When the two left the cemetery, the weather had completely cleared. The clouds are half scattered and the sun is slightly dew, which is the most pleasant day for traveling.
Xu Qiao called Xu Lie and said that she and Cheng Lang had arrived in Nancheng and wanted to treat him to a big meal, but the boy refused mercilessly with a sentence of "I'm working on a question, I don't have time".
If it weren't for her own brother, Xu Qiao's temper, even if she was beaten to death, she wouldn't be able to put on someone's cold ass with a hot face, but she was blood related, so she said that she didn't care, and she was a little absent-minded when eating lunch in the restaurant, worried about Xu Lie's so-called "scraping" Question" is just an excuse.
Cheng Lang proposed to accompany her to school to see Xu Lie in the afternoon.
It is not open to the public during the school holidays. Xu Qiao communicated with the school before making an exception to go in. Thinking of Xu Lie's cold and ignorant attitude, and unwilling to let him know that he was chasing him to care about him, she asked Cheng Lang to cover for her Wangfeng sneaked into Xu Lie's class.
As a result, I saw half a room of students studying hard in the classroom from the back window.
What kind of magical scene is this
Xu Qiao remembers that when she was in high school, she ran out like a bird out of its cage when the holidays came. Has it only been a few years since she entered a new era
She froze for a moment, took off her sunglasses, and searched for Xu Lie's figure among a group of male and female students.
Unexpectedly, before I saw Xu Lie, I found the front row of the classroom first. Two boys were quietly playing mobile games behind a stack of books.
Xu Qiao blinked, then glanced away, and saw a girl by the window reading a novel from Jinjiang Literature City on her mobile phone, hugging her belly and laughing tremblingly, and was booed by a girl next to her who was putting on lipstick in the mirror gesture.
After looking around like this, Xu Qiao found that, except for her baby brother who was flipping through the test papers and carefully brushing up the questions, the other students were either pretending or dozing off.
It’s okay to have some fun during the holidays. It’s okay to combine work and rest, but what do these students do if they don’t go home to play, as if they are being detained by the teacher forcibly
Xu Qiao was confused, but was patted on the shoulder by Cheng Lang from behind.
"A student is here." He whispered.
She quickly put on her sunglasses, left from the back door of the classroom, and walked towards the other end of the corridor with Cheng Lang as if nothing had happened, pretending to be passing by.
Two boys with loud voices approached, and the sound of their conversation was heard from afar.
"What are you doing in your class? Qingming is going to the grave at school?"
"It's not Sister Su who said that no one is allowed to leave today, and let us all stay together to study together."
"Accompany what?"
"As for the new transfer students in our class, they spend all day doing quizzes in the classroom and don't go home during the holidays. Sister Su said that we can't neglect the new students. Let's show our good classmates and give them some humanitarian companionship and care."
"..." Xu Qiao stopped when he passed by the two, "Student, wait."
The two boys stopped and looked at her and Cheng Lang. They were probably shocked by the aura of the two of them in black, and they froze for a moment without speaking.
Xu Qiao took off her sunglasses: "Who is Sister Su you just mentioned?"
There is no doubt that the "transfer student" is Xu Lie.
The boy who called "Sister Su" was not very polite: "Who are you?"
Xu Qiao looked at Cheng Lang with a dry smile—what's the matter, is her beauty worthless in the eyes of high school students
Cheng Lang lowered his head and smiled, and gave her a wink, signaling not to care about the child.
Xu Qiao cleared her throat and pointed to Cheng Lang: "He donated the swimming pool that your school is about to build."
The two looked at her as if they were fools, and then at Cheng Lang: "Then don't even try to ask about our sister Su!" After that, they turned around and left in high spirits, discussing with each other as they walked, "Is it true or not? Our school is going to build a new swimming pool?"
"I haven't heard of it, you're bluffing!"
Xu Qiao sighed: "I donated a swimming pool, and I can't even find out who Sister Su is!"
Cheng Lang smiled and took her shoulders, and led her to the stairs: "The news hasn't reached the students, they don't know yet. Don't worry, I'll find out for you later."
