flash wedding diary

Chapter 38

June 6st, Saturday, sunny in Lion City, moderate rain in City of Music.

Probably because I got enough sleep last night, when Yan Shouzhen got up this morning, I woke up.

The whole person was lazy and did not open his eyes.

The person next to the pillow moved over lightly, and I knew he wanted to imprint a good morning kiss on my lips, so I couldn't hold back, and snickered softly.

Then his body became heavier, Yan Shouzhen's body pressed up, his hands and feet were bound together, deepening the kiss.

After messing around in bed for a while, I begged for mercy in a messy breath: "Enough...enough..."

Sure enough, Yan Shouzhen did not act rashly again, he calmed down for a while, and then he leaned in front of my ear flap and asked with a smirk, "I woke up so early today, did I fail to fulfill my obligations last night?"

I didn't understand the meaning of his words for a while, and looked at him blankly, but he looked down at me, scratched my chin with his index finger a few times, and his burning eyes were meaningful: "Then the one who flew to the City of Music today On the flight, you have to rest well, I will definitely pay you back tonight with interest, and fully compensate you for the unfulfilled husband's obligations last night!"

I finally understood what it meant, the blood in my body boiled instantly, and the lingering feeling of me in you and you in me poured into my heart. He was so thirsty, his hands and feet were throbbing, he didn't dare to look at him anymore, he just grabbed the pillow beside him and threw it at him, and he curled up and hid in the thin quilt.

I heard his hearty chuckle, like the melodious notes of the far-reaching strings plucking my ears, and then the slightly sunken bed by the side also returned to its original shape, and after a rustling sound of dressing, the words Shou Zhen left a word and went to the bathroom.

"It's still early, you sleep a little longer."

I let out an "um" under the thin quilt, but when there was the sound of running water in the bathroom, I poked my head out secretly, and hugged the pillow that I had just discarded, with the breath of obedience still vaguely lingering in my nostrils .

The flight to the City of Music is scheduled at 11:[-] noon today, and the next ten days will be my honeymoon trip with Yan Shouzhen...

The city of music, which is full of artistic atmosphere, used to be my favorite city besides Wancheng.

I can imagine that the person who once occupied Yan Shouzhen’s relationship for seven or eight years also lived there. Perhaps, I walked the streets he walked countless times, ate the food he praised countless times, and heard He was tired of listening to the music countless times, and felt a little dull.

You see, the world is so big, and there are thousands of people, why do you meet such a person in the city of music?

Losing to time is like being devoured by demons and monsters. Apart from annoyance and frustration, there is only a sense of powerlessness left.

Yan Shouzhen also wanted to use the few hours left today to go to the study to finish the work at hand, so I wisely didn't bother him with his work.

After taking a few mouthfuls of breakfast, I went to the musical room to play the piano.

Soon, Yiqiu with fluffy hair appeared, yawning again and again.

"We're going on our honeymoon, why are you still playing such a sad tune?" Yi Qiu said disgustedly, "Give me a "Wedding March"!"

"Okay," I followed suit, stopped playing Liszt's "Traveling Years", moved my knuckles, and then slid the "Wedding March" on the black and white keyboard, not forgetting to joke. Qiu said with a smile, "I wish you and Mr. Hu to grow old together and give birth to a precious son... ah!"

The abrupt end sound at the end was the exclamation because of Yi Qiu's sudden attack.

It is said to be an attack, but the strength is very light, far less than one-tenth of the strength of keeping promises and calling for a hammer.

Yiqiu has never been a person who solves problems by force.

I wanted to ask Yiqiu what she was going to do with Hu Yang, but she understood my intentions and changed the subject first.

"When you and Yan Shouzhen first met, I was still worried about you!" Yiqiu said, "You don't even know that there are endless bad news about flash marriages. What's better is that the husband and wife are working together. While living accommodatingly, they almost parted ways and ended up flashing away, but if they meet perverted demons, who cheat sex and money, and even kill their wives to cheat insurance..."

"Yiqiu!" My scalp tingled.

It’s not that I haven’t heard of these news. Xiao Weng also opposed my decision at that time, and once searched for some old news about flash marriage tragedies for me to read, but I knew very well in my heart that I fell in love at first sight. , is not the same person as the person they fell in love with at first sight.

Yiqiu made a gesture of surrender, and said with a smile: "Don't worry now, you, I haven't seen you for a few days, and I was so moistened by your husband..." She frivolously wanted to pinch my face, but I slapped her away helplessly .

"Tsk tsk!" She continued to say lawlessly, "Look, I should give you a mirror and take a good look at it. Your face is already attractive enough, but now it's even more terrible. Eyebrows, eyes, lips, everything is written Four words!"

I:? ? ?

Yi Qiu leaned over, made a gesture of whispering, and slowly uttered four words: "Come and fuck me..."

My face turned red and then blue, and I glared at her angrily, but there was absolutely nothing I could do about her!

"Don't be angry! This is the truth, but you and your husband are really worthy," Yi Qiu said as before, "Everyone who has met you, whether male or female, wants to conquer you. Having sex with you, and anyone who has met your husband, whether male or female, wants to be conquered by him and fucked by him."

I don't want to talk to her anymore.

His face involuntarily burned up.

What Yiqiu said may be right. Before I knew Yan Shouzhen, I had little or no need for it.

At that time, as long as I had musical instruments in my spiritual world, it was enough.

But after getting to know Yan Shouzhen, I couldn't control my body's desire, longing to be touched by Yan Shouzhen, longing to be dominated by him, and sometimes even tempted him to lose control of me further.

However, I absolutely do not agree with Yi Qiu's definition of me!

