After the boat boss and his crew started to move the oars, the boat gradually left the shore. Yu Wenhao became more playful and lay on the edge looking down, "Are there any fish?"
Yuan Qingling sat beside him and looked at the dark water. Except for the reflected stars and firelight, there was nothing visible under the water.
He stirred the lake surface, and some fallen leaves rolled over, swirled around his fingertips, and swayed away again. He raised his head and smiled at Yuan Qingling.
Yuan Qingling was moved by the joy in his brows, so she leaned over and lay beside him. He hugged her and quickly touched her lips. A smile began to bloom from the corners of her lips, and her brows were indescribably proud.
Young men are always the best.
Yuan Qingling felt a little sour in her heart. She didn't know why tonight, but she always felt like looking at him dreamily and accompanying him. His smiles and kisses always made her feel slightly moved and sad.
She felt that she hadn't seen him like this for a long time.
The two of them lay on the deck and looked up at the starry night, which was as beautiful as a dream. From leaving home in a hurry to boarding the ship, they had no plan, and they felt as happy as thieves.
She curved her lips and smiled. Lao Wu leaned over and pressed his lips full of masculine scent to hers. She stretched out her hand and pushed, "Someone is here."
He looked back and saw that the boat boss and the crew were only focused on punting the boat and did not look at them at all. People who were working in the lake knew the rules, so how could they spy on the guests?
But Yu Wenhao didn't kiss her again, he just held her quietly and looked up at the starry sky. Not to mention Lao Yuan, even he had not been so relaxed for a long time.
Although the people behind him were still pressing hard, he was much more relaxed than before. At least, the dominance was not entirely in the hands of others.
As we said, we should clear our minds and not think about the tedious things at hand.
"Old Yuan, do you still remember that time you were stung by a wasp?" The things we did together at Chuchu a few years ago came to mind. Those days were really happy, and I couldn't help but raise my lips when I thought about them.
Yuan Qing laughed and said: "Where did I get stung by a wasp? It was you who wanted to harm me. If you fail to harm others, you will be harmed instead. You deserve it."
"That was the first time in my life that I was stung by a wasp. I didn't expect it to hurt so much. I felt uncomfortable for a long time."
"You deserve it!" Yuan Qingling smiled and cursed again, but turned to look at him, her eyes full of tenderness, and her fingertips swept across his cheek, "But now I think about your face at that time, and I feel heartbroken.
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Yu Wenhao also looked at her sideways, twirling his fingers around her hair, his eyes were filled with affection and deep regret, "If I had it to do over again, I would never do that to you. I feel that I have really owed you this whole journey."
I'm sorry for you, I made you frightened by following me, and you almost lost your life several times."
Seeing the redness in his eyes, Yuan Qingling felt a little sad, "No, this journey is full of hardships and dangers, but there are always more happy days than sad ones."
"Fool!" He stretched out his hand to touch her lips and said foolishly: "It would be great if I could promise you the next life. I will definitely appear by your side early in the next life."
These words, on the modern Internet, are called vulgar sentences, but when spoken from the mouth of a straight man like Lao Wu, they are always touching.
She stared into his deep eyes, "I am satisfied that we can be together well in this life. In the next life..."
His hand pressed her lips, "We will be together in the next life."