances by yourself during this time.
Five minutes later, Xia Liang stepped on the waves with her bare feet, looked back at the place where she was sitting, and squeezed her big hand, "Is it really okay to just leave the two of them there?"
Song Qiyan adjusted Xia Liang's black peaked cap of the same style as his without changing his face, "Well, give them space to calm down."
"Oh..." Xia Liang trusted Song Qiyan wholeheartedly, he said it was natural, and didn't think much about it at all.
And beside him, the man who looked dignified and righteous, but was actually narrow-minded, pulled his peaked cap expressionlessly to cover his eyes. Anyway, those two people are just an accessory to their trip, and he doesn't care what they do.
The author has something to say: The so-called spring love...
Cough, the front part of this chapter is sweet and shiny, and the middle part is high-energy, be careful...
Cover your face and run away
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One push per day:
"The Book on the Pillow"---Dong Zhen
Oh, it's because of this song that I started to fall in love with Gufeng, and I will talk nonsense