The alarm clock rang on time in the morning. Today's itinerary is to go to Sanping Village to avoid spending too long at the car rental company. wake up at nine o'clock when set the time.

Song Yuran was brushing her teeth in the bathroom, her eyelids were not fully opened, and she looked half-drooped, as if she hadn't woken up.

"Do you want to sleep a little longer? You won't get up until Yushu and I rent the motorcycle and come back." Huo Qingzhi asked.

Song Yuran shook her head, with foam in her mouth, said vaguely, "I'm so hungry, I'm going down to have breakfast."

Huo Qingzhi didn't say anything after hearing this. After washing her face, she stared at the person in the mirror. Song Yuran's hair on the top of her head was raised due to her restless sleeping position.

She stretched out her hand to straighten the strand of hair, and smoothed it out again.

Song Yuran finished rinsing his mouth, stared at her, and suddenly raised a smirk, without wiping off the toothpaste foam around his mouth, he leaned over and pretended to kiss her.

Huo Qingzhi naturally hid back, but Song Yuran knew her movements and put his arms around her waist to kiss her.

"Wash your face quickly."

"no."

Huo Qingzhi touched the face towel on the washstand, raised his hand to wipe off the foam from the corners of her mouth, and said with disgust, "When did you become so sloppy?"

Song Yuran plausibly said: "Love makes people dirty."

"Nonsense." Huo Qingzhi tapped her head lightly with his index finger, and Song Yuran wailed honestly, covering the position where he was beaten, and looked like a little daughter-in-law who had been greatly wronged.

"Come here." Huo Qingzhi hooked his fingers at her, and Song Yuran came over again.

This appearance reminded her of a golden retriever dog, who was beaten one second, and would still lean over when the master waved his hand the next, being obedient and obedient.

She squeezed Song Yuran's face, "I find you are getting cuter and cuter."

"Then hurry up and kiss me."

As soon as he said that, Song Yuran already took the initiative to lean over, hugging and kissing her again and again.

After getting tired of it for a while, Huo Qingzhi pushed her away, "Stop making trouble, pack up and go to the restaurant, Yushu and the others should have arrived."

Song Yuran opened the curtains, the weather is clear today, the sun is hidden in the clouds, and the ultraviolet rays are not as glaring as yesterday.

To be on the safe side, sun protection measures dare not slack off.

Huo Qingzhi applied sunscreen on his arms and neck, even on the skin that was not exposed to the air. Turning around, he saw that Song Yuran had changed his clothes and put on makeup, ready to go.

"Have you applied sunscreen?" Huo Qingzhi asked.

"Put it on." Song Yuran stretched out his arm, and the skin color of the sunscreen was a little paler.

"What about the neck?"

"Yes." She raised her head and pointed to her neck, "I just painted it by the way."

Huo Qingzhi glanced at it, it was painted, and it was not evenly painted.

Probably thinking about going to play, excited, Huo Qingzhi twitched his mouth helplessly, stood up from the chair, "Stand up."

Song Yuran leaned against the dressing table, and raised her neck to cooperate with Huo Qingzhi's movements. Her hair was casually draped over her shoulders. It was inconvenient for her movements, so Huo Qingzhi raised his hands and went around behind her to brush her long hair.

A certain person also enjoyed it, resting his chin directly on her shoulder, allowing her to move.

Her long, smooth hair was randomly pinned up with hair clips, and Huo Qingzhi squeezed some sunscreen and applied it to the exposed skin on the back of her neck.

Smiling and complaining: "It's so sloppy to put on sunscreen."

"Anyway, I can't tan with my hair on."

"It's too late when you know it's in the sun. The ultraviolet rays are so strong here, so be careful to turn them into briquettes."

"Even if I turn into briquettes, my family Qingqing will not despise me." Someone Song is very fond of and coquettish.

"Still poor." Huo Qingzhi's fingers rubbed heavily against the glands on the back of her neck, Song Yuran's body was out of control, and he shuddered reflexively.

For some reason, Song Yuran felt that the glands were much more sensitive than usual, and a strange feeling suddenly rose in her heart, and she blushed and said, "No, don't touch it randomly."

Huo Qingzhi tilted his head, leaned into her ear and lowered his voice, "Do you feel it?"

