This Damned Sweetness

When the two left the cemetery, the weather had completely cleared up. The clouds are half scattered and the sun is slightly exposed, which is the most pleasant day to travel.

Xu Qiao called Xu Xun and said that she and Cheng Lang had arrived in Nancheng and wanted to treat him to a big meal, but the boy bluntly and ruthlessly refused with the phrase "I'm working on a question, no time."

If it weren’t for my own brother, Xu Qiao’s temper would not be hot enough to stick to someone’s cold ass. He was bloody, and said that I don’t care. I was a little absent-minded when I had lunch in the restaurant, worried about Xu Xun’s so-called "brush "Question" is just an excuse.

Cheng Lang proposed to accompany her to see Xu Lie at school in the afternoon.

The school holidays were not open to the public. Xu Qiao clarified with the school before making an exception. She remembered Xu Xun’s cold attitude and didn’t want to be cared for by him. So she asked Cheng Lang to cover her. Watching the wind, sneaked into Xu Xun's class.

As a result, I saw the students half of the room from the back window studying hard in the classroom.

What magical scene is this?

Xu Qiao remembered that when he was in high school, he ran out like a bird out of the cage during the holidays. Did he enter a new era after only a few years?

She was stunned, took off her sunglasses, and searched for Xu Xun's figure among a group of male and female students.

Unexpectedly, I didn't even see Xu Xun. I first noticed that in the front row of the classroom, two boys were quietly playing mobile games behind a stack of books. They were playing mobile games enthusiastically. One was about to clap the table and applauded, but the guy next door slammed his hand, suggesting silence.

Xu Qiao blinked and glanced, and saw a girl by the window reading Jinjiang Literature City's novels on her mobile phone, holding her belly and shaking her body with a smile, and was booed by a girl who was putting on lipstick in front of the mirror. Gesture.

After watching this for a while, Xu Qiao discovered that, except for her baby brother who was turning over the test papers to study the questions, the other students were either pretending or dozing off.

It’s okay to have fun during the holidays. It’s a combination of work and rest, but these students don’t go home to play and do what they do as if they were forcibly detained by the teacher?

Xu Qiao was confused, and Cheng Lang patted her shoulder from behind.

"A student is coming." He said in a low voice.

She quickly put on her sunglasses, left from the back door of the classroom, and walked casually towards the other side of the corridor with Cheng Lang, pretending to be passing by.

Two loudly voiced boys approached, and they heard the conversation from a long distance.

"What is your class doing? Qingming goes to the grave at school?"

"It's not Sister Su. She said that no one is allowed to leave today. Let us stay in class to accompany us."

"Why do you read with me?"

"As for the new transfer students in our class, they work in the classroom all the time and do not go home during the holidays. Sister Su said that we can't leave the new classmates in the cold. Let us show our beautiful classmates and give them some humanitarian companionship and care."

"..." Xu Qiao paused when she passed the two, "Classmates, wait."

The two boys stopped and looked at her and Cheng Lang. They were probably shocked by the black aura of the two men, and they stayed silent for a while.

Xu Qiao pulled down her sunglasses: "Who is Sister Su you just mentioned?"

The "transfer student" is Xu Xun, and there is no doubt about this.

The boy who called "Sister Su" was not very polite: "Who are you?"

Xu Qiaogan smiled and looked at Cheng Lang-what's the matter, is her beauty even worthless in the eyes of high school students?

Cheng Lang lowered his head and smiled, winking at her and beckoning 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 a fool, and then at Cheng Lang: "Then don't even want to inquire about our sister Su!" After that, they turned around vigorously, rustling and discussing, "Really, fake," Our school is going to build a new swimming pool?"

"I haven't heard, bluff!"

Xu Qiao sighed: "I donated a swimming pool, and I can't even ask who is Sister Su!"

Cheng Lang smiled and took her shoulders and led her to the top of the stairs: "The news didn't reach the students, they don't know yet. Don't worry, turn around and ask for you."

——

Xu Qiao intuitively felt that the relationship between the girl surnamed Su and her brother might be extraordinary. After leaving school, she thought about it all the way, until the car gradually left the city and drove to the harbor, and then returned her attention to today's outing.

The climate in Nancheng is warm, while the cold in North City is still in spring. Spring is already blooming here.

After the rain stopped, the weather was fine and the sea was calm and calm. Cheng Lang took her out on a yacht. She hadn't come out for a long time. After changing a floral skirt in the master bedroom of the cabin, she refused to stay indoors for a moment with excitement, drinking afternoon tea on the deck while the sea breeze was blowing.

The accompanying photographer took a 360-degree spin jump, the golden rooster was independent, and poked her hips to take pictures of her.

Originally, Xu Qiao was not a person who was accustomed to documenting life, because the key purpose of this trip to sea was to gather style, so he invited photographers to grab possible inspiration at any time.

Seeing the chef freshly bake desserts, Xu Qiao asked Cheng Lang while posing under the parasol: "Is this yacht your own?"

Cheng Lang drank tea and nodded.

Xu Qiao visited the ship just now. 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 one room. The indoor sauna and an audio-visual room are not top-notch in scale, but are also large enough to meet upstream standards.

She became curious: "How many such yachts do you have?"

"For the time being, this is the domestic private boat. Before you, I had nothing worth arranging for a private tour, which is not very sophisticated. Other yachts are basically for business purposes and are used to entertain some guests." Cheng Lang added after explaining. "If you think this ship is not enough, add it later."

"It's enough for two people to swim, this yacht can guarantee a family of four..." Xu Qiao stopped halfway through her speech, and when Cheng Lang raised her eyebrows with a smile, she changed the subject when she signaled her to continue boldly planning, "Then what if The party is indeed a bit smaller, but I don’t have many friends, so I don’t plan to do this for the time being."