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Xu Qiao intuited that the relationship between the little girl surnamed Su and her younger brother might be unusual. After leaving school, she secretly thought about it all the way until the car gradually left the city and drove to the seaport before turning her attention back to today's outing.
The climate in the south city is warm, and the spring is still cold in the north city, but the spring is already blooming here.
After the rain stopped, the weather was fine and the sea was calm. Cheng Lang took her out on a yacht. She hadn't come out for a long time, and after changing into a floral dress in the master bedroom of the cabin, she was so excited that she refused to stay indoors for a moment, drinking afternoon tea on the deck with the sea breeze blowing.
The accompanying photographers spun and jumped 360 degrees, the golden rooster stood alone, and pouted on the ground to take pictures of her.
Originally, Xu Qiao was not a person who was used to documenting life, because the key purpose of this trip was to collect scenery, so he invited a photographer to capture possible inspiration at any time.
Watching the chef bake desserts, Xu Qiao asked Cheng Lang while posing under the parasol: "Is this yacht your personal?"
Cheng Lang drank his tea and nodded.
Xu Qiao just took a tour after boarding the boat. In addition to the kitchen, living room, bathroom and other necessary places, the space for tourists on this yacht also includes a master bedroom, two guest bedrooms, a study room, and a The indoor sauna room and an audio-visual room are not only top-notch in scale, but also meet the upstream standard.
She became curious: "How many yachts like this do you have?"
"This is the only domestic private boat for the time being. Before I and you, I didn't have any private tours worth arranging, so I'm not too particular about it. Other yachts are basically for business purposes, to entertain some guests." Cheng Lang added after explaining, "If you think this ship is not enough, you can add more later."
"It's enough for two people to swim, and this yacht can guarantee a family of four..." Xu Qiao stopped in the middle of speaking, and when Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows with a smile and signaled her to continue to make bold plans, he changed the subject, "Then what if The party is indeed a bit smaller, but I don’t have many friends, so I don’t have any plans for now.”
"If it's a large party, you don't need a yacht," Cheng Lang nodded thoughtfully, "You can use a cruise ship at home."
"..." Well, I know you are rich, I knew it from the first day I met you.
Cheng Lang smiled, seeing that the sun had shrunk a bit, and the sun was not so strong, he got up and pulled her up, and brought her to the railing of the boat.
Looking forward, Xu Qiao saw the snow-white waves hit by the bow of the ship, and the sparkling waves sprinkled on the sea surface, reflecting the Milky Way in daytime. Looking into the distance, he saw the sea and sky line, vast and boundless, and life and love seemed to last forever.
This is not the first time she has seen the sea, but it seems to be the first time she has understood the sea.
"It's so beautiful." Xu Qiao stared far and wide, expressing poorly.
She was looking into the distance, but Cheng Lang was looking at her.
The sea breeze blows her water-blue skirt and long black hair, making her beautiful like a painting.
He hugged her from behind, leaned on her cheek and nodded: "Well, it looks good."
Xu Qiao heard that he was not praising the scenery, but talking about her, so she tilted her head and asked, "How beautiful?"
"Like a mermaid."
"It's a good thing you're making waves, otherwise you won't be able to catch me."
Cheng Lang lowered his head and laughed, "Where am I?"
"Romantic waves." Xu Qiao praised.
"Is this considered romantic?" Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows, as if he felt that he still had a lot of room for improvement.
Xu Qiao felt sincerely, looking into the distance and said: "Seeing the same world with the person you like is already very romantic."
The world that I didn't have time to watch with my mother, finally someone can watch it with her.
—
The weather was beautiful, the wind and wave index was safe, and the two were able to spend the night at sea that night.
The sea breeze on the April night was still a bit cool. After dinner, Xu Qiao put on Cheng Lang's suit and lay with him on the deck chair to watch the stars for a while. When he felt chilly, he remembered that there was a sauna on the boat.
She still remembered the unfulfilled dream of sharing the bed with Cheng Lang in the New Jersey hotel, and when she became interested, she immediately proposed to go to the sauna.