Song Yuran was shocked by the provocative bass and was a little excited, but she didn't forget that there were still people waiting in the restaurant. She stretched out her hand and gently pinched Huo Qingzhi's waist, not to be outdone, and replied, "Wait for me to come back at night."

After he finished speaking, he paused, and added: "I want you to know what it means to be a fool, and you will have to pay it back sooner or later."

Regarding this, Huo Qingzhi smiled noncommittally.

The two lingered in the guest room for a while before going out. The buffet breakfast restaurant was on the second floor. Perhaps it was still early and they didn't meet colleagues on the way.

Looking at the chat records in the group in the morning, the colleagues were in groups and went back to the hotel until midnight. guess they won't get up until noon today.

Song Yuran was thinking this in his heart one second, and the next second, when the elevator door opened, he met some familiar colleagues.

She wasn't sure at first, but when she heard the other party call "Mr. Huo", she was 100% sure now.

The terrible thing is... Song Yuran's hand tightened, and she was still holding Huo Qingzhi's hand.

And the colleague looked down, and obviously saw their holding hands, Song Yuran calmed down, laughed and said, "Are you here for breakfast?"

"Yes." The colleague nodded, seeing that their expressions were normal, he didn't become suspicious, "I'm done eating now, and I plan to go back and sleep again."

After saying goodbye to his colleagues, Song Yuran let out a tense breath when he heard the sound of the elevator doors closing behind him.

Huo Qingzhi on the side laughed and said, "Look at your guilty look, so you won't let go?"

After the crisis was resolved, Song Yu ran back with all her teeth and claws: "It's not against the law for me to hold hands with my girlfriend! Why let go!"

There weren't many people in the restaurant after nine o'clock, and the two of them glanced around, but they didn't find Shen Yushu and Su Yiqiao.

"They probably haven't come down yet, let's eat first."

After picking up the meal, found a seat by the window, so could see the people coming and going at the door at a glance.

"It's strange, they wake up later than us." Song Yuran muttered, "Could it be that they overslept?"

Huo Qingzhi thought for a while and said, "Probably not. I'll call and ask before I come after breakfast."

As soon as the voice fell, saw two people appearing at the door, registering the room number with the staff.

Huo Qingzhi waved to them, and the two came over with breakfast.

"Why did you come here?"

Shen Yushu vaguely said something, and they didn't ask any more.

After breakfast, talk about the next itinerary.

"Qingzhi and I went to rent a motorcycle, and we will be back in about half an hour. Are you waiting for us in the restaurant?"

"Okay." Song Yuran agreed without thinking, she looked out the window, the sun came out, and the mottled shade of trees sprinkled on the ground.

Huo Qingzhi and Shen Yushu left together, leaving the two of them to stay in the restaurant with the air conditioner on.

Song Yuran looked at the empty glass, got up to refill the milk, and asked by the way, "Would you like to pour you a glass?"

When she came back with two glasses of milk, Su Yiqiao was looking at her mobile phone, which showed an orange cat playing with a cat teaser.

"Hey~" She glanced, "Why does this cat look familiar?"

Su Yiqiao generously showed her the video, and when she saw the cat's face clearly, Song Yuran said, "Isn't this the cat that Sister Yushu often posts on Moments?"

"Well, I sent it to foster care in the past few days, the video just sent by the pet hospital."

"Oh~" Song Yuran remembered, "I think you said to feed the cat at home, so it turned out to be feeding the cat to her."

While chatting, Song Yuran's brain twitched, and she suddenly said, "Hey, your criterion for choosing a mate is not to like small animals, or you and Sister Yushu can get together."

After saying this, she regretted it. According to Su Yiqiao's sexual orientation, this is tantamount to asking a straight girl to fuck Ji.

Unexpectedly, Su Yiqiao smiled vaguely and didn't speak.

After sitting in the restaurant for a while, after receiving the message from Huo Qingzhi, the two moved towards the lobby downstairs and waited in the rest area.

Hearing the sound of the motorcycle engine outside, Song Yuran couldn't hold back, and dragged people towards the door.

I just saw Huo Qingzhi stop the car, the big motorcycle made his legs more slender, especially when he took off the helmet, the movement of shaking his head was sassy and beautiful.

"Hey hey!!!" Song Yuran lowered her voice and called out, "My house is so clean!! If I put on a biker suit, I want to give birth to a monkey right away!!!"

