When the two left the cemetery, the weather had completely cleared. The clouds were half dissipated and the sun was slightly dewed, which was the most pleasant day to travel.

Xu Qiao called Xu Lie and said that she and Cheng Lang had arrived in Nancheng and wanted to invite him to have a big meal, but the kid directly refused ruthlessly with the sentence "I'm doing the questions, I have no time."

If it weren't for his younger brother, Xu Qiao's temper would have been beaten to death, and he wouldn't have been touched by someone's cold butt. He was so irrelevant that he said nothing about it. He was a little absent-minded when he was having lunch in the restaurant, worried that Xu Lie's so-called "trying questions" was just an excuse.

Cheng Lang suggested accompanying her to school to see Xu Lie in the afternoon.

The school was not open to the public during the holidays. Xu Qiao and the school cleared it up for a while before making an exception. He remembered Xu Lie's cold and ungrateful attitude, and was unwilling to be rushed to care for him. So he asked Cheng Lang to cover up and watch the wind for her, and sneaked into Xu Lie's class.

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

What kind of magic scene is this?

Xu Qiao remembers that when he was in high school, he ran out like a bird out of his cage when the holiday came. Has he entered the new era only a few years later?

She was stunned for a moment, turned off her sunglasses, and searched for Xu Lie's figure among a group of men and women.

Unexpectedly, before I saw Xu Lie, I first found that two boys were playing mobile games in the front row of the classroom behind a stack of books. The game was so passionate. One was about to slap the table and applaud, but the one next door suddenly held his hand, implying quiet.

Xu Qiao blinked and glanced at him. He saw a girl by the window reading novels from Jinjiang Literature City on his mobile phone. He smiled with his stomach and was trembling all over. A girl next to him who was wearing lipstick in front of the mirror made a boo gesture.

After reading this, Xu Qiao found that except for her baby brother who was flipping through the test paper and practicing the questions seriously, other students were either pretending or dozing off.

It’s nothing to have fun during holidays, but it’s a combination of work and rest, but if these students don’t go home to play, what do they do if they’re forced to stay in class by a teacher?

Xu Qiao was confused and was patted by Cheng Lang from behind.

"A student is here," he said softly.

She quickly put on her sunglasses, left 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 loud boys walked towards him and heard the conversation between them from a distance.

"What are your class doing? Are you visiting graves at school in Qingming?"

"It's not Sister Su, I said that no one is allowed to leave today, so we will stay in the classroom to accompany us for the study."

"Why do you read with me?"

"Just like the new transfer students in our class, they do their questions all day long and never go home during holidays. Sister Su said she should not neglect new classmates. Let us show the beautiful affection of classmates and give them some humanitarian companionship and care."

"..." Xu Qiao stopped while passing by the two of them, "Class, wait."

The two boys stopped and looked at her and Cheng Lang. They were probably shocked by their dark auras, and they were stunned and said nothing.

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

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

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 going on? Is her beauty worthless in the eyes of high school students?

Cheng Lang lowered his head and smiled, winked her, signaling not to bother with the child.

Xu Qiao cleared his throat and pointed at Cheng Lang: "He donated the swimming pool that your school is about to build."

The two looked at her like a fool, and then looked at Cheng Lang: "Don't even think about asking about our Sister Su!" After that, they turned around and left with great enthusiasm, and discussed rustlingly as they walked, "It's true, is our school going to build a new swimming pool?"

"I haven't heard of it, you're just a fool!"

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

Cheng Lang smiled and hugged her shoulders and led her to the stairs: "The news has not been reached to the students, and they don't know yet. Don't worry, go back and ask for you."

——

Xu Qiao felt that the relationship between the girl surnamed Su and her younger brother might be extraordinary. After leaving school, she thought about it all the way until the car gradually drove away from the city and drove to the harbor, and then she focused on her trip today.

The climate in the south city is warm, and the north city is still in late spring, and the flowers are already in full bloom.

After the rain stopped, the weather was sunny and the sea was calm. Cheng Lang took her to sea on a yacht. She hadn't come out for too long to let go. After changing into a floral skirt in the master bedroom of the cabin, she was excited and refused to stay indoors for a moment. She blew the sea breeze on the deck and had afternoon tea happily.

The accompanying photographer rotated and jumped 360 degrees, the golden rooster was independent, and he lay on the ground and stuck out his buttocks to take pictures of her.

Originally, Xu Qiao was not a person who was used to recording his life, because the key purpose of going overseas this time was to collect folk songs, so he invited photographers to capture possible inspiration at any time.

Seeing the chef baked desserts aside, Xu Qiao asked Cheng Lang while beating under the parasol: "Is this yacht your own?"