We went to the airport an hour earlier. Before boarding the helicopter, I saw Yan Shounuo saying goodbye to Yan Shouzhen in tears. I couldn't help telling Yiqiu: "Don't bully Shounuo too much..."

Yiqiu shook her head disappointedly at me, and scolded me: "Boss, don't change your mind after you get married, okay! I'm still your natal family, and you actually helped my in-laws to bully me!"

I:……

Her voice was a bit loud, and both Yan family brothers and sisters looked over.

Yan Shounuo made no secret of her hostile stance towards Yiqiu, and those little resentful eyes kept gouging out Yiqiu.

Yiqiu didn't take her threats seriously at all, and took my arm affectionately, telling me: "I'm not by your side, but remember to take good care of yourself..."

Why do I feel like she is playing the role of my mother?

Yan Shouzhen walked directly with long legs, squeezed her hand away unceremoniously, and tightly grasped my hand to get on the helicopter.

The buzzing propeller brought us into the air, and I suddenly remembered something I shouldn't have forgotten, and said in a voiceless voice: "I... I forgot to take a photo of Xue Qinghe's autograph to Yiqiu!"

When he was looking for Xue Qinghe to ask for autographed photos, he gave two more and said with a smile that he would not mind leaving one for Yan Shouzhen.

I almost lost it.

After I got the autographed photo back, I just put it in a drawer in the bedroom. I don’t usually use the drawer very much. If I didn’t see it, I couldn’t remember it.

However, there is a voice-activated key in the bedroom, which can only be opened by the voice of Yan Shouzhen and me.

"It's not necessary," Yan Shouzhen frowned slightly, his voice was a bit cold, "Hu Yang won't let her remember who Xue Qinghe belonged to."

"Ah?" I was taken aback, Hu Yang has such a big aura?But yesterday I saw that he was obviously very cold...

"Wang Sheng," Yan Shouzhen raised my chin abruptly, staring at me with burning eyes, his dark pupils were full of jealousy, "Me too, I won't remind you of anyone It's called Yiqiu!" Then my lips fell.

What fell together was my sanity and thinking.

It wasn't until I got off the helicopter, passed the security check, and arrived at the waiting room of the Lion City International Airport that I was dazed.

Eyes are instantly attracted by this airport known as the "tropical rainforest garden"!

This is already another beautiful attraction in the Lion City!

Catering, shopping, entertainment, and accommodation are all available. As far as the eye can see, the precious orchids cultivated by various hybrids are placed beside the koi pond, and clusters of them compete for beauty. It is really beautiful.

When passing by the theme area of ​​rubbing woodblock paintings, I looked at Yan Shouzhen and couldn't help but feel that these exquisite stencil paintings are not as beautiful as his graffiti paintings!

Yan Shouzhen is very good at painting, and even better at designing buildings. This can be seen from his design of Hu Jihua's headquarters building. It is a pity that this talent has been hidden by him...

Xue Qinghe once said that Yan Shouzhen hid his edge for that person.

I really want to know what kind of person I lost to.

However, Yan Shouzhen was lying on the massage chair in the rest area with his eyes closed, his brows were full of exhaustion.

For this honeymoon trip, he hurriedly completed half a month's workload, just wanting to enjoy the good time of this half month with me.

The depressed mood suddenly opened up. Everything Yan Shouzhen did was to create more warm memories of our honeymoon with me. Why did I bring up that person at the expense of myself?

The person who received the certificate with Yan Shouzhen is me, which is enough to prove that the one who wins is me!

I will cherish the time of this half month. When I come back, I must write this sentence in my notes: no matter how beautiful the world is, it is not as good as him.

Then pass the diary to him to read.

After making up my mind, the 12-hour flight from Lion City to Music City didn't seem so long.

I sat in the first-class couple compartment, and I was tired of Yan Shouzhen's arms. I originally wanted to watch the movie made by Xue Qinghe, but Yan Shouzhen must have been busy with work for several days, so he must be very tired. Just fell asleep on the massage chair in the rest area.

I was very distressed, so I gave up watching the movie, turned on the soft music, and turned down the volume. Sure enough, not long after, I heard Yan Shouzhen's long breathing.

A sea of ​​clouds is entrenched outside the cabin. They are high and low, crowded together, like the distant mountains with daisy, lingering near the water, ethereal and beautiful like a fairyland.

But in my eyes, there is only the sleeping promise.

This handsome and impeccable face has a slightly rough outline, just the right eyebrows and eyes, a high and straight nose, and a deep and deep voice, which is extremely magnetic, which is a plus.

AI gave him a low score!

In my eyes, he is perfect!perfect!

When the treacherous clouds were swallowed by darkness, the plane finally landed in the city of music.

But I became sleepy-eyed, and I said that keeping the precepts is full of energy.

The driver Joe didn't follow, so Yan Shouzhen took our luggage to the hotel.

The traffic in the City of Music is as convenient as that of the Lion City. When we arrived in the city, the air was very humid and moist. It turned out that the rain that had lasted for several hours had not stopped.

You can still see many people passing by with umbrellas on the street.

The time on the wrist is already 6:2 in the morning of June 12, but there is a time difference of 6 hours between the Lion City and the City of Music. The place we are standing at is the golden hour of the night.

I often come to the City of Music. Of course, I know the time difference. The City of Music is still on June 6st, and the youth choir held in the Hofburg Chapel has not yet ended.

And in my mobile phone, I have already booked two tickets.

I looked at the flashing lights in front of me. This direction seemed to be the way to the Hofburg Chapel...

"Now go..." I asked.

"Hofburg Chapel," Yan Shouzhen shook my hand, looked at me with a smile, and said, "Knowing that you like the Boys' Choir, I ordered two tickets, and the performance will end in 45 minutes , you can enjoy their performance for at least half an hour."

I:……! ! !