The two of them held hands and waited at the airport train station, which is the most convenient way to go to the city.
As the capital of Norway, Oslo is one of the leading big cities. Of course, there is more than one way from the airport to the city. The fastest way is of course to take the express from the airport to the city. It only takes 19 minutes to travel 48 kilometers to the city of Oslo.
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The second thing is that the train Han Qi and the others are about to take takes half an hour, but the price is twice as cheap, only ninety kronor.
In fact, the most expensive thing is the taxi, which costs 700 for just 40 kilometers, and an additional 200 at night.
Ingrid leaned against Han Qi and smelled his scent.
"It turns out that painters can make money like this. I thought you were the best at singing."
"I'm really good at singing, but there's nothing I can do about becoming famous for just painting a picture." Han Qi shrugged and said helplessly, then plucked Ingrid's tall nose, "Baby, yours
Chinese is becoming more and more like barbecue.”
"What does barbecue smell like?"
Ingrid was a little confused. When she took it apart, what Han Qi said was what she said, and it smelled like barbecue.
Why?
I didn't eat barbecue.
She was worried that her image would be damaged in front of Han Qi, so she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ha ha."
Han Qi saw it and held her shoulder harder.
Ingrid slapped Han Qi's arm several times angrily, fearing that it would hurt Han Qi, so she slapped her with no force at all.
"You're talking nonsense. There's no smell of barbecue at all. It's just delicious."
"Then let me try it."
"Well..."
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After waiting for ten minutes for the train to arrive at the station, Han Qi led a somewhat angry Ingrid onto the train.
There are quite a lot of seats on the train. Such short-distance trains are never full of people. Moreover, it is not the peak tourist season in Norway, so there are very few people traveling here.
If you don’t want to see the aurora in winter, why would you want to travel to Northern Europe?
The two sat side by side, and the opposite side was empty. Han Qi subconsciously left the window seat to her and sat outside.
The window seat is Han Qi's favorite. Being able to subconsciously give up this favorite seat speaks volumes about Ingrid's status in his heart... And isn't it time to be attentive? Show more.
Ingrid's face was very red, one hand was held by Han Qi, and the other hand pinched Han Qi's waist without any guidance.
"You're so horny!"
Han Qi laughed and said: "What do you call a boyfriend if you don't have sex with him? We might as well just be brothers."
"snort!"
Ingrid has a good tutor and has never done anything bad. She was numb all over after being kissed by Han Qi just now. She didn't expect that this was a public place...and his hand...his hand was touched...
This is a train station, there are so many people...
Thinking of this, she pinched harder, but she was still afraid of hurting Han Qi.
"Don't do this next time."
"Whatever you say will be done."
It’s not the first time I’ve kissed, and I’m still so shy.
Unexpectedly, there are also conservative girls in foreign countries. Han Qi thought that they were just like Tristel, who dared to love and hate. But this probably has something to do with Ingrid being too young. It seems that she still needs to be trained and trained by me in the future.
What Han Qi said just now is right.
There is nothing wrong with a man.
I don't know that the eunuch still went to a brothel, so he was restrained.
The little girl's temper came and went quickly, because she was not really sad, she was just shy because there were too many people at the train station. Ingrid didn't even think about whether she would be recognized by others, she only thought about herself.
Treat it like an ordinary person.
Half an hour later, the train stopped at a station in Oslo.
Ingrid took him to find a hotel and booked a suite for one night.
The elevator stopped on the fifth floor. Han Qi quickly found his room at the speed of an old customer. After opening the door, he pulled Ingrid over and pressed her against the glass of the door. She blocked it with her left hand and closed the door with her right hand.
"It doesn't work at the airport, but it should work here."
Ingrid said nothing, her face was red and her eyes were closed.
There is a ballad about a girl who is eighteen years old.
I don’t know who said it, it’s so insightful.
Girls in Northern Europe are less likely to have baby fat than Asians. In other words, they mature faster than Asians, and they already grow well-proportioned before they are teenagers. Even if you haven’t seen it with your own eyes, you can see this in Western documentaries and movies.
Seen in.
And Ingrid is so exquisite.
When it comes to beauty and sexiness, Han Qi thinks that there are a few celebrities who can surpass her. When it comes to cuteness, they are probably not as cute as the two-dimensional girls from the island country.
It just highlights an exquisiteness.
This feeling cannot be expressed in words. If one day you can see a person on the street with skin that can be broken by bullets, as white as snow, and her facial features and figure are all in your heart. When she passes by you, you will look back.
Follow her away until she disappears into the passing woman.
Maybe you will understand this feeling.
Han Qi has never seen a woman like Ingrid. In fact, Ingrid thinks the same way.
She has never seen a man like Han Qi.
Handsome, talented and romantic.
She was lost in such love, forgetting who she was and everything.
A voice comes from far away.
"Breathe, Ingrid, breathe..."
She opened her eyes.
"hiss!"
She took a deep breath, raised her head high and paused for a moment, as if her consciousness had returned to her body at this moment, and then she kept breathing heavily, as if she had run more than half a marathon and was so tired that she could hardly breathe.
Seeing that Ingrid had come to her senses, Han Qi kissed her cheek again, and then began to unpack her luggage and take out the daily necessities for the night. Occasionally, she would throw herself on the bed and cover herself with a pillow.
Live your own little ostrich.
Feeling happy.
This is all he dares to do. If he really wants to do something further, he still needs to overcome some things.
For example... forget that Ingrid is the crown prince.
If I really do it, Norway won’t take away my passport and restrict me from leaving the country, right?
Falling in love with a woman of such high status, Alexander.
After wiping her face with water and returning to the room, Ingrid was still lying there. Han Qi went up and patted her butt and said, "What should we do this afternoon? I'm going to Tromso tomorrow. You
Won’t you stay with me more?”
Yes.
Ingrid sat up and arranged her hair calmly.
"I have already planned it. Don't you like the small island in the fjord? How about we go to Lindoa? There is a park on it. Many tour guide groups like to take tourists to this island to spend money. I have been there secretly
Yes, you will be satisfied."
"Okay, let's go here."
Of course Han Qi listened to Ingrid's arrangements. How could he know whether he should go? How long had he stayed in Oslo?
Just put the charging cable, power bank, pencils, drawing paper and other things in a shoulder bag and set off. They just used to play there and didn't live on it at all.
It was impossible for Ingrid to stay up all night, and Han Qi didn't have the guts to be careful.