Cheng Lang nodded while drinking tea.

Xu Qiao had just gotten on the boat and visited it. In addition to the kitchen, living room, bathroom and other essential places, the space for this yacht is also included in a master bedroom, two guest bedrooms, a study room, an indoor sauna and an audio and video room. The scale is not only top-notch, but also enough to meet the upstream standards.

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

"This is the only private domestic ship. I didn't have any private tours worth arranging before, and this is not very particular. Other yachts are basically for business purposes and are used to entertain some guests." Cheng Lang explained and added, "If you think this ship is not enough, you can add it in the future."

"It's enough for two people to swim. This yacht can guarantee a family of four..." Xu Qiao stopped halfway through. When Cheng Lang smiled and raised his eyebrows and signaled her to continue to plan boldly, he changed the topic. "Then if the party is really smaller, but I don't have many friends, so I don't have this plan for the time being."

"If it's a large party, you don't need a yacht," Cheng Lang nodded, "You can use a home cruise."

"..." Well, I know you have money, and I know it the first day I met you.

Cheng Lang smiled and saw that the sun had closed a little, and the sun was not so strong. He got up and pulled her up and took her to the side of the ship.

Xu Qiao looked forward and saw snow-white waves hitting the bow of the boat. The rippling waves sprinkled on the sea surface, reflecting the sunny Milky Way. Looking into the distance, he saw the sea and sky, vast and boundless, and life and love seemed to be forever.

This is not the first time she has seen the sea, but it seems that it is the first time she has understood the sea.

"It's so beautiful." Xu Qiao looked far away and expressed his words in sanity.

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

The sea breeze blew her aqua blue skirt and long black hair, making her beautiful like 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 talking about her, and turned his head and asked, "How beautiful?"

“Like a mermaid.”

"It's good that you're slutty, otherwise you won't be able to hold me back."

Cheng Lang lowered his head and laughed: "Where am I going to do it?"

"Romantic Wave." Xu Qiao praised.

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

Xu Qiao sighed from the bottom of her heart, looked into the distance and said, "It's already very romantic to see the same world with the person you like."

Before I could watch the world with my mother, there was finally someone who could watch it with her.

——

The weather is beautiful and the wind and waves are safe, so the two of them can spend the night at sea that night.

The sea breeze on April night was still a little cool. After dinner, Xu Qiao wore Cheng Lang's suit and stayed on the deck lounge with him for a while. When he felt the chill, he remembered that there was a sauna on the boat.

She still remembered the dream that she could not realize when she was bedridden with Cheng Lang at the New Jersey hotel. When she was intrigued, she immediately asked for a sauna.

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

"Then I'll leave behind your palace first."

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

Xu Qiao looked at him in embarrassment.

It’s nothing to steam together in sweat steaming clothes, but she steams “feeling deep” and likes to take off her restraints.

"Then I'll be waiting for you outside to read books." Cheng Lang understood her expression and nodded.

"Oh, forget it, let's go together!" Seeing that he was so conscious, Xu Qiao couldn't bear to agree. He thought that he would settle for a while and couldn't bear it.

The two of them took a shower first, then walked into the sauna room in loose sauna clothes. Cheng Lang poured water on the red flint with a wooden spoon, and steam instantly filled the narrow wooden house.

After pressing the clock, Xu Qiao sat down cross-legged, leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes to rest, chatting with Cheng Lang: "If I had known I would like to take a sauna, I should have asked the technician to come on the boat."

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

Xu Qiao opened her eyes: "What are you pressing? Don't faint as you press it."

Cheng Lang smiled helplessly. Although he never tried to bed with Xu Qiao after returning from New Jersey, the two of them were intimate every night. He had basically adapted to these contacts, but he had never crossed the line, and he was not very clear about what would happen if he continued to go deeper.

"No." He waved to her, "Come on, I'll press your shoulders."

Today, the trip was in a hurry, and Xu Qiao was indeed a little tired, so she moved to him.

Cheng Lang began to rub her shoulders and neck. Although her technique was not very skillful, it was barely enough to activate her muscles and bones.

Xu Qiao sat cross-legged from her waist and back to her feet, and couldn't help but squint her eyes as if she was a cat, and leaned her back against him.

She was enjoying herself, so comfortable that she was about to fall asleep, but as time passed, the heat steeped in, Cheng Lang gradually became a little distracted.

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

"Hmm?" Xu Qiao pulled out of the state that was about to sink into a dream, opened her eyes and looked at him, "Aren't I resting?"

This time, Cheng Lang happened to catch his chin.

"I mean, let me rest for a while," he explained.

"Oh, don't..."
To be continued...