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Chapter 48
After lunch, the two of them went back to their room to take a nap. Meng Xing set an alarm clock for 5:00 p.m. He said he was going to get up to watch other people shoot variety shows. Chu Youan couldn't laugh or cry, it was a whole afternoon nap.
However, he would not refute his wife, he would process some documents online when he woke up, and when the time was over, he would pick him up, ignoring the lament on the little guy's face, and lead him directly to the infinity pool on the top floor, looking into the distanceThe sea and the sky are the same color, and all anger disappears.
Sunset at dusk, the sky is beautiful.
After they took a shower and went downstairs, the courtyard behind the hotel was already bustling with music, lighting, and people coming and going from the program group. Meng Xing and Chu Youan chose an outdoor dining table where they could see the recording scene as clearly as possible, and ordered localThe coconut chicken served as the main course, served with some light and delicious side dishes, Meng Xing wanted to drink some wine, but was stared back by Chu Youan.
This look made Meng Xing get up in the afternoon again, and he pursed his mouth, refusing to talk to Chu Youan.
We had almost eaten, the sky was almost dark, and the recording over there also started.
Meng Xing raised his head and watched his lover come out of the hotel along the main aisle, in an exquisite dress, with shimmering makeup under the light, like walking on a red carpet.
But they don't have a host, they just greet each other among the guests, so the announcements coming out of the microphone are all interesting.
Meng Xing wanted to take a closer look, so he stood up unknowingly. When he saw two couples of homosexuals, he immediately turned his head and opened his mouth excitedly to talk to Chu Youan. When he met Chu Youan's waiting eyes with a smile, Meng Xing snorted coldly and closed his eyes.On the mouth.
Chu Youan smiled helplessly. Seeing him sneaking towards the recording site, Chu Youan yelled twice to no avail, so he could only let him play.
At the recording site, the guests were receiving cocktails.
Standing in front of the cordon, Meng Xing saw the various drinks in their hands, and hurriedly beckoned to the waiter and asked, "What are they drinking?"
"Cocktail, do you want it, sir?"
Meng Xing looked back at Chu Youan's direction, and nodded to the waiter with a smirk, "They all want a copy, and the bill is in room B300."
Hearing the room number, the waiter immediately showed respect, "They have eight glasses of wine in total, do you want all of them, sir?"
"The degree is not high, is it?"
"yes."
"Two more cups, a total of ten cups, all of which will be different."
"OK."
"Send it to that table." Meng Xing pointed in the direction, "That Mr. Chu will sign the bill."
The waiter went to prepare his wine, and he stood there listening to the singing of the two girls on the stage.
The song is very familiar, it should be a tune that have heard somewhere.The singing girl's dress is as dazzling as her voice.A slanted shoulder denim jacket accompanied by a fluffy gauze skirt, and a pair of high heels, the mix and match of different styles is very harmonious, a proper cool girl.
After the two solos were over, the girl gave up her seat, and the girl who had been wearing a pink princess dress by her side held the microphone in both hands and sang a nursery rhyme mixed with a relaxing prelude.
The girl from before helped her to fill in the harmonies behind her, and waved her hands to give her the greatest support.
Meng Xing smiled.
very nice.
Whether it is a song or this love.
The two of them, no matter who is behind them, their eyes are glued to the other.
Meng Xing turned his head slightly because of the throbbing at this moment, just in time to see another male and female couple in the audience kissing wantonly.
Are they entertainers?
Can same-sex entertainers fall in love so unscrupulously?
After a while, saw them talking to each other.
It's a love story.
There was a gleam in each other's eyes.
The song stopped, and the cool girl on the stage said: "I make a wish, long life, good life."
Everyone raised their glasses high: "Cheers!"
This scene made Meng Xing's blood warm up.
He turned his head and ran, and when he returned to Chu Youan's side, a series of "brothers" appeared.
Chu Youan looked away from the three rows of wine on the table, "Little Pigeon isn't angry anymore?"
Meng Xing reflected on the meaning of "Little Pigeon" for a while, then stared at him angrily again, and didn't want to say anything.
Regardless of his anger, Chu Youan pulled him to sit on his lap, "Tell me, what do you think about this pile of wine? Are you deliberately against me?"
"Yeah." Meng Xing looked like a broken can, "It's best to be mad."
Chu Youan picked up the blue glass of wine, took a sip, put it in his mouth, and kissed Meng Xing's lips.
The faint smell of wine spread from the lips and teeth to the base of the tongue, and the warm wine slid down the throat.
The Adam's apple rolled and was held down by the fingers as it fell back into place.
At this moment, Meng Xing's mind went numb.
Before drinking the wine, he was already drunk and unconscious.
There was a chuckle from the corner of Chu Youan's mouth, obviously the sound came to his ears, but Meng Xing felt that it smelled so good, he looked down at Chu Youan in a daze.
"Honey, you have to finish your drink."
Meng Xing couldn't ignore the changes in his body. He wanted to remind Chu Youan that this was a public place, but Chu Youan didn't give him a chance to speak.
The kiss was very hasty, his hand was still on the side of the neck, Meng Xing couldn't move.
In Meng Xing's sense of time, the kiss lasted as long as half an hour, but in reality... who knows.The person involved didn't want to watch the time at this time, so he could only lie on Chu Youan's shoulder to calm down the restlessness from his brain stem to his feet.
"Brother, do you want me to live?"
Chu Youan pinched his waist, "Go back to the room, or continue drinking?"
