He leaned forward and fell into Zhuang Jingchun's arms extremely relaxed, clinging to him like an octopus.

Zhuang Jingchun kissed his ear, supported his buttocks, and picked him up.

The two returned to the bed.

Xu Xizhou leaned against his arms, found a comfortable position, patted his mouth a few times, and then fell asleep.

Zhuang Jingchun stared down at his sleeping face, and carefully tucked the quilt to him.

Sleep until you wake up naturally.

The early summer sunshine in Barcelona came in through the window, bright and warm. Xu Xizhou opened his eyes, and what appeared in his sight was the man's magnified and handsome facial features, each of which seemed to be carefully carved by God, with an indescribable attraction.

Xu Xizhou raised the corner of his mouth unconsciously, reached out and squeezed lightly on his cheek.

He watched the light green eyes slowly open, and the thick and slender eyelashes fluttered like the wings of a butterfly.

"Good morning." Xu Xizhou had a big smile on his face, like a clear sky after rain.

Before Zhuang Jingchun's eyes were fully opened, she stretched out her arms to hug him, with a satisfied expression on her face, she took a deep breath at his neck.

Xu Xizhou felt that he was a bit like sucking a cat.

The collarbone was itchy, and Xu Xizhou tapped his fingers on his back with a lazy tone.

"Why are you leaning on me early in the morning?"

"You smell better."

Zhuang Jingchun recalled that she had read a psychology magazine before, which said that people in love can smell their most fascinated taste in the person they like.

He used to sneer at this kind of theory, but recently, he seems to feel more and more that the magazine has some truth.

Hearing his words, Xu Xizhou wrinkled his nose and lowered his head to smell his arm.

"It doesn't smell. If you have to say it, it seems to smell like alcohol."

"You can't smell it, only I can smell it." Zhuang Jingchun smiled and hugged him tighter, "Dear me, sleep with me for a while."

The two of them stayed in bed sticky until after ten o'clock. Breakfast was delivered by the hotel's butler, toasted toast with bacon and fried eggs, served on a delicate trolley.

Xu Xizhou didn't get out of bed at all, he just lay on the bed and finished his breakfast comfortably.

While watching a movie while leaning on the pillow, Xu Xizhou remembered that his mobile phone had been left on the bedside table and had not been turned on yet.

Turning on the phone at this moment, only to find that there are many missed calls in it. It was all from Carl, and two calls from Charles. It is estimated that he left without authorization last night, which made the team worried.

He thought about it and sent Charles a text to congratulate him on the podium.

Soon, Charles texted back.

Xu, I'm sorry about what I said that day, I must have misunderstood what Austin meant. No driver doesn't want to be on the podium, and you'll feel worse than anyone else if you lose a race. I shouldn't scold you like that, sorry.

Xu Xizhou did not reply to the text message. He had already made a secret decision in his heart that he would prove to Charles that he was worthy of Zhuang Jingchun's love and would not fail his dream.

Xu Xizhou rested on the bed for a long time, and was alive again in the afternoon. The top floor of the hotel has a very private swimming pool, which is equipped for the guests of the executive suite. Xu Xizhou was bored in the room, so he took Zhuang Jingchun to the roof.

Today is Monday, and Zhuang Jingchun is still busy with work. No matter where he goes, he always keeps his laptop.

There is a large dark green umbrella next to the pool, and below it are four white rattan chairs, matched with a round white oak table. Zhuang Jingchun picked an angle where the sun was not so dazzling, sat down on the chair, turned on the computer and started working.

Suddenly, there was a loud sound of water next to him, and it was Xu Xizhou who jumped into the swimming pool. Zhuang Jingchun turned her head to take a look, and after confirming that he was swimming happily, she looked back again.

While looking at the report, Xu Xizhou's cell phone on the table suddenly rang, it was Wang Miao's call.

Zhuang Jingchun glanced at Xu Xizhou, who had already swam far away, and picked up the phone.

"Lao Xu, have you been doing well recently? Why do I think your state is not right, you won't have anything to do with that Yang Qing, right? I said it earlier, I have to find someone to teach him a lesson, but you still don't agree. ."

Wang Miao has always been like this, every time he talks on the phone without waiting for someone to speak, he will speak with a crackle. After he finished speaking like a bean, Wang Miao realized that there was no movement there, and it was strangely quiet.

"I'm Zhuang Jingchun." The man's deep voice sounded.

When Wang Miao heard his voice, a string in his mind suddenly tightened.

"Okay Zhuang Jingchun, I was just looking for you. Yang Qing can't get away from you, right? If you clearly rejected him in college and didn't give him any hope, there would be no such things in the future. I think , it's all your fault."

"It's really my fault. I wasn't strong enough at that time, and I was a little indecisive. But not now, I believe Yang Qing doesn't have the courage to harass the boat again."

"What have you done? So confident."

Zhuang Jingchun twitched the corners of her mouth, her eyes a little cold.

"Yang Qing has a mentally ill mother, and he keeps her in the hospital because he doesn't want others to know about it. His mother was about to be cured, but instead, she was locked up, and her condition became more and more serious. If he is stabbed out, he will definitely lose his reputation, be reviled by thousands of people, and it is impossible for him to stay in the entertainment industry."

"Damn it, I said why he is like a lunatic, it turned out to be a family inheritance."

Wang Miao sighed a few times, suddenly thought of something, and lowered her tone unconsciously.

"Let me tell you, you'd better not let Lao Xu go to Weibo these days. Since the American Grand Prix, the public opinion on Weibo has become less friendly. The Spanish Grand Prix was hotly searched two days ago. How yin and yang is weird. You must not let Lao Xu see those comments."

"Don't worry, I won't let him see it."