Su Yiqiao laughed at her: "No prospect."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Yushu's motorcycle drove over. She was wearing a pure white sportswear today. As she took off her helmet, her flamboyant red hair flew freely in the air, complementing the red lines of the car body.

Su Yiqiao was speechless.

"So cool!" Song Yuran was like a fan girl at the moment, she touched Huo Qingzhi's motorcycle, the fluorescent green lines were very summery, "Is this bike heavy?"

"A little bit." Huo Qingzhi smiled, put another helmet on her head, and said, "When you get to the place, find an open space and I will teach you how to ride."

Two locomotives were galloping on the flat and empty road. Perhaps it was the off-season and working days, and only occasionally a bus passed by on the road.

Navigating to Sanping Village, Song Yuran pushed up the helmet goggles to make it easier to observe the surroundings.

At the entrance of the village is a small archway with the words "Sanping Village" on it. There are many cars parked at the entrance. You can see the one-way alley inside without going in. The cars are caught in the traffic of motorcycles and tricycles. The shops on both sides are hungWith the signboard of 'Port Seafood'.

A few hundred meters away from the beach, a group of people decided to stop and walk in, and take a stroll by the way.

When they walked in, there were more shops than what they saw, and many alleys branched out, and they turned in by the way.

Song Yuran walked and looked around. Many of these houses were old houses, but they were beautifully decorated, and they were very suitable for taking pictures. She took Huo Qingzhi to take a lot of photos, and with the help of her companions, she took a lot of photos of couples.

After staying in the village all day, lunch and dinner are seafood feasts, and before it gets dark in the evening, return to the evening sun.

There is no need to race against the sun, the wind in the evening is much gentler, Song Yuran hugged Huo Qingzhi's waist, turned his head to look at her side face, and said: "Now I finally understand why some people say on the Internet 'I would rather sit on a bicyclelaugh, and don't want to cry in the car'."

"Oh why?"

Song Yuran hugged her even harder, there was no gap between them, and said with a smile, "I can hug you like this~"

Huo Qingzhi also smiled: "Slippery."

Back at the hotel, there was a poster stand in the lobby, which said that there will be a band performance on the beach tonight, inviting hotel guests to watch the show.

"The band is performing." Song Yuran was very interested, "Would you like to see it tonight?"

The performance started at 7:00 p.m., and after returning to the guest room, the two went to take a bath one by one to wash off the tiredness of the day.

When Huo Qingzhi came out of the shower, he saw someone lying on the bed, looking at his phone with his feet up.

Song Yuran shared with her the one he had just picked out, "Is this one good?"

The person involved just glanced at her casually and touched her half-dry hair, "I don't blow my hair, be careful of catching a cold."

"Wait a minute, I'm looking at a photo~"

Huo Qingzhi didn't say anything, walked around to the dressing table, took out the hair dryer from it, plugged it in, turned around and said, "Come here."

The hair dryer whirred, and the warm air blew over Song Yuran's head. She narrowed her eyes comfortably, and rested her chin on Huo Qing's shoulder, as comfortable as a golden retriever lying on the ground, almost wagging its tail.

Looking at Song Gougou who looked like a koala hugging him, Huo Qingzhi rubbed the top of her hair and said with a smile, "Why are you so clingy."

"Have you?" A certain dog Gou didn't realize it, "I don't, it's like this usually."

As he spoke, he rubbed his chin against her shoulder.

Huo Qingzhi didn't speak, just laughed, the wind blew Song Yu's neck hair, and the glands were fully displayed on the loose neckline.

Unusual pink and swollen, unlike usual, for obvious reasons.

After resting in the room for a while, seeing that it was almost time, the two went downstairs to the beach to watch the show.

The stage was set up at the most conspicuous position on the beach, with a large table and chairs set up underneath, and half of the guests were scattered here and there.

Su Yiqiao and Shen Yushu had already come down, and they chose to face the center of the stage, so they shared a table together.

When saw the prices of the menu, snacks and drinks, finally understood why went to the show for "free".

Song Yuran peeled a few melon seeds and put them into Huo Qingzhi's mouth one by one, which can be said to be meticulous.

As night fell, the show began on time.