Meng Xing shook his legs uncomfortably, and after struggling, "Drink."
He got up and sat on the seat opposite him, "What's the name of this wine?"
"Blue Hawaii." Chu Youan pushed another cup of brown one in front of his eyes, "Taste this cup."
"The color is a bit like cola." Meng Xing took a big gulp unprepared, and the strange taste made him choke and cough.
Chu Youan quickly stood beside him and patted him on the back and handed him water. Meng Xing said pitifully, "It's so bitter."
"Drinking too fast. The top note of this wine is slightly bitter, I just want you to taste it." Chu Youan took a tissue to wipe the tears overflowing from the corner of his eyes, "Do you still drink it?"
"Drink, I will try again."
Chu Youan saw that he was determined not to give up, so he called the waiter to rearrange the table.It happened that the restaurant had passed its business hours, and there were no other customers in the inner room, so the waiter simply asked the waiter to turn off the lights, and placed a candlestick between the two small tables.
The recording of the program group over there has been moved to the beach for barbecues, but the music has not stopped. Coupled with the flickering candlelight, the atmosphere is full.
Chu You'an gave Meng Xing a few simple explanations for each glass of wine. Meng Xing sighed at his profound knowledge, and his eyes couldn't stop staring.
"I like this cup. It tastes like orange and mint. It's sweet and sour but very refreshing." Meng Xing handed the wine in his hand to Chu Youan.
"Well, it's very similar to early summer."
The summer on the island is not as hot as in the north. It is humid here and the ultraviolet rays are relatively strong. If you are in the shade, the moment the sea breeze blows on your face, it feels like mint.
As for the sourness and sweetness of oranges, it is the lovers walking hand in hand on the seaside trail, passing through the entire coconut grove, and kissing lightly at the last second of sunset.
As the night grew darker, the air became more humid, with a hint of coolness attached to the skin, Chu Youan led the drowsy Meng Xing into the hotel.
Meng Xing's drinking capacity is neither good nor bad, it's the kind of drinker who gets dizzy easily and gets excited, but can stay awake without losing his composure or unconsciousness.
"Next time at home, try how much you can drink to get completely drunk." Chu Youan said.
Meng Xing leaned against him, "You must be drunk first."
"If I get drunk first, you have to take good care of your husband. I have to take a good bath, and I can't sleep smelling of alcohol. You have to put on my pajamas, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to tell what happened."
"Brother, it's common sense that you can't get up when you're drunk."
"That's not necessarily true. If the object is you, you can get up by touching it."
"What do you mean if the object is me? Can there be other objects?"
"Don't dare." Chu Youan laughed for a while, then leaned into Meng Xing's ear and said in a breathy voice, "It seems that I can get up without touching."
Meng Xing glanced down and said with a light smile, "Brother, did I ever say that I like this thing very much?"
Chu Youan raised his eyebrows, "Not when I'm awake, but I don't know if it counts when I'm not."
The stern tone made Meng Xing hit him, "I really like doing intimate things with you, including but not limited to kissing and hugging."
"Not limited to." Chu Youan emphasized these three words.
As he spoke, he touched the tip of Meng Xinghong's ear, and Meng Xing covered his ears, "It's red after drinking."
"Well, it's true that your ears are red from drinking, but your neck is not completely red like it is now." Chu Youan whispered, "We've done it so many times, are you still embarrassed?"
"I'm sorry to say it. If you want to go back to the room, do it. You are not shy at all." Meng Xing was confident and confident.
Chu Youan's appearance is so rare because of the credit of drinking.
"Is this what you crossed out in your love letter?"
Now Meng Xing's chest was red, but he raised his chin and straightened his chest, "So what?!"
Chu Youan suppressed a smile, "It's not very good, but I like it and want to hear it."
The two walked through the corridor of the hotel and arrived at the elevator entrance. Meng Xing saw the blush cheeks and neck through the mirror of the elevator door, probably the same scenery under the round-neck T-shirt.
He couldn't help closing his chin, but he was shy for only a second, and he thought of most of the situations where his whole body was red.
Chu Youan asked him to look in the mirror.
Very tempting.
He himself felt so.
Entering the elevator, Meng Xing nestled in the corner, waiting for Chu Youan to swipe the room card and press the floor to lean towards him.
The mirror in the elevator was even clearer. He put his hands on the railing behind his waist and shrugged his shoulders slightly, in a relaxed posture.
He raised the corner of his mouth, looked at himself in the mirror for a while, and slowly said: "It is written in the love letter: I have never been in love before, and when I promised you, I thought of rebellion, but when you proposed with a Chinese knot, IThe moment I touch your finger, my heart beats fast, I instinctively want to get close to you, I want to touch you, I really like the feeling of cherishing when hugging, that is my shortcoming since childhood, but I prefer to hold hands and kiss without clothes blockingtouch, I boldly woo you, skin to skin."
"I like you in it very much, I like..."
They knew that the elevator was considered a public place and was monitored, but they couldn't help themselves. They kissed fiercely, just like the hero and heroine in the movie, just waiting to break into the room and "slam" the door shut.
Meng Xing thought it was too exaggerated before, but now he only sighs that "art comes from life".
There was still a long section of that draft love letter crossed out, and the night was still long, so there was time for Meng Xing to read it to his lover.
The author has something to say:
A little link to another article: "My Boyfriend, I Hold It", I borrowed a scene from the recording of a romance drama, and the author's column can be seen~
Another: It should not be locked...