"If it's a big party, you don't need a yacht," Cheng Lang nodded thoughtfully, "you can use the cruise ship at home."

"..." Well, I know that you are rich, and I will know it the first day I know you.

Cheng Lang smiled, watching the sun close up, the sun is not so hot, got up and pulled her up and brought her to the boat rail.

Xu Qiao looked forward and saw the snow-white waves hitting the bow of the ship, sparkling waves on the sea, reflecting a white Milky Way, and looking far away, I saw the sea and the sky, the vastness, life and love seemed to be 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 good-looking." Xu Qiao looked far away, expressing indifferently.

She was looking at the distance, but Cheng Lang was looking at her.

The sea breeze moved her aqua-blue skirt and long black hair, making her as beautiful as a painting.

He hugged her from behind and nodded against her cheek: "Well, it looks good."

Xu Qiao heard that he was not praising the scenery, but about her, and turned her head to ask, "How beautiful?"

"Like a mermaid."

"It's okay for you to waver, otherwise you won't be able to hold me."

Cheng Lang lowered his head and laughed, "Where am I?"

"Romantic waves." Xu Qiao praised.

"Is this romantic?" Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows, as if he had a lot of room for improvement.

Xu Qiao sighed sincerely and looked into the distance and said: "It is very romantic to watch the same world with someone you like."

Before I had time to watch the world with my mother, someone could finally watch with her.

——

The sky was beautiful, the wind and waves were safe, and the two were able to spend the night at sea.

The sea breeze on the April night was still a bit chilly. After dinner, Xu Qiao wore Cheng Lang's suit and lay on the deck chair with him to watch the stars. When she felt chilly, she remembered that there was a sauna on the ship.

She still remembered the dream that she could not realize that night in the bed with Cheng Lang at the New Jersey hotel. She became interested and immediately asked for a sauna.

Cheng Lang asked her to arrange, and when she brought her into the room, he said, "I want to steam too."

"Then I will go behind your palace first."

"Can't we be together?" Cheng Lang blinked.

Xu Qiao looked at him embarrassedly.

Wearing a sweat-steaming suit, it's okay to steam together, but she steams with "love to the depths" and likes to get rid of her restraints.

"Then I will wait for you while reading a book outside." Cheng Lang understood her expression and nodded.

"Oh, forget it, let's go together!" Xu Qiao saw him so consciously, but couldn't bear to agree, thinking that it would be over after a while, and couldn't bear it.

The two took a bath first, and then walked into the sauna room wearing loose sauna clothes. Cheng Lang took a wooden spoon and poured water on the red flint, and the steam instantly filled the small wooden house.

After pressing the clock, Xu Qiao sat down cross-legged, leaning on the back of her chair and closing her eyes to rest, while chatting with Cheng Lang: "I knew I was going to go to the sauna, so I should ask the technician to come on board."

"I will be off, little princess." Cheng Lang smiled and sat down beside her, "Or I will press it for you?"

Xu Qiao opened her eyes: "What do you press? Don't press and press and pass out."

Cheng Lang laughed helplessly. Although after returning from New Jersey, he never tried to share the same bed with Xu Qiao, the two of them had some affection every night. He has basically adapted to these contacts, but he has never crossed the boundary, 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 in a hurry, Xu Qiao was indeed a little tired, and moved to sit in front of him.

Cheng Lang began to rub her shoulders and necks. Although the technique was not particularly skilled, it was barely enough for her to move her muscles and bones.

Xu Qiao sat cross-legged from her back straight to the point where she couldn't help but squinted lazily like a cat, and leaned her back on him.

She really enjoyed it, she was about to fall asleep comfortably, but as time passed, under the steaming heat, Cheng Lang gradually became a little bit contemplative.

Cheng Lang looked at the person in his arms, stopped his hand movements, and touched her red cheeks: "Baby, take a break?"

"Huh?" Xu Qiao withdrew from the state of being about to sink into a dream, opened her eyes and looked back at him, "Am I just resting?"

This time around, Cheng Lang caught his jaw.

"I mean, let me take a break," he explained.

"Oh, you don't..."

He swallowed the word "interest", Xu Qiao stretched out his hand and pushed him, saying something vaguely, accusing him of killing her.

The sauna is already stuffy, and the sea breeze from the vents is not enough for ventilation.

Xu Qiao didn't know that Cheng Lang's suffocation due to hypoxia when he was onset was far worse than the environment at this moment.

He has long been used to this kind of dizziness, unaffected by the high temperature, picked up the person, kissed her gently, gently pinched her chin, and reminded her to respond.

Xu Qiao was drunk by the temperature of her whole body, and she didn't know whether it was the boat or the people. As the sky was spinning, her sweat-steamed clothes became loose.

Cheng Lang hugged the person in his arms, his eyes wandering through the misty water vapor in the wooden house, leaning against her and said, "Baby, it's too hot..."

There is no reason why a sauna is not hot, but when he reminded him, Xu Qiao felt his sweating more clearly, and the sight that was hotter than steam, she said dazedly: "That... "

"Don't wear it, okay?" he asked in a low voice.

Xu Qiao looked at him blankly and did not respond, until he raised his hand, and then suddenly lowered his head, his heart and liver trembled.

She fends off him: "Wait, wait!"

Cheng Lang stopped.

"There isn't that on the yacht, right?" Xu Qiao asked fearfully.

Cheng Lang reluctantly understood her meaning on the verge of collapse of reason: "No, so don't do it exactly, okay?"

Xu Qiao was also on the edge of the fireworks exploding into a ball of fireworks and barely understood what he meant, silently, and let go of his hand.

In the next instant, her sweat-steamed clothes were scattered on the ground.