Cheng Lang asked someone to arrange it, and when he brought her into the room, he said, "I want to steam too."
"Then I will leave your palace first."
"Can't we be together?" Cheng Lang blinked.
Xu Qiao looked at him in embarrassment.
Wearing a steaming suit, it's okay to steam together, but she steams "to the depths of love" and likes to take off the bondage.
"Then I'll wait for you outside reading." Cheng Lang understood her expression and nodded.
"Oh, forget it, let's go together!" Seeing that he was so self-conscious, Xu Qiao couldn't bear to agree, thinking that it would be a big deal in a while, so she couldn't take it off.
The two showered separately first, and then walked into the sauna room wearing loose sauna clothes. Cheng Lang poured water on the red-hot flint with a wooden spoon, and the steam filled the small wooden house in an instant.
After Xu Qiao pressed the clock, she sat down cross-legged, leaned against the back of the chair, closed her eyes and meditated, while chatting with Cheng Lang: "If I knew I was going to go to the sauna, I should have invited a technician to come on board."
"Let's go, little princess." Cheng Lang smiled and sat down beside her, "Or should I give you a massage?"
Xu Qiao opened her eyes: "Press what? Don't press and pass out."
Cheng Lang laughed helplessly. Although he didn't try to share the same bed with Xu Qiao after returning from New Jersey, the two had more or less intimacy every night. He has basically adapted to these contacts, but he has not crossed the line, and he is not sure what will happen if he continues to go deeper.
"No." He beckoned to her, "Come on, I'll press your shoulders."
Today's schedule was rushed, Xu Qiao was indeed a little tired, so she moved to sit in front of him.
Cheng Lang began to massage her shoulders and neck. Although the technique was not particularly proficient, it was barely enough for her to flex her muscles.
Xu Qiao sat cross-legged with her back straight, and couldn't help squinting her eyes lazily like a cat, leaning her back against him.
She enjoyed it, and was so comfortable that she was about to fall asleep, but as time passed and the heat evaporated, Cheng Lang gradually became a little distracted.
Cheng Lang looked at the person in his arms, stopped his hands, and touched her blushing cheek: "Honey, take a break?"
"Huh?" Xu Qiao pulled out from the state of falling into a dream, opened her eyes and looked back at him, "Aren't I just resting?"
Turning around, Cheng Lang happened to grab the chin.
"I mean, give me a break," he explained.
"Oh, you Hugh..."
The word "Xi" was swallowed by him, Xu Qiao stretched out her hand and pushed him, saying something vaguely, accusing him of killing her.
The sauna room is already stuffy, and the sea breeze from the vents is not enough for ventilation.
Xu Qiao didn't know that Cheng Lang's feeling of hypoxia and suffocation in the past was far worse than the current environment.
He had long been used to this kind of dizziness, and was not affected by the high temperature at all. He hugged her, kissed her tenderly, and pinched her chin lightly, reminding her to respond.
Xu Qiao was so stimulated by the temperature around her that she seemed drunk. She didn't know whether it was the boat floating or the person floating, and the sweat suit on her body became loose as the world spun around.
Cheng Lang hugged her in his arms, his gaze wandered through the misty water vapor in the wooden house, his Adam's apple rolled, and he leaned on her and said, "Honey, it's too hot..."
There is no reason why the sauna is not hot, but after being reminded by him, Xu Qiao felt her sweating profusely, and the sight that was hotter than the steam, she said dizzily: "Then..."
"Don't wear it anymore?" He asked in a low voice.
Xu Qiao looked at him in bewilderment, and didn't respond in a daze, until he raised his hand, then suddenly lowered his head, his heart trembling.
She fended him off: "Wait, wait!"
Cheng Lang stopped moving.
"There's nothing like that on the yacht, right?" Xu Qiao asked timidly.
Cheng Lang barely understood what she meant on the verge of a mental breakdown: "No, so don't go to the end, okay?"
Xu Qiao was also on the edge of exploding into a ball of fireworks, barely understood what he meant, fell silent, and let go of the hand that stopped him.
The next moment, her sweat suit was scattered on the ground.