Although Song Yuran didn't know this band, but have to say that the musical instruments can arouse the emotions of the audience very well, and couldn't help but want to shout along with them and cheer for them.

In the end, the lead singer cheered up and took the microphone to invite the audience to perform on the same stage.

Song Yuran took a fancy to the drum set on the stage, and she joked: "Isn't this a professional counterpart, do you want to go up and try?"

Huo Qingzhi didn't refuse, and asked with a smile: "Do you want to see it?"

As soon as she heard that there was something going on, Song Yuran immediately said, "Is it possible! I think so!"

Usually in this kind of interactive session, there are people who raise their hands to apply for the recruitment, and the audience rarely raises their hands. Even if they do, ordinary audiences may not be allowed to come on stage for the sake of effect.

This time, the lead singer was deceived by his appearance and picked the audience sitting in front of the stage and raising their hands.

"Two beauties, do you have any musical instruments you are good at?"

In order to cope with emergencies, the staff also prepared maracas for some musical instruments that do not require technical content. After the lead singer finished asking, the backstage staff were ready to bring up the maracas.

As a result, the two chose drums and bass very calmly, and the difficult instruments immediately set off the atmosphere.

"Have you ever seen their band perform?" Song Yuran asked Su Yiqiao beside him.

Su Yiqiao shook her head. She really wanted to play in a band before, but she didn't succeed in the end.

I heard before that Shen Yushu formed a band. Although he was a little excited, he still couldn't hold back his face on the surface.

"Then you have to be optimistic, it's definitely worth the money for these few plates of snacks!"

After confirming the song, the performance of the new band started. The lead singer was still the same lead singer, but halfway through the performance, it was obvious that the bass player could not be suppressed. That flamboyant red hair was definitely the focus of the audience, which made people unable to resistThe object of the flag-waving.

And Song Yuran's eyes were fixed on Huo Qingzhi the whole time. Obviously, the position of the drum set was the most easily overlooked corner of the audience, but her confident aura could even overwhelm the lead singer standing in front.

In the end, there was a short drum solo, the movement of the drumsticks hitting the dial was dizzyingly fast, and the two heavy hits on the big drum made Song Yuran so handsome that he couldn't help but scream along with the audience.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! I want to give you a baby monkey!!!"

I thought I wouldn't be heard amidst a crowd of fans screaming, but after shouting, I saw Huo Qingzhi calmly raised his eyes, met his gaze, and smiled flirtatiously at her.

At this moment, Song Yuran felt that Cupid had shot ten thousand arrows into her heart. She clutched her little heart and leaned on Su Yiqiao to barely sit still, "Ah, I'm dead."

She said without shame: "I want to fight her on the bed for three hundred rounds right now, what a little fairy."

Su Yiqiao: "..."

Declining the lead singer's invitation to play another song, the two left the stage to applause.

Huo Qingzhi nodded Song Yuran's nose, "Are you satisfied?"

"I really like it." If it wasn't for the public situation, she really wanted to hug her girlfriend and kiss her fiercely.

Xu was aroused by Huo Qingzhi on the stage, and she watched the band's performance a little boringly, and frequently turned her head to look at the people on the side.

After countless times, Huo Qingzhi also tilted his head, pressed his forehead to hers, and said softly, "Why do you always look at me?"

"I don't want to watch it." Song Yuran held her hand, and there was a bit of coquettishness in his eyes, "I want to go back to my room."

So the two left the meeting halfway, Song Yuran dragged his head and left without looking back, and when he met his colleagues, he just said hello in a cursory manner, and he didn't care about the pleasantries.

Almost didn't stop, and went straight back to the guest room.

As soon as Huo Qingzhi turned on the light when he entered the door, Song Yuran leaned against the wall and kissed him passionately, showing eagerness.

The lingering kiss was almost hypoxic, and after finally taking a breath, Huo Qingzhi pressed against the other's lips and said, "Wait a minute."

Song Yuran paused briefly. Taking advantage of the gap, she turned her head and found 'Do Not Disturb' to open it.

Immediately afterwards, the anti-guest took two steps forward and pushed the person against the wall, and stretched out his hand to touch the back of Song Yuran's neck, the protruding glands under the fingertips became more and more obvious.

She leaned close to the other person's ear, almost touching her ear, and said softly, "Baby, the susceptibility period